Page 11 of The Ghost

I used my thigh muscles to inch up off his crotch, then dropped down, pulsing with the tempo of my bloodstream. I clawed at his shoulders, my breathing ragged. This was it. This was what life boiled down to. Everything else outside of the bedroom was just noise.

I rode him hard, piercing myself over and over again with his manhood. Our chests thumped. We kissed and broke apart and kissed again. A thin sheen of sweat worked its way between us, greasing the wheels.

My body built toward the inevitable conclusion, my toes curling, my breath quickening. I felt a longing deep inside that could only be quieted through increasingly aggressive thrusts. I kept going, pushing my limits until the world opened up and I saw the light.

My pussy throbbed. Colorful sparks like confetti, rained down, filling me with joy. In that moment, I was one with my lover. Everything was perfect, and I didn’t need to worry. The orgasm settled into my skin, making me feel radiant and alive. But Theo wasn’t done with me yet.

He eased me off his lap, flipping me over and pressing me to the mattress. Coming down on top of me, he assumed the missionary position. I felt a surge of renewed energy as he slid his dick back inside me. Gazing up into his eyes, I saw a love that couldn’t be broken. We were in this together, and nothing was going to stop us.

Theo experimented with a few languid thrusts. He was opening up his hips, getting ready to sprint to the finish line. Without warning, he looped an arm underneath my right leg and lifted it to his shoulder.

I was spread wider than I had been before. That meant that his member could drive deeper. I gasped as I felt the full intrusion with a satisfaction that had been absent moments ago. This was the real deal, the no-holds-barred sweaty sex that I had been craving.

In my position, there was little I could do but lie there and take it. I couldn’t reach him beyond stroking his chest and his biceps. My eyes rolled back, and I exhaled, focusing on the orgasmic cliff that was rapidly approaching.

Theo pumped into me over and over, each burst stronger than the last. I didn’t think I could reach nirvana again, but it was rapidly becoming obvious that was the direction I was headed.

My body dissolved around me. I was just a ball of energy that was being wound tighter and tighter. Every stab into my core brought me closer to relief. I could feel all of my cells singing with desire.

Theo drove himself home, and I exploded with lust. The second climax was even more spectacular than the first. I felt like I melted into the universe, like there was nothing left of the poor, battered woman who’d suffered an abusive childhood.

Dimly, I could feel Theo’s cock twitch. His body stiffened, and I knew that he had arrived in paradise with me. For a moment, he pressed down against my raised leg, stretching the muscles to the point of discomfort. But finally, he relaxed, allowing me to slide my thigh out from under him and wrap it around his back.

He dropped to the cot on top of me, his skin heated from the race. We were gasping for breath, our chests pressing against each other with a rhythm that defied expectations. I was so happy to have him with me, I didn’t want it to end.

“Let’s take a shower,” I suggested.

He chuckled into my ear, a husky sound that got my engine revving all over again. “I thought you’d never ask.”

We disentangled ourselves, naked and thoroughly exhausted. I felt like I had run a marathon, but in a good way. All the endorphins were peaking, giving me a rush that was better than anything I could find in a wine glass.

The cold air hit me the instant his body separated from mine. I couldn’t wait to hop in the warm shower and feel him up all over again. The fact that he would leave shortly, and I would be on my own to deal with Dark Sparrow and New Dawn only drove me further into his arms. As long as we were together, nothing bad could happen. It was only after our lovemaking was complete that I would begin to worry. But for the moment, the only thing on my mind was Theo and his massive cock. We had a long way to go until I was satisfied, and the fun was only just beginning.

Chapter 6

Clark

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I SUCCESSFULLY IGNORED everything that was going on in the world for another few hours. I was like a drug addict, hungry for more even as Theo took me to new heights. Each time I came down from my orgasm, I worried about leaving him. And the only solution seemed to be more sex, so that’s what we did.

We continued to fuck until we were so tired we passed out together on the same cot. There was barely enough room for the two of us with our private parts smashed together. I woke in the morning to find myself halfway off the bed. The only thing that stopped me from falling to the floor was Theo’s arm draped across my midsection.

My first thought was whether to wake Theo and try for round ten. But there was an ache deep in my core that told me I needed to cool it. I would be walking funny for sure, and that wasn’t exactly the picture I wanted to present to the higher-ups.

The night was finished. No matter how much I wanted to ignore it, Theo and I would have to go our separate ways. I rolled off the cot, stretching out in the darkness. Underground, there were no windows. Until I found the light switch, it was almost as if I had my eyes closed. I couldn’t have seen anything even if it was right in front of my face.

The room wasn’t built for romance. There was no soft lighting. As soon as I located the switch, an evil brightness invaded our world, piercing the last vestiges of sleep from my brain. Nothing like an angry wakeup call from a fluorescent bulb to get you started in the morning.

Theo groaned, putting a hand over his eyes. I sympathized with him, but I’d had no choice. Leaning over, I gave him a kiss on the forehead. He responded quicker than I could have imagined, grabbing me and pulling me back on top of him.

I laughed, kissing him deeply. If only we could just turn our backs on all our responsibilities and live in that tiny closet of a room. I didn’t need anything, except maybe a meal from time to time. We could make love all day long and sleep crushed together on a single mattress. It would be heaven.

But Theo knew as well as I did that all good things come to an end. He released me, allowing me to climb off him. We rescued our clothing from the other cot in silence, each one focused on the monumental task of buttons, zippers, and clasps. My head was still spinning from all the magnificent sex, and it took a great deal of energy to concentrate.

“Are you hungry?” Theo asked finally.

“Starving,” I admitted.