Page 65 of One Second After Another

She lifted higher on his body. Luca moved with her, tilting his head back, so she could drop another one of those hot kisses against his mouth while her hand worked between their bodies. First, she stroked his cock, but then she had him pressing between her thighs. The blunt head of his dick slipped into the silky heat of her sex—and he was floating high in nothing but sensation and bliss.

Breath gone.

Nerves snapping.

Chest aching.

The pool bit into his back when he only kept one hand at the edge to keep them steady. His other hand found the fleshy roundness of her ass. His fingers dug in as she rode him, and he used that grip to yank her harder into his cock, so he could get those breathless whines escaping her lips just the way he liked.

She watched him through heavy lids and long lashes. She’d lean in just close enough for him to nibble against her jaw, or even closer when she wanted him biting that spot on the side of her neck where she didn’t even care if he left teeth marks behind. The faster they fucked, the more the water made waves against the edge of the pool, some reaching high enough to splash onto the tiles.

The closer Penny came to her orgasm, the more she wanted to touch him. Her hand rested to his cheek before her fingertips dragged over the line of his jaw. When those fingers of hers came close to his mouth, he sucked them in for a taste. His teeth scraped along the digits as Penny let out a hard breath when she came down on his dick a little harder.

“Come,” he told her. “Get what you want, baby. You know I got it.”

He always did.

Luca could have stayed like that forever.

Fucking Penny.

Taking in her life.

Wrapped up with her.

Together in whatever their love was.

He’d stay like that.

Always.

Reality was a bitch, though.

She came with a heavy hand. A screech of tire against gravel, and smoke bombs that were thrown through the windows of the lodge. It all happened so fast that at first, neither of the two in the pool even knew what was happening.

“Fuck,” Luca hissed.

Penny was already reaching for the side of the pool to pull herself from the water when the first smoke bomb was thrown into the downstairs. Her wide, wild blue gaze darted to his when she screamed, “Move!”

The stomp of feet accompanied the smoke and confusion. Luca just did what he was told and pulled his body from the water, naked and cold. He barely felt it at all, but he heard every step and shout coming closer as the smoke started to crawl over the pool at the far end. The only thing that worked to their favor was the smoke bombs clouded the intruders’ view of their escape.

Penny grabbed the clothes. Luca busted out the windows with a chair. The rush of air from the outside pulled the smoke toward the windows even faster. He couldn’t see anything—especially not the pale beauty who had just been at his side.

He felt her hand, though,

Finding his.

She pulled him through to the outside. It was then that he finally understood why she wanted him to move the car and for them to have a second exit plan.

Nowhere was safe.

Not even paradise.

17.

Penny

LUCA drove the Vanquish through the small, winding dirt road that led out from the rear of the lodge’s property. Penny didn’t even care to argue about who was behind the wheel because the man had proved himself in that regard on more than one occasion.