Page 26 of Luci’s Lullaby

Our mouths meld into one as we begin to pant, struggling with breaking our connection or just keep going. Nothing but the sound of our heavy breathing can be heard as desire consumes us.

The hesitation can be felt between us as she slows the pace, sighing. “We need to…”

“Go inside, my neighbors are getting a great show.”

She leans away. “No, I need to go.”

“Don’t.” She sits back against her door. “Stay a little longer.”

“I shouldn’t.” She presses her fingers to her mouth.

“Alright.” I grab my case, taking it out as I go. I lean over with my hand on the door. “Thank you for the ride.”

She nods. “You’re welcome.”

I walk slowly toward my door, setting my guitar down and turning when I don’t hear her car start. She crashes into me, her hands in my hair. She smashes her mouth to mine as I grip her hip, holding her closer.

She pulls away. “I don’t know why I’m doing this. I know who you are and what you’re about, but if I leave, I know I’ll regret it.”

I fish my keys from my pocket and unlock the door, never letting her go. My mouth is on hers in a flash as I spin her around and back her into my place. I break away, holding up one finger.

“Just a second, don’t move.” I jerk my case through the door, shutting and locking it quickly. “Now, more of this.”

I take her mouth in a hurry, afraid she’ll stop and buzzed by the rush as my blood courses through my veins. I swirl my tongue around hers as my fingers dig into her hips, holding her to me.

She leans back, and I take advantage of her exposed neck. Slowly, I press my lips to her jaw, beneath her ear, and down her neck. Stopping short of her breasts as they heave from her pounding heart.

“Alden,” she pants, “take me now.”

I lift my head and lock eyes with her. They burn with a craving I know all too well. I cup her ass, lifting her as I spread her legs. She wraps them around me, locking them.

I carry her into my room, a king-sized bed sits in the center of it. Placing my knee on the end, I lay her back, hovering over her. Her legs tangle with mine mirroring the war between our mouths.

“Rae...”

She places her finger on my lips. “Shhh.”

Her skirt rides up her thighs, giving me a sweet peep show of her purple-covered pussy. I rock into her, grinding my denim-clad hard-on against her panties. Sliding my hand down her leg, I hook it around her.

My knees dig into the mattress to get better traction. She gives as good as she gets, meeting my body with hers. Pressing her hands into my back, I mold to her. Our need more apparent than ever.

She claws at my shirt until she works it over my head. I sit up, curling my finger for her to follow me. She does as I ask and I lean in, rewarding her with a kiss. When I do, I trace the hem of hers, gathering it in my hands.

I tug at it as she raises her arms and I get it off her. I push her back down, trailing my fingers between her breasts and to the top of her skirt. I yank at her black velvet, sliding it over her hips.

I move my leg as the material slips over her knees and off her feet. She lays beneath me, her bra matching her panties. I reach up, pulling her hair from the band. She pulls it up the bed above her.

I run my fingers up her leg, over her thigh, and up her stomach. Her curves enhancing her beauty as her full breasts sway with every small movement. Cupping them, I run my thumb over her pebbled nipples.

She bucks ever so slightly from the friction. I apply a little more pressure and watch as she squirms. Tracing the pattern, I end up at the front hook, popping it. I watch as she bites her lip, driving me wild.

Allowing only the tips of my fingers to touch her, I meander up her torso to her breasts. Palming it, I lean in, swirling her nipple with the tip of my tongue. Her sweet moans push me to my limits.

I release her, working my way down her stomach. I hook my thumbs in the sides of her panties and inch them down her legs. Pulling them from her, I toss them behind me.

She pushes at my pants with her feet. Sitting up, she unbuttons them and slowly pulls the zipper down. She reaches in, wrapping her hand around my shaft. My heart thunders as she begins to stroke me.

“Let’s get this done already,” she murmurs before licking my nipple. Her warm breath an intoxicating feeling as her tongue leaves a cool path.