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He glides his right hand up my thigh the rest of the way and slips a finger inside me. My body pulses, clenching around it instinctively, searching for more, for what it actually wants.

All of him.

His arms around me, his mouth consuming mine, his cock filling me.

I want it all.

Just like the other night at the fundraiser, he’s succeeded in completely taking my mind off the storm outside and the one I made worse by dragging him into my world and the tempest that already exists in it.

There is only the here and now.

And us.

He curls his finger deep inside me, finding that perfect spot that has me tightening my grip in his hair and arching against him wantonly. “Fuck, Lorelei.” His murmured words along my flesh make me twitch. “I fucking love how responsive you are. I can’t wait to hear you scream my name…”

It is the only warning I receive before he begins a relentless sensual assault, licking and sucking while he thrusts another finger deep inside me to join the first, spreading me even wider. My body accepts it, stretching and clasping around him eagerly. He flicks the tip of his tongue across my clit, offering me no quarter from his intense strokes and ardent attention.

He glides his fingers in and out, the tips dragging in exactly the right spot each time. The heat building in my core becomes almost unbearable, the tension so intense that it feels as if the explosion will destroy me.

I release a whimper of need.

“Let go, Lorelei.” He keeps moving his fingers and sucks my clit between his lips, the pulsating rhythm enough to draw another strangled groan from deep in my chest. But it doesn’t release the thing I truly need to. “You have to let go.”

All the loneliness, anger, hostility. All the hatred I’ve had for this place and Father and everything that happened here. All my fear of what’s to come. It all builds and builds and builds until I can’t contain it anymore.

Everything that’s been pent up inside me for so long explodes like a cannon blast.

Deep.

Violent.

Resonating through my entire being and every cell in my body.

It doesn’t matter that I know it will all come back, I let all those things float away in the momentary fog of sheer ecstasy enveloping me.

My orgasm cascades through me, roaring the same way the storm does outside, battering every part of me as it does the old lighthouse, making the glass and old wood tremble as my legs threaten to give out. But Ellis’ strong arm is there, holding me steady as he continues to thrust his finger inside me and suck on my clit until I finally can’t take it anymore and sag into his arms fully.

Chapter 12

Lorelei

A heavy, warm post-orgasmic haze fills my head as Ellis clings to me, his strong arm wrapped around me, holding me steady against the wall. He buries his face to my skin, breathing me in, tenderly brushing his lips across every bared inch.

He reverently makes his way up across my stomach, shifting the wet material of my shirt up as he goes. Everywhere his lips touch, goosebumps erupt, until the quivering in my legs has just as much to do with my rebuilt need as it does with my body still reeling from my previous release.

My pussy clenches, my clit throbbing as he moves higher and bunches the material above my bra. Climbing to his feet, he shoves the cups down, fully exposing my already rock-hard nipples to the chilly air.

He gently tweaks one between his fingers, and I gasp, my head dropping back on the wall as a bolt of electricity shoots straight between my legs.

“Mmm.” Ellis dips his head and grins against my skin before he sucks one of the sharp peaks between his lips.

“Fuck!” I arch toward him, my fingers digging into the back of his neck as he settles his face to my chest.

Licking.

Sucking.

Grazing his teeth over the taut peaks until the smoke of another orgasm slowly starts to build.