Page 20 of That One Night


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I shut him up with a kiss. One that left my toes curling in my shoes and my hands buried in his shaggy hair. Lucas responded with that low, deep growl that nearly drove me crazy as he fisted the back of my shirt in his hands. Happy for the first time in years, I surrendered to him. As his hungry mouth devoured mine, I forgot all about the current state of my life and just let myself be in that moment with him.

The sound of several people talking had him suddenly pulling me behind a thick, towering hydrangea bush. Once he was confident that we were out of sight, Lucas’s mouth found mine again. Time ceased to exist as we kissed, hungry lips sucking, biting, and caressing each other. Us exploring each other’s bodies after being separated for far too long. My body sizzled like a Fourth of July sparkler when his long-fingered hand slipped under my shirt and camisole to touch the burning skin underneath it.

“Come to my room,” he said as his fingers stroked their way up the plane of my stomach before they came to rest on the sensitive skin just under my breast. The feel of him left my nipples aching as they pebbled and yearned to be consumed by his hot, wet tongue. I moaned in response, unable to form words due to the passionate fires he so easily stoked within me.

Minutes later, we were in the elevator heading up to his room, making out like teenagers. Twenty more minutes after that, we were on his bed, naked, our bodies on the verge of being joined together once again.

Our exploration of one another continued until Lucas pulled his mouth from mine and slowly kissed his way down my neck, my chest, and down my stomach until he stopped abruptly just over the apex of my thighs.

“I’ve ached for this since the last time we were together. You’re the only woman that I’ve ever done this to,” he breathed, his fingers stroking my lips as if he were caressing the finest silk. “I’ve got to taste you, Ariel.”

Without anything further, Lucas wrapped his hands around my thighs and pulled them apart so that I was bare and open to the world. With a gentle ”Mmmm″, he dipped his head down and licked the length of my slit, starting from the bottom and slowly dragging his tongue towards the top. Another satisfied groan left him as he licked me again, only to stop at the bundle of nerves that lay buried between my folds.

“If memory serves,” he said suddenly, pulling away just so that I could see the sheen of my desire coating the lower half of his face. “You love it when I do this.” He smiled wickedly before placing his mouth on my clit and sucking so hard that I saw stars. Lucas pushed me further by slipping a finger inside of me and moving with a rhythm that left my body pleading for him to give me my release.

“Not yet, my angel,” he answered, his words muffled by my body. Lucas wickedly picked up the pace of the two fingers that he now slid in and out, first fast and then slow before picking up speed again. His teasing strokes left me bucking against him, aching for him to seat himself deep within me. Another flick of his tongue made me moan. Each moan was a plea for him to put me out of my misery and end the sweet torture he was slowly killing me with.

Then, just when I didn’t think I could take any more, he slid his thumb over my swollen, sensitive clit, circling it with just the right amount of pressure.

My body exploded in orgasm as Lucas’s expert fingers and tongue didn’t cease in their torture.

“Lucas!” I screamed his name as I grabbed handfuls of his silky hair and pulled his mouth tighter against me. “Lucas! Don’t stop!” I kept screaming through each wave of my climax. My inner walls squeezed his fingers as I came. Lucas laughed softly as he slowed his rhythm, but surprised me as he bent those delicious fingers just so that they massaged my G spot and I came again, harder than before.

Slowly, I sank down from my high, my body sated and still fluttering from the most intense orgasm that I’d ever experienced. Happy, I pulled him up to see the delight shining in his eyes. Only he could leave me satisfied, but still craving him all the more.

“I dream about this every night,” Lucas whispered as his large hand moved up and cupped my breast. His long thumb flicked against the sensitive pink bud before he captured it with his mouth. My sex ached and throbbed as his tongue swirled around my areola. The fist that wasn’t buried in his hair gripped the sheets as he drew my nipple further into his mouth, sucking and pulling so hard that the line between pleasure and pain blurred blissfully.

“Me too,” I managed to say a second later between a mixture of heavy pants and breathless gasps.

“I dream about you when I’m at work.” He raised up, returning his attention to mouth, diving his tongue inside its soft cavern to tease mine while the tip of his manhood rested against my seam. “When I’m in the shower. When I’m driving into the office. At the Giants game. During coffee with my brother. Even when I’m at dinner at my dad’s. Everywhere, Ariel. I carry you with me everywhere I go.”

I growled as I listened to him speak his sweet words. Words that were the gasoline thrown on the fire of my desire for him.

“Lucas…” I barely managed to speak as the air rushed out of my lungs. “I can’t wait. I need to feel you inside of me.” I begged. “It’s been too long. I need—”

Lucas swallowed my words as his mouth crashed against mine. Seconds later, I felt him reach down between us and take himself in hand.

“I’m clean,” he said softly, his eyes bright with the deepest love. “I haven’t been with Vanessa in months and my doctor tested me during my last appointment just over a month ago.”

“I haven’t been with anyone since you,” I admitted, feeling my cheeks burn with embarrassment.

“Really?” His eyebrows nearly touched his hairline. “There’s been no one else?”

I shook my head. “No one. I couldn’t... I couldn’t imagine being with anyone else. You’re it for me, Lucas. You’re the only man that I want to share my body with.”

Lucas kissed me briefly but thoroughly, before pulling back to speak again.

“Are you on birth control?” He asked simply. “I don’t want anything between us. I want to take you bare, but if you’re not okay with that, I brought condoms with me. They’re in the back pocket of my pants if that’s what you’d prefer.”

“I am because my cycle is still out of whack. And I don’t want anything standing between us either. I want to feel you, Lucas. Without a barrier. Your skin against mine.”

“My beautiful Ariella…”

Our eyes locked as he slowly slid into me, every inch both a pleasure and a torment. I gasped once he was fully seated.

“Are you okay?” he asked, suddenly concerned as I savored the pressure of him filling the emptiness that only he could fill. My eyes rolled back as I bit my lip and felt how tightly he fit inside of me. Just like before, our bodies melded perfectly together, as if we were handcrafted for one another.

“I’m more than okay,” I sighed as I thrust myself against him. “And don’t be gentle. I’ve waited too long for this for you to go slow.”

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