Hot Pursuit - Denise A. Agnew [34]
He turned to look at her. “Hey, what are you doing up?”
“You were gone. Is anything wrong?”
“Just a blizzard. Doesn’t look like I’m going any where soon.” He slipped his arm around her waist.
“Did you plan to?” She leaned her head against his strong shoulder.
“Nope.” He nuzzled the side of her neck and sent sweet shivers racing over her body. “I’m not finished with you yet.”
She couldn’t help but frown. “When will you be finished with me?”
His head jerked up, and he stared at her. “You’re convinced I’m going to leave you in the dust, aren’t you?”
She swallowed, her throat aching. “Old habits die hard. Mine, that is. I’m learning to trust again.”
“Come on. Let’s go to bed and talk.”
As he slung his arm around her shoulders and led her back to bed, she snuggled into his warmth. He was so big and strong she couldn’t help but respond on a purely female level.
“Talk?” she asked.
“With our hands. Our lips. Any way you want.”
She giggled, not minding if she sounded like a schoolgirl.
When they’d snuggled back into bed, his body cocooned behind her, she sighed. “Talk.”
“You first.”
“I should try and go to the studio today and work.”
“No way. I’m not letting you go. Too dangerous out there. Besides, I checked the weather and the report says things are going to get worse today. I think we’re stuck in here for another day. Nothing to do but have sex.”
She shivered as he caressed her stomach and teased her ear with his tongue. She moaned as sweet tingles penetrated between her legs.
“Like that?” he asked.
“Oh, yes.”
“What about this?” He traced a circle around one nipple, then plucked gently.
She wriggled, breathless as he found her clit. He tapped it softly and she gasped.
“I hope you have enough condoms because I plan to fuck you all day. I want you naked all the time so I can simply lie you down and make love to you anytime I want.”
“That’s pretty primitive.”
“Yeah, but it’s how I feel about you. You do things to me I can’t explain. You’re like…” His voice softened, went husky and deep with thick passion. “A part of me I didn’t know was missing. I want to get inside of you and stay there.”
His primal confession sent her libido into hard-core life. She moved in his arms as he touched her. There. Everywhere until her body couldn’t take it anymore. With silken strokes, he measured her thigh, a firm touch, now a feather-light touch, until his magic removed all thoughts of anything but him.
She gasped. “Wait. Condom.”
He complied, and within seconds he lifted her leg and entered deep. Her pussy clenched him, held him inside, caressing with strong pulses, her body ready to explode with heady orgasm. Yet he didn’t let her finish that easy. One stroke. Two. A pumping action that caressed her inner core until the slick friction vibrated along her skin. Wet. Hot. Incredible passion. She moaned continuously, unable to resist Vic’s relentless thrusts. Seconds later, he touched her so far inside she shook, shuddered, and everything came apart. She screamed, shuddering as he held her close, pounded and pounded and fucked her so hard he couldn’t keep it together. The way her flesh quaked around his cock set him off. He came apart like a firecracker. His world dissolved, and when he returned to earth he still held her in his arms.
Lying in Vic’s arms, tucked under the covers, Lucy heard powerful winds driving the blizzard outside. So much for going into work. The blinds kept sun from entering the room, and only the dimmer showed faint rays of light. With the snowstorm howling like a beast in a horror movie, there wouldn’t be that much light anyway. Better to stay here, wrapped