In the Dark (5 page)

**Kelly**

I can’t look at him. I can’t believe Rick is actually going to make love to me. Closing my eyes, I wait for him. I hear the rip of the condom packet, and my breathing accelerates. Then, he touches me. He trails a finger over my mound, down my lips, and I moan as my body quivers.

“Are you ready, Kelly?” he asks in a low voice.

“Yes!”

With a smirk, he slips his finger inside me. “Yes, you are. So ready.”

“Now, Rick!” I plead.

“Slow down, Kelly.”

He moves his finger slowly, in and out, his thumb pressing on my clit. He’s driving me crazy. How can I want him to continue this pace, and speed up at the same time?

“Rick…”

“Open your eyes.” When I do, it’s his face I see. Eyes, a darker blue, stare down at me. “How long has it been?”

How does he expect me to talk when his fingers are rendering me senseless?

“Mm…umm…a year.”
Not since I saw you.

“Jesus!” he exclaims in wonder.

I groan in disappointment when he pulls his finger out of me, gliding it down my stomach, leaving a wet trail. With his tongue, he follows that trail, licking up my juices. My stomach muscles jump and I grab a handful of his hair. Moving to my hip, he drops a gentle kiss on my tattoo. He then makes his way south, and I can already feel the tingling of my orgasm. It’s been way too long; too long since a man has touched me anyway. Rick falls to his knees and lowers his head.

“I bet you taste as good as you look.”

All it takes is one strategically placed lick on my clit and I’m gone. “Oh, God!”

As soon as I start to spasm, he stands, and is inside me with one fluid stroke.

“Rick!”

Opening my eyes, I think I actually see fireworks...fireworks against the backdrop of the Aurora Borealis.

**Rick**

Fuck! I stand still, marveling in the feeling of her muscles contracting around me. When she opened her eyes and I saw the sheer awe within them, I wondered how I’ve survived this long without seeing that look in a woman’s eyes. Sure, I’ve seen lust, satisfaction, even exhaustion, but the way she looked at me made me feel as if I’d just solved all the problems of the world. I stare back at her, absolutely lost in her eyes. She raises her hips off the bed and I snap out of my daze. Wrapping my hands around her thighs, I start to move slowly. She’s so tight. I don’t know how the hell she’s gone a whole year without sex. A part of me is glad. I am, after all, reaping the benefits right now.

“Rick McAllister, stop treating me like I’m some delicate flower,” she demands, tightening her legs around me.

I freeze, staring at her in disbelief. Where did the shy, nervous Kelly disappear to?

**Kelly**

“I know what you’re doing and I appreciate it but…don’t. I…I want to be sore in the morning.”
So I know this isn’t a dream.

“Are you sure?” he asks.

“Positive.”

I watch the muscles in his jaw work before he pulls out of me.

“Turn around.”

I flip over onto my stomach and position myself on my hands and knees. He grabs my hips, and pulls me toward him, making me growl in anticipation. When he slides inside me once more, I moan and sit low, leaning forward on my elbows. I rock my hips, trying to accommodate him as he stretches me. He pulls almost all the way out, and then slams into me.

“Aah!”
Fuck, that hurt!

“Kelly?” He freezes, concern in his voice.

“No, don’t stop!”

His fingers dig into my hips as he gives me what I so desperately crave. As he pounds into me mercilessly, I think I might explode from the pleasure.

“Yes, just like that!”

His hand leaves my hip and slides up my back, my skin tingling in its wake.

“Up, Kelly,” he commands.

I shift my position, getting on all fours, throwing my head back. As he begins to move, he wraps my ponytail around his hand, and gives it a sharp tug while his other hand squeezes my ass cheek.

“Oh, God, Rick. Yes!” I scream as he smacks my ass.

Slowing down, he leans forward to pinch my nipple. I use the opportunity to rotate my hips against him.

“Your pussy feels amazing, Kelly,” he mumbles as he nibbles on the skin of my back.

Oh, shit!
“Fuck me, Rick,” I moan.

“Patience!” He delivers a stinging slap to my ass and I cry out.

He matches my rhythm, rotating his own hips as he reaches around to stroke my clit. His finger circles the aching flesh, driving me crazy. I whimper, wildly grinding my hips. He moves at a dizzying pace, hurling me into a state of pure ecstasy.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come!”

That’s when he resumes his earlier pace, drilling into me until I stop shaking. With one final, deep thrust, he goes still.

I rest my cheek on the bed and try to catch my breath. Vaguely, I hear his ragged breathing over the thundering of my heart. When he pulls out of me, and heads to the bathroom, I collapse on the bed. On his return, he climbs in next to me, lying on his side with his hand cradling his head. The most beautiful smile graces his lips. I’d give anything to know what’s in that magnificent mind of his.

**Rick**

“What?” she asks, her brows furrowed in confusion.

“You are not what I expected, Kelly Black.”

“What do you mean?”

“You seem so shy and reserved. You were none of those things just now.”

She moves over and nuzzles my chest. Involuntarily, I wrap my arm around her.
Strange. When have I ever cuddled?
I shift onto my back and she places her head on my chest.

“The truth is, I’ve never been like that. I don’t know what you did to me.”

I chuckle. “Just know I plan on doing it again. Over and over…”

She quivers in my arms. I love the effect I have on her. She’s also having quite an effect on me. Her warm breath against my skin is enough to stir my cock again. The memory of her tight, wet pussy does the rest.

“Not that I mind but why haven’t you had sex in a year?”

She shrugs. “Since my ex and I broke up, I just haven’t dated.”

I push her gently back onto the bed and resume my previous position on my elbow. The man must have been insane to leave her. Slowly, I trail my finger up her inner thigh.

“What man in his right mind…” I circle her clit, “would give
this
up?” She whimpers. Leaning down, I whisper in her ear, “I love those little sounds you make.”

I want to go slow this time, savor every inch of her delectable body.

“Rick…”

She moans when I flick my tongue against her ear. I love the way she says my name, too – like a prayer. As my tongue slithers into her ear, I slide a finger inside her. Fuck, she’s tight. I work another finger in, feeling her juices dripping down my knuckles. As I kiss my way across her cheek, I pump them in and out, making her shiver under me. Moving down her neck, I make small circles with my tongue. She squirms, moaning her pleasure. When I begin sucking at the base of her throat, she grinds on my fingers, and I work them faster. I kiss my way across her shoulder and down to her breast, where I latch on to her nipple and suck hungrily. Her body is a man’s fantasy playground and I intend to enjoy every last inch of it.

**Kelly**

I don’t know how to handle the pleasure I’m feeling. It was never like this with Devin, my ex. Since he’s the only one I’ve ever been with, he’s the only comparison I can make. Rick seems so in-tune with my body. He knows just where and how to touch.

He moans as his lips move eagerly across my breasts, licking, sucking, and biting. I cry out, fisting my hand in his hair. I love to have my breasts played with and can come from that alone. Thank God Rick seems like a breast man. His fingers inside me move at a different angle, impossibly intensifying my pleasure. I have to bite my lip to keep from screaming.

“Your body was made to be worshipped,” he mumbles.

“Oh, Rick…”

With each word, each touch, I fall a little more in love with him. No matter what anyone says, I know he’s
the
one
; my happily ever after. He’s my forever. Slowly, he makes his way down my stomach. Falling to his knees, he snakes his arms around my thighs, and pulls me to the edge of the bed.

“And now, I bow at your feet.”

No sooner had the words escaped his lips, than those very lips kiss me where I ache for him. His tongue circles my clit and I cry out. All thoughts flee my mind, leaving a shell of a body, reacting to the expert caresses of his tongue. When he starts sucking on my clit, my hips struggle against his firm grip. He swirls around my lips and slips his finger inside me again. I bury my hand in his hair when he inserts a second digit. He angles them up, hitting my top wall, while his tongue continues its maddening dance.

“Yes, yes! Right there!”

He increases the pace.

“Rick…
fuck
!” I cry out as I climax, the force of it almost sending me to the floor. I would have ended up there, too if he hadn’t held on to me. When I open my eyes, he’s rolling on a condom.

“My turn,” I tell him, pulling him down on the bed. Straddling him, I guide him inside me, drawing a sharp breath as he fills me completely. He stares up at me with a satisfied smirk.  

“What?” I ask.

His smirk turns into a smile. “Nothing.”

“Okay, McAllister, you can dish it out. Let’s see if you can take it.”

**Rick**

I gaze up at her, her golden eyes blazing, hair in disarray. She’s never looked more beautiful. When she starts to move, I grab her hips, watching her glorious breasts as they jiggle. She leans forward and I curve my hands around her ass. What a magnificent ass it is. I smack it, and watch as her face lights up. She lets out a sexy growl, and leans closer to kiss me. As my tongue plays with hers, she whimpers. Breaking away, she kisses my neck, moving from side to side, and swirling her tongue.

“Kelly…” I groan.

At the sound of her name, she moans and intensifies her movements. I’ve never considered my neck to be erogenous but maybe all the other women just didn’t do it right.
This
woman is driving me crazy. The sounds she’s making are enough to make any man go wild, and they become louder as she moves faster. Her pussy begins to contract, squeezing the hell out of my cock.

“Fuck!” I sink my fingers into her hips, meeting her thrusts.

“Rick!” She grabs at my chest and goes still. I feel it again – the wonderful clench and release of her orgasm. As her body quivers, I know I won’t be able to hold out much longer. I give in, pulling her down, and going as deep inside her as I can. I come with a growl, shuddering under her. Fuck. Now I finally understand what the term ‘toe-curling sex’ means.

She smiles, then lays her head on my chest. She seems comfortable in this position, so I allow it, wrapping my arms around her tiny frame.
Again with the cuddling.

“Are you ready to eat now?”

“Miss Black…you have quite a voracious appetite. I’m willing to oblige –”

“The food Rick!” She giggles, and the sound tickles my ears. “Although…we can always get back to that later.”

“It would be my pleasure.”

“Very well. Wait right here, Mr. McAllister.”

I grab at her when she pulls away, and she giggles again. I like the sound of it. When she slips on her robe, I groan in disapproval. Why cover up all that perfection?

“Hurry back,” I tell her as I head to the bathroom to dispose of the condom.

I frown as soon as the words leave my lips. I don’t understand this attachment I’m feeling toward her. What I don’t understand even more is how effortless it all seems. With any other woman, I’d already be out the door. Instead, I’m climbing back into her bed, anxiously awaiting her return.

“Something wrong?” she asks from the doorway, worry creasing her brow.

“No. Not at all.”

She moves forward tentatively, chewing on her lip.

“If you…want to go…I understand.”

Fuck. Am I that obvious? I fix a smile on my face. “Are you kicking me out?”

“No…I just…never mind.”

She hands me the bag with the food, and places the champagne on the nightstand.

“It’s all probably cold by now,” she remarks.

“That’s what happens when
someone
decides to wear fuck me shorts.”

She giggles as I hand her a box.

“Yes, but
someone
could have exercised some self-control.”

“Trust me, beautiful. Any man in my position would have done the same.”

She smiles, biting into her bottom lip, and lowering her head to hide her blush. And just like that I want her again. She’s so effortlessly sexy.

“I got Thai. Is that okay?” I ask.

“
Love
it. You wouldn’t happen to have some sticky rice in there, would you?”

“I don’t know…let’s see.” I put on a production of searching the bag, before pulling out the container with the dessert. Her face lights up with child-like happiness. “I got you sesame beef…cashew chicken for me.”

“Thank you.”

I watch her as she eats. She seems…content. That’s the only word I can find to describe it. It’s strange but I feel a sense of accomplishment that I played a part in that contentment. She looks over at me, smiling with a full mouth.

“You really were starving.”

“I need sustenance to keep up with you,” she replies.

“I like the sound of that.”

“Wanna try my beef?”

“I think that’s my line.”

She throws her head back and laughs. “Did that.”

“And?” I prod.

“And…more please.”

“Just give me a few minutes.”