Just A Step Away (Closer) (8 page)

             
Oh, God!

             
The words flew from his mouth in a rapid blur, and before I could get even a syllable out, his mouth covered mine. The kiss was punishing. It sizzled and burned. It drilled deep into me and I hungered for it. My body once again succumbed to him. I let the walls crumble down around me, the ones that I’d been holding up, protecting me. One by one they shattered into tiny shards. It was a freeing feeling.

             
I slid my hands up Lucas’ rock hard abs to his chest. My palms slithered up either side of his neck, and for a moment I felt a little naughty when I felt his chest rumble against mine. I worked my fingers into the tiny hairs on the nape of his neck and pulled.

             
“
Fuck
, baby.”

             
His words fueled my actions, and I pulled his hair again.
Hard
.

             
“If you keep doing that…”

             
“What are you going to do about it, Lucas?” I was testing him.

             
Something in my words made him snap and I saw it in his expression. The look in his eyes was deadly, savage. It thrilled me and scared me all at the same time. In that moment I realized how bad I wanted him, all of him, and it was time that I started admitting it, not only to myself, but to him as well.

He brought one of his palms off from the wall, wound it around the back of my neck, and rested it there as he kneaded my flesh.

             
“What did you just call me?”

             
“I said your name,” I answered confidently.

             
“Say it again.”

             
“Why?”

             
“Because I fucking told you to.” Lucas’ eyes bore down onto me. “Please. Just say it.”

             
I straightened my back the best I could but my equilibrium was off.

             
“Lucas,” I said in a small, drawn out, breathy voice. “Is that what you want to hear...
Lucas
?”

             
I stood there panting, waiting for his response, but all he did was glare at me. He was thinking hard, and I worried that I had perhaps misinterpreted, or had taken it too far. When I opened my mouth to speak, he brought his finger up to lightly touch my lips. And the next words out of his mouth nearly sent me to the floor.

             
“Lanie, I want to you listen to me. And I want you to understand every word I’m about to say. Okay?”

             
I nodded, and the anticipation killed me. He was so damn fine. I needed him to touch me, kiss me again, something, anything.

             
Gripping my wrists, he brought them above my head, holding them against the wall.  Leaning in slowly, he licked the shell of my ear before whispering in a tight, rough voice, "I'm going to make love to you, Lanie. I'm not your first, but I will be the last.”

Chapter 11

~Lucas~

“When I make love to you, Lanie, I want you to feel every inch of me buried deep inside of you, loving you, worshiping your body.” The words tumbled from his lips like warm molasses. As she swiped her tongue across her bottom lip I knew that was all the confirmation I needed. “You ready, baby?”

I regarded the woman in front of me. I had half expected her to run from me but she didn’t. She was there, standing in front of me, waiting, willing. My first instinct was raw, animalistic. I wanted her like nothing I’d ever wanted before.

I inhaled deeply and released her hands from against the wall, letting her arms fall to her sides. Slowly, I brought my palms up to each side of her face and laced my fingers through her hair. I leaned in and pressed my forehead lightly against her own, looking directly into her eyes.

“I’ve never wanted anyone more in my entire life than I do when I’m with you. You are it for me, Lanie. You and me. Always.”

She was about to speak but I didn’t give her a chance. The kiss burned, suffocated. It was feral and needy. And I fucking reveled in the way she moaned and tugged at the hair at the nape of my neck, sending chills down my spine.

I pressed myself further against her body. The need to be closer to her stabbed away at me. I couldn’t get close enough. The strain against the seam of my jeans was increasingly obvious as my cock pulsated and twitched. I took her mouth against mine, kissing her with every ounce of desire that ran through my veins.

My head was spinning when I pulled away from her. Our breathing was erratic and heavy, both of us trying to catch a fraction of a breath. Lanie’s chest rose and fell hard with each breath she took. When she slid her hands down my biceps, I fucking melted into her touch.

“Please,” she said, shifting her eyes toward the ground.

“What, baby? What do you want?” I trailed my fingertips down the side of her face. “Tell me.”

She closed her eyes, breathing hard through her nose

“Tell me, Lanie.”

When she opened her beautiful brown eyes and looked up at me, I almost lost it. My cocked pressed painfully against my zipper. I needed a release. I wanted that release, I could taste it. But I wanted this experience to be perfect for the both of us.

“Please, baby, I need to hear you say it.”

She squeezed my arms with her small fingers, just enough to let me know that she was right there with me. And when the next words flew from her perfect mouth, I got lost in them. “Make love to me…here, Lucas. Right here.”

I kissed her again, bringing my hands swiftly down her sides and around to her ass. I pulled her up off of the ground and wrapped my arms around her waist. Everything was a blur as I quickly walked us from one side of the barn to the other, kissing and touching, finding an empty stall with afresh pile of straw.

She continued to pull at my hair and it drove me utterly insane with lust. Our movements were erratic, chaotic, and as soon as we entered the stall Lanie’s back crashed against the wall as I once again pressed my weight against her. I could feel her heart beat through her thin robe, pounding in unison with my own. Without words, I knew that she wanted me as much as I wanted her.

Through a thick fog of lust, I managed to turn her around in my arms. I fell to my knees in the soft bed of straw and laid her down against it.

Lanie had always been gorgeous in my eyes but nothing compared to the way she looked now: vulnerable, yet wanton. Her thin silk robe came mid-thigh and showed off the milky skin of her thigh. I had to clench my jaw repeatedly at the thought of sucking on the skin between her legs. My cock throbbed and ached, and before I could think, she brought her hand up and rubbed me through my jeans.

“Fuck
,” I muttered through clenched teeth.

As she continued her ministrations, I regained my focus and started from her feet, sliding my palms up her calves. My fingertips dug into her deliciously soft skin as they continued traveling toward her thighs. Leaning in, I traced the path of my fingertips with my nose, inhaling deeply. She smelled of vanilla and arousal. I drew in a deep breath and savored her scent.

My mind went in fifty different directions as the thought of her wet for me, because of me, seeped through my senses. I couldn’t help myself and ran my tongue up the length of her thigh, causing Lanie to release me from her palm. Not that I cared. All I wanted was to please her, show her how much she meant to me, how much I loved her.

I kissed my way up her thigh, sliding a hand up her other leg. A shudder rocked through Lanie’s body and I smiled into her skin. When I reached the apex between her legs, I ran my nose up the center of her lace panties. Again, I breathed in deeply through my nose, felt my cock harden even further.

Ever so slowly, I dragged my tongue down the center of her lace covered pussy and watched as she trembled. Snaking one of my hands up her body, I began kneading her breast, lightly pulling on a hard nipple. I parted my lips and brought my mouth down on her. She was so fucking wet. I could smell her heady scent on the tip of my nose. I parted my lips and brought them down onto her glistening bare skin, sucking the lacy fabric into my mouth. The taste of her on my tongue sent by body into overdrive.

I inhaled hard so that I knew she could hear me. “You smell so fucking good.”

“You’re such a tease,” she said, breathlessly, lacing her fingers through my hair. “And here I thought you’d turn me inside out.”

A low chuckle escaped my lips. “Oh, baby, you have no idea.”

Looking up at her through my lashes, I slowly ran my tongue across the center of her panties once again. She gave me throaty moan as her knees jerked closed, knocking gently against my ears. Her back arched off the bed of straw when I bit down against the top of her pussy.

The last of my coherent thoughts vanished when I watched her bring her hand up to the side of her face, trailing her fingertips down her cheek, to her lips. She ran a finger slowly across the tip of her tongue and it was all I could do not to suck that finger into my own damn mouth.

I kissed my way further up her body until I reached her breasts. Bringing my hand up, I ran a finger down the center of her chest, causing her breath to hitch in her throat. “Touch me, Lucas.”

Teasing myself with the exposed sliver of skin on display, I fingered the silky material of her robe. My heart hammered in my chest as I pulled the material away from her body, effectively exposing one soft breast and then the other.

She let out a soft gasp. “Touch me.”

I bent my head down and sucked one of her taut nipples into my mouth while grasping the other in my hand. I flicked her small nub with the tip of my tongue, then I captured it between my teeth. Lanie’s back once again arched, and I bit down harder.

“More
.”

I did as she demanded, moving back down her body. Pressing my mouth down over her, I ran the entire width of my tongue over her wet pussy.

“Oh
, fuck!”

Every ounce of me was beyond ready to make love to her, and the urge to touch her, feel her wetness on my fingers, overwhelmed me. I slid one of my palms down her side and over her belly, trailing my fingertips up over her lace covered mound until they reached her hot center.

A little bit of pressure to her clit through the thin cloth had Lanie arching into my hand.

“So, so good. Lucas,
more.
”

I smiled into the skin of her belly, knowing she couldn’t see me since she had her eyes closed. “Please don’t stop, Lucas.”

Something in her tone when she spoke my name caused my body to fire off on all cylinders.

“Tell me how good does it feel, baby?” I moved her panties to the side and was instantly welcomed with her sweet, slick folds. I dipped my finger inside of her warm pussy and almost lost it. “How good, Lanie?”

Her breathing was labored, choppy. “So fucking good.”

I dipped another finger inside of her, pushing deeper this time, and she bucked her hips against me. Everything about her amazed me. And this was no exception. From her sweet, soft moans, to the way she wound her fingers through my hair, I loved every minute of it, and I wasn’t relenting until I felt her cum on my fingers.

She was hot and wide open for me and I could tell that she wanted more as she writhed against my hand. “That’s it, baby, fuck my fingers.”

“Oh shit, Lucas, harder!”

My hand moved on its own accord, pushing and pulling, twisting and pumping. I curled my fingers upward and knew this would cause her to come undone as I pressed repeatedly against her G-Spot.

“Give it to me, Lanie.” God, I wanted all of her. “Let me feel you.”

I slowly traced my tongue around her belly button and watched her shudder. I had never given so much attention to another woman intimately before, but with her something in me shifted. I wanted to please her, show her how good I could make her feel, how badly I wanted her. So I let my mouth take over, kissing her belly, nipping small bits of skin. I pushed my finger in deeper. “I’m going to eat your pussy, Lanie. I’m going to suck that juicy clit into my mouth until you come all over my face.”

“Oh my god,
yes
.” Her words came out in a breathy wave as she fisted the straw beneath us. “
Please
.”

Pumping my fingers faster, I slammed harder against her G-Spot, willing the words from her pretty little lips. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want…your…” Her head lolled to the side as I continued to fuck her with my fingers. “…mouth on me. Now.”

Moving down her body, I flattened my tongue and ran it across her milky skin. She tasted so damn good. I kissed my way down her legs, my fingers still moving inside of her.

“Oh…oh, god! Lucas, please, please I need you.”

“I need you too, baby.” I traced my tongue up from her heel and deliberately licked my way up the underside of her foot. Sucking in a breath, I watched as she gently rubbed her pussy. “That’s it, baby girl, play with yourself for me.
Fuck
, you are so goddamn beautiful.”

There was no more waiting when her back began to arch off the ground. An overwhelming need washed over me. I needed to be buried deep inside of her.

I got to my knees, gripping one of her ankles, resting it on my shoulder. Grasping my hard cock, I took a breath and nearly came when I pushed inside of her.

“Yes!”

Afraid that I would come too soon, I tried not to concentrate on the moans that dripped from her lips, or the little gasps of air she sucked in as I pumped faster. Her slick walls clamped down around me, and I knew that she was about to come. She was so wet, so goddamned wet. I let myself get lost in the sensations, closed my eyes, and let every ounce of desire take over.

“I’m close, Lucas. I’m so, so close”

So was I. My balls tightened, and a slow burn wound itself inside me until it hit a pinnacle point, unwinding down to the tips of my toes. Heat shot down through my legs, reaching my toes. I lifted her ankle up on my shoulder and brought my thumb down onto her clit. I wanted us to come together. I needed to feel her walls milk my cock as I came with force inside of her.

“I’m coming!”

The both of us falling over the edge together was the most fuck hot thing I had ever witnessed, and probably ever will.