Summer's Night (13 page)

Chapter 21

The heavens opened up as Night pulled into her driveway, windshield wipers on full speed.

"I don't think it's going to slow down anytime soon." He leaned forward, checking out the sky.

"We'll have to make a run for it and get soaked in the process," Summer added matter-of-factly. "Good thing I've got plenty of towels."

He grabbed the cooler in one hand, noting she clutched the breakables against her chest. With a muttered oath, he jumped from the truck, slammed the door shut, and raced for her front porch, Summer right on his heels. Despite their efforts and speed, both stood dripping from head to toe, their clothing soaked to the skin from the colossal downpour.

Summer unlocked the door, stepping in, her shoes making squeaking noises on the floor. "Come on in. We'll leave our shoes and socks here. Heck, we might as well strip right here as well. Once that hardwood floor gets wet, it becomes slippery as ice."

Night's head jerked up, quickly deciding she hadn't realized the implications of her words as she busily pulled off tennis shoes that clung to wet feet. Her white socks splatted against the floor as she dropped them one by one.

Taking the practical route, he toed off first one boot then another, hanging his socks from the boots in an attempt to air dry them. His shirt followed, his skin damp despite being covered. His fingers flicked opened the buttons on his jeans with practiced ease. Just as he began to peel the clinging material from his body, Summer swung around.

"Oh. Oh, my." She stood barefoot in the entranceway, the remainder of her clothing intact, although sopping. A pink tint covered her cheeks. The words carried heartfelt reverence as if she looked upon a national monument for the very first time.

At this rate, I will match their stony hardness in moments.
His lips twitched. "You did say to strip."

Her gaze traveled over his body, pausing here and there to commit each beautiful piece to memory. "Yes… I did say that." The words whispered out almost as an afterthought.

Night shucked the jeans off, standing before her with just a pair of black silk boxers, also molded to his body, patiently letting her look all she wanted. Hell, just her rapt attention and the spark of appreciation he saw in her eyes sent his body into high gear. Even the cold rain and his chilled skin couldn't put a damper on his tightening groin.

"You should get out of those wet clothes before you catch a cold." He reached for her shirt, taking a long moment to check out the nearly see-through material. Grasping the hem, he tugged upward, pulling it over her head, and added it to the growing pile of clothing at their feet.

She stood before him in her jeans and a lacy white bra that tempted him more than he could stand. Without hesitation, he extended one hand, softly tracing his fingers over the swell of her breast, before cupping it in his hand. Noting the front clasp, he pinched it with his fingers, sucking in a breath as the fabric parted to reveal modest but perky breasts, each one topped with a rose-hued nipple standing at attention from the cold wetness.

Summer shifted her weight, but remained still beneath his touch. Her hands slid up to his chest, molding and pressing to learn his contours.

A moan slipped from his throat when he realized she mimicked his motions, each caress of her chest and breasts, she returned back to him in full, including a small rub across each sensitive nipple. He led the foray, while she demonstrated her quickness in learning. Nothing could have stoked his libido more.

His fingers glided lower, crossing a flat belly before dipping into the waistband of her soaked jeans. "We need these off," he said the words on a gasp as her hand mirrored his, only remaining on the outside of his boxers as she traced his obvious arousal.

She met his eyes briefly before completing the chore herself, shimmying her hips to help in prying the heavy denim from her lower body. They pooled at her feet before she stepped out of them, freeing her ankles from their shackling hold.

He took the opportunity to stare at her near nakedness, finding her beauty flawless. She took his breath away while fanning his desire to a level he'd never experienced before.

Once she tugged the hanging bra off and tossed it aside, she craned her head to meet his gaze. Her face crimson, she didn't attempt to cover herself, despite standing in only a scrap of pink cotton material. Still her discomfort and embarrassment called to him.

He reached out to take her hand, holding her smaller fingers snug in his. "Let's find somewhere a bit more comfortable."

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She led him to her bedroom, stepping inside as he closed the door but for a crack. Eager anticipation battled with shaky resolve. She wanted this, wanted him more than anything she'd ever wanted in the past. That held true, but didn't completely smother her anxieties. Nothing would, she supposed, until Night got down to business, kissing her worries away.

As if he read her mind, he pulled her against his body, his hands roaming over her bare back even as his lips sealed over hers, at first soothing and tentative, before turning more passionate, his tongue flicking over her lips in a bid for further exploration.

Opening wide, Summer accepted his hunger, his low growl, meeting his tongue with hers. Her hands smoothed over his flesh from shoulders to back and down, marveling at the power and strength carried on his large frame. Chiseled muscles twitched as she brushed past, clenching beneath her untutored fingers. Settling at his waist, she grew bold, reaching around to cup his rear, giving it a moderate squeeze through the silky material of his boxers.

Night moaned, breaking their kiss. "Damn, baby." His half-lidded eyes shouted sexual desire while the material of his boxers tented, leaving no question as to his readiness. As he spoke, he took her hands, placing them at the waistband of his skivvies, one eyebrow arching in blatant challenge.

Taking the hint, she carefully pulled the elastic out and down, easing it past his jutting manhood. Her eyes staring at the present she'd just unwrapped as it sprang out from between his legs, heavy and thick. Impulsively, she touched the very tip, sucking in a breath as his member jumped at her brief caress. A hint of moisture coated the area, shining in the dim light of the bedroom. His reaction intrigued her as did the momentary feel of his satiny skin. Once more she reached out, this time with more confidence as she stroked the length and back, earning a deep groan for her efforts.

"Summer. You're going to drive me insane."

She glanced at his face, noting the clenched jaws and closed eyes.
I did that to him with a simple touch.
The realization sent shivers coursing through her body, encouraging her to pursue this newfound ability.

He stayed her hand, pulling it behind her back as he leaned down, taking her nipple in his mouth, sucking lightly. Nuzzling the surrounding flesh, he nipped, before laving his tongue over the area.

Summer gasped at the multitude of sensations the affection caused. She slid the fingers of her free hand through his hair, holding his face tight against her chest, begging for more of the same.

He placed one more kiss there then scooted over to the twin, suckling away, while one hand slipped under the waistband of those small pink bikinis, easing them down inch by inch.

Belatedly, she realized his goal, allowing him to push the unnecessary item down her legs. She managed to kick them aside while Night finished paying homage to her breasts. Fire racing through her blood, she trembled under his onslaught. "I need you," she whispered breathlessly.

Night responded by scooping her up in his arms, marching the rest of the way to the bed, and laying her down in the middle of the extra large mattress. He followed, crawling across the bed on hands and knees until he reached her side. There he eased down, giving himself convenient access to her supine body. His hands took up where his mouth left off, molding and plumping each breast before sinking lower, as his mouth plundered hers, inviting her to share in his rising passion. His blue-black long hair brushed across her pale skin, accentuating the differences in not only hair color but complexions as well.

Summer felt his hand trail over her belly, only to dip down between her legs. An initial protest died quickly when his long fingers slipped a bit lower, finding the ultra-sensitive nub. She arched beneath his touch, wanting and needing more.

She didn't realize the words slipped out of her mouth until he responded.

"I'll give you more, anything that you need. Spread for me, baby. Let me in." His hand nudged her outer thigh.

Relenting under his gentle coaxing, she parted her thighs, allowing him further access to her tender core. His thumb tracked across the area once more before she felt his finger probing her opening.

She nuzzled his neck, licking the rapid pulse with the tip of her tongue while one hand raked across his chest and belly, before dipping back down to the elemental difference between male and female that so intrigued her. Her fingers lightly explored his tumescence before questing a bit farther, tenderly brushing across soft skin.

With a low groan, Night shifted to kneel over her, the muscles in his arms standing out with the effort of holding the weight of his body off hers. Readjusting, he settled on his knees, encouraging her to make more room by pushing at her thighs.

She complied, never taking her gaze off his face, literally watching him as he surveyed her vulnerable form. Her belly turned a slow somersault as he stared at her most secret place, his hand returning to the area, slowly exploring while using his first digit to penetrate inside. She felt the pressure build and ebb as she welcomed him. Deep down, she felt a contraction that sent a bolt of pleasure through the rest of her. Lifting, she offered herself up, begging for more of his touch in the only way she knew how.

He doubled his presence inside her, splaying his fingers open to rub against her damp walls. She bit her lip hard. Her heart sped and her breathing escalated to keep pace. Whatever he did to her pushed her one step higher, closer to a fulfillment she needed more than her next breath.

"Are you sure?" He watched her closely.

"Yes."

Night slipped off the bed, leaving the room for a few seconds, returning with a silver package in hand. She watched as he tore it open, pulled the condom out, and deftly rolled it on. Only then did he rejoin her on the bed, moving to cover her once more. "I need to be inside you now."

She grabbed his upper arms, tugging him close, watching as he lined up his large erection with her opening. His deep blue eyes met hers once more before he leaned down to kiss her lazily, a stark contrast to the excited passion she felt, writhing and lifting, anything to force him to join their bodies instantly before she went out of her mind with wanting.

He rubbed his tip against her, up and down, using one hand to hold her hips still.

She braced herself, grasping onto his strong arms tightly, as if she would fall off a precipice if she eased her hold.

"Easy. I won't hurt you, Yazhi." His gaze flashed back to hers.

"I know," she squeaked out in between gasps.

Night peered down at her with a hint of confusion. "Did your other lovers rush this? Hurt you?"

"What other lovers?"

He blinked, surprised. "You've never…?"

Her gaze lowered to where he pressed against her feminine core. "I've never done this before."

His breath puffed out as he remained still as stone above her.

She would swear his eyes stared into her very soul as if seeking and weighing the truth, then deciding upon his next course of action. Summer squirmed under his intensive appraisal. "Please, Night. I need you."

The words prompted him to move. With tender relentlessness, he pressed forward, easing into her.

Summer held her breath, shifting to accommodate his size. Her breath puffed out as she felt the stinging stretch of untried skin protesting. A long moment later, the sting intensified as did the pressure, before he surged forward with force. She sucked in air even as a tiny whimper escaped.

Night froze, leaning over to shower kisses over her face and shoulders, whispering praise and encouragement, even as he nibbled her earlobe.

The sharp pain receded as quickly as it appeared, leaving Summer feeling filled to the brim, but in a pleasant way. Releasing her death grip on his arms, she slid her hands down his flanks and around his back, learning the hills and valleys of her lover. A needy sigh escaped her throat.

He moved slightly inside her, ever so slowly, millimeters at a time.

Summer's eyes flew open at the brilliant sensations the tiny motions produced. "Again."

His mouth latched onto a breast, licking across her nipple, as his body pulled away from hers only to slowly return. Repeating this action, Night switched to nuzzle the opposite breast, using his teeth to worry the tender tip.

Swamped with pleasure, Summer clung to Night, her body tingling with passion. Instinctively, she raised her hips to meet his next thrust, moaning as he pressed deeper than before.

He rotated his hips, grinding against her, before dragging back over damp flesh, moving now with ease.

Her whole body began to tense as she lifted in quick counterpoint to his faster pounding, the forceful entry only hitching her growing ecstasy one step closer. She arched her back and gripped the sheets hard, holding on for some semblance of balance in a world about to explode.

Night lowered his chest to partially cover hers, bearing his weight onto one bent arm. His free hand slipped between their bodies, locating the place where they joined, then sought a bit higher, finally brushing across her exposed bundle of nerves. "Come for me. I want to see you come for me."

His thumb picked up the pace to match his deep plunges into her core.

Stars exploded in Summer's mind as she threw her head back, the tightly clenched tension releasing in a series of delicious spasms. She held her breath in excitement, haphazardly noting Night continued to move at a frantic pace before slamming in as far as he could, locking their bodies together. His growl sounded loudly in the room as he collapsed on top of her, his ragged breathing blowing over her ear.