Sunshine After The Rain

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Propped on top of the kitchen counter, Sophie watched as Lucas dug into his freezer and came out with a bag of peas. He hadn't spoken a word since she'd walked into his house for the second time that day. Hadn't said a word when he placed the bag of peas on her hand. Hadn't said a word when he was close enough for her to hear his erratic heartbeat.

"I'm in love with you, Lucas," Sophie told him. "There's no guessing about it. I haven't even kissed you yet, and-"

Warm lips reached her own, cutting Sophie off mid-sentence. The bag fell from her hand as she draped her arms around his neck and drew him closer until his body stood firm between her legs. Lucas deepened the kiss, causing shivers to run up her spine. Every movement of his lips played with her heart, making it call out for more.

More was exactly what he gave her. From his lips, to his hot breaths, to his grip on her body. Sophie reached between their bodies and worked at the button of his pants, then his zipper, allowing his erection to spring free when she tugged both layers of fabric down.

Lucas pulled down Sophie's underwear and dropped them to the floor before lifting her off the counter. Her legs wrapped around his enormous frame as he carried her, only to feel her back hit the nearest vacant wall.

"I thought I was supposed to get in your bed."

"Too damn far," Lucas muttered before his mouth shifted to her neck.

Sophie felt his erection slide between her folds, up to the spot that sent a second wave of shivers up her spine. Her fingers combed through his wavy black hair and it was just as she imagined.

Lucas' erection continued to move against her at a consistent pace, and he sucked in a long breath. "I'm so fucking desperate for you, Sophie. You've got no damn clue. You've been on my mind every single day since I met you. And every day, I tell myself you're off limits. I'm done talking myself out of this shit." Then he nibbled her bottom lip before dominating her mouth.

The kiss was wet, fiery, and boiled over with every ounce of lust they'd tried to repress. Teeth skimmed, tongues battled, and Sophie felt her body taken over by another entity; one far more daring than herself.

"I need you to fuck me, Lucas," Sophie pleaded.

Sophie had been made love to, and she'd had sex, but she'd never been thoroughly and utterly fucked before. She wanted her brain to turn to mush and lose all mobility from the waist down. She wanted to forget her own name.

Lucas barred his teeth as he smashed into her, every inch of her insides filled, her back pressed hard against the wall and causing the wind to knock out of her. He was looking her dead in the eye with every hard thrust. The shirt he wore twisted in her hands as she attempted to pull him closer and erase a distance that didn't exist.

Sophie's eyes drifted from his own when she noticed the mirror placed behind them. The face staring back at her didn't look like her own. This woman's cheeks flushed, a 'fuck me' expression painted across her face with her nails digging into the man's back through the fabric he wore.

The man facing away from her wasn't the gentle giant she knew, loved and missed these last two months. This was a man who was pounding into the woman in the mirror, unapologetically greedy and taking everything he wanted and leaving nothing but scraps of her former self in his wake.

This was what staying away from love and desire turned you into; two desperate strangers in a mirror giving in to their most secret desire.

Lucas hips twisted, causing him to rub against the sensitive area and bringing her moments away from orgasm. "Right there."

He did it again and again until Sophie's body spasmed in his grasp and she screamed out. His movements slowed as she came back down from heaven, then held onto her and pulled her away from the wall.

Sophie expected him to carry her somewhere. Instead, he held her small body against his chest, and railed into her, causing her nails to dig deeper into his skin and her teeth nipped his neck as she held on for dear life.

She'd only every had sex with one man, and it was nothing like this.

This was passion.

This was need.

This was bordering on barbaric.

What Sophie was experiencing now was beyond sex. It was more like two meteors colliding into one another, causing her to shatter into a thousand jagged pieces and float aimlessly through the universe.

And she did shatter. Sophie's orgasm felt more like a series. An energy shot through her entire body, leaving her mind and body splintered and useless. The sound of her voice crying out was foreign; unrecognizable. His arms were the only thing holding her together.

After the last thrust, Lucas just held her against him, his heated breath blowing against her now tangled hair.