“The fuck we aren’t. Now lock the goddamn door,” he roared like some badass king of the jungle. “Fuck it. I’ll do it myself.” He threw me over his shoulder, slapped my ass hard, and I yelped.
“Jesus Christ woman, you are always trying my patience.” He locked the deadbolt and barreled down the hallway to my room.
“Yeah, well, back at you, you, big ass brute!”
Storm tossed me onto the bed like a sack of potatoes. My back hit the mattress, and he was on me before I could react to the sudden impact. He was completely naked.
How did I not notice his lack of clothing after he flung me around like a Raggedy Ann doll?
Not only was he buck naked, but he was sporting the most enormous erection I’d ever felt against my pelvis. I didn’t need to see it. I felt his thick, hard-as-stone length.
My mouth watered, clit throbbing as Storm sucked on my neck and pawed at my body.
“Storm…” I breathed out his name. “I… What… Jesus…” I clenched my pussy as his hand brushed along my inner thigh, unbelievably lightly up, up, up until it slipped under my dress.
“Dammit, Madeline,” he growled, biting the tender skin below my ear. “From the moment I saw you singing to this moment, you have riled up my emotions, driving me crazy and fuckin’ turning me on. No other woman has ever done anything like it before. I won’t fuckin’ cheat on you.” He lifted his head and stared straight into my eyes. “Do you hear me, woman? I would never cheat on you.”
“I…” Did he mean it? Or was he paying me lip service? Telling me what I wanted to hear so he could get into my pants?
“Don’t overthink, baby.”
“But I—”
“I’ll protect your heart, mind, body, and soul. I promise. I won’t hurt you.” His lips covered mine in a heated kiss.
Every cell in my body wanted to believe him. I desperately wanted to believe him. Either I trusted Storm for tonight and fully let myself go, or I protected my heart for the inevitable heartbreak to come. Still, I’d have this night with him, but he wouldn’t get all of me. The latter I could compartmentalize. The former could destroy me.
“I want you,” I whispered against his mouth, running the tips of my fingers over his broad, sculpted shoulders, down the ridges in his back, and over his taut, muscular ass.
Storm was off me and had me on my feet faster than my brain could keep up with his rapid movements.
“Strip,” he demanded in a calm voice. He climbed onto my bed and positioned himself in the middle of half a dozen white pillows I had perfectly placed against my headboard. He looked like an overgrown tattooed cherub floating on fluffy clouds.
I rolled my lower lip into my mouth to stifle a laugh. Did he know how sexy and adorable he was, all at once?
“Hurry Angel, I’m ready to explode here.” He stroked his cock from the base up to the tip in a hypnotic motion. Down, up, down, up. Precum beaded at his slit. He left it alone, glistening like morning dew on the petals of my potted petunias.
I licked my lips, parched and desperate for Storm to quench my thirst.
Unexpectedly his hand stopped moving, waking me from the trance I’d been in. My eyes flitted up to his smoldering, predatory gaze.
A satisfied smirk danced across his full lips. “You okay there, Ma-de-line?” He drew out my name like a sensual caress between my thighs.
My hands flew up to my feverish cheeks. Unadulterated arousal traveled through my veins at the mere sight of perfection on my bed. Storm was the sexiest man I had ever laid eyes on. Muscles were everywhere. A groomed beard defining his handsome face in a sophisticated and devilish way. Platinum eyes I could stare into forever. This man had cast a spell on me.
Panties drenched? Absolutely.
Nipples puckered and peaked? Painfully so.
Clit throbbing with urgent need? Fuck yes.
“Earth to Angel… Earth to Angel…” Storm snapped his fingers. “Why look baby, when you can touch?” His deep belly laugh filled the room. Seductive, yet infuriating. Rough yet soulful. “You’re killing me, Angel. Get those fuckin’ clothes off your luscious body. Pronto!”
I connected the dots to this simplistic puzzle. Him. Me. Sex.
In quick succession, my dress, bra, and panties were removed and tossed aside.
“Now that’s more like it. Would’ve preferred a little teasing as you undressed, maybe a song to go with some gyrating hip action. Next time…” Storm winked.