Page 61 of Love Like Lightning

It’s pure lust.

“Again?” Clearing my throat, I try to tamp down the rawness of my voice.

“This has happened before.” She lifts an eyebrow. “Twice.” I blink and it’s gone, but I swear she smirks.

“Not that you’re counting.”

She hums, shifting her legs so her thighs rub against each other. We both sit, clearly uncomfortable, for several moments. I want to hear a ‘hell yeah’ or a hard no from her. But I don’t want to say anything that might sway her decision. So I stay quiet, for as long as I can.

Which, as it turns out, isn’t that long.

I go to say something, anything, and something shifts. A look of determination crosses her face.

“Come here.” Her request is as close to a demand as she’s probably capable of making.

And I respond immediately. I'm out of my chair in a heartbeat. Then I’m right in front of her, standing while she still sits. She tips her head back to look up at me and breaks out into the most amazing smile.

My body sways forward, pulled into her orbit, but I don’t move. Not until she tells me to.

Instead of using her words, she crooks a finger, beckoning me down to her. I lean down and put myself right in her personal space. Not sure what she wants, I stop short, but she curls a hand behind my neck and pulls me close.

She pulls me into a kiss and takes complete control. Bracing myself with my hands on either side of her, I give as much as I get. She nips my bottom lip, and I moan into her mouth. When our tongues tangle, my restraint crumbles, and I haul her up into my arms.

“Clothes off, Henry.” Gia drags her mouth down my neck, kissing and licking.

With one arm banded across her back to hold her close to me, I use my free hand to reach down and flick open the button of my jeans and pull the zipper down. I start moving us toward the bed.

With every step, my jeans slip lower on my hips, and right before I make it to set her down on the bed, they drop. The next step I take sends me flying forward onto the bed.

Luckily, I react quickly enough to throw a hand forward so I don’t crush her. She squeals as she crashes down, clinging to me. When we settle, I pull back, and the moment our eyes meet, we both burst out laughing. I drop my head and laugh into her shoulder as she wraps her arms around my middle and laughs into my chest.

Once I pull myself together, I turn my head and press a kiss to her neck. “You okay?” I whisper into her ear.

“I’m good. If I knew you were going to take us both out, I would have told you to keep your clothes on.”

“Ha, ha. Let me just take care of this.” Despite the hilarity, I’m as hard as ever, and when I stand to get rid of my jeans, it’s abundantly clear. My boxer briefs don’t hide anything.

“We should probably talk about me walking in on you.” She eyes my crotch, then drags her eyes up to meet mine.

“Do you want to do that right now?”

Considering her options, she shakes her head. “We can probably worry about that later.”

All laughter falls away as I kick my jeans to the side and peel my shirt off. Gia scrambles to do the same. The moment her shirt comes off, I realize she’s not wearing a bra, and I don’t even try to bite back a moan.

That same smirk from earlier is back, and she casually brushes her fingers across her breasts. Her nipples pebble, and my mouth goes dry. She rolls her leggings down, lifts her hips, and pulls them off.

She’s not wearing any panties.

Fuck, if I could get any harder, I would.

Once she kicks the leggings off the bed, she looks at me with eyebrows raised. Reaching over, she slides open the bedside table drawer, tosses a condom on the bed next to her, and looks at me expectantly.

“I don’t know how slow I’m going to be able to take this one, babe.” My voice trembles as I rake my eyes over her. This is the second time I’ve called her that, and I realize I never want to stop. I want to call her every pet name under the sun. Whichever ones she likes. And I know she likes “babe” because when I say it, her eyes flare, and her breath catches. It makes me want to say it over and over again just to get that reaction.

“I promise, slow isn’t what I’m looking for.” She slides her hand down her body, running two fingers along her clit. Seeing how turned on and ready she is, I waste no time getting in bed with her.

I take the condom, rip it open, and roll it on faster than I ever have. I hear a soft moan and find Gia slowly circling her clit with her middle finger. Surging forward, I catch her moan in a kiss and press into her.

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