Page 21 of Crashing Into Me
She turned to leave, and he grabbed her hand in his, turning her to face him. His eyes were darkened, and his breathing was elevated.
“I didn’t mean to scream at you,” he finally squeezed out.
“I know.”
She squeezed his hand reassuringly and started towards the living room. As she entered, the stacked firewood in the corner of the room was halfway up the wall.
“Wow, you work fast.”
“Not fast enough.”
Before she knew what hit her, Kayden spun her around and held her close to him, his forehead pressed against hers, breathing deeply and loudly. He was clinging to her as if she were life itself. Before she could process what was happening, he pressed his mouth to hers and kissed her slowly and deeply. She was caught off guard but found herself returning the kiss more passionately than she’d ever imagined. His lips were smooth and persistent as his tongue searched hers.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer, feeling every muscle in his body. His hard chest pressed against her breasts, and his arms wrapped around her back, encasing her. They were tangled like weeds in a garden, and she was adhered to him, not wanting to let go. She was metal, and he was her magnet.
Finally, pulling his lips from hers, he trailed soft, warm kisses all over her face as she ran her hands through his thick, dark hair, something she had imagined doing for weeks, and before she knew it, the room was spinning around her.Was thisreally happening right now? Was she somehow having a very lucid hallucination?No one could feel this good because those types of unearthly desires were surely all in her head. Slowly, carefully, they pulled apart and stared deep into each other’s eyes, breathless.
The want and need that passed between them said everything that needed to be said. Was she really about to do this? After spending so much energy trying to stay away? Lana knew she had to talk to him about Rachel; he deserved the truth, but right now wasn’t the time. Not when he was already feeling as raw as he was in this moment.
He watched her as if waiting for her approval when she kissed him again and whispered, “Make love to me.”
Instantly, he took her into his arms and lifted her up as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He walked slowly towards the stairs, still tangled in kisses, when he bit down softly on her bottom lip as he ascended to the second floor. Every fantasy she’d had about this moment paled in comparison as she kissed his nose, his mouth, his chin—there wasn’t a place on his face she wanted to miss. As they reached the second-floor landing, she pulled her sweater off and pulled his shirt up and over his head.
As they made their way down the hall, he unbuttoned her bra, and it fell from her body, exposing the tautness of her nipples. The chilling air causing them to constrict. He bent his head and took one into his mouth, and the warmth of his mouth caused her body to shake and tremble, almost causing her to orgasm. She arched her back as he held on with his lips, sucking a tender combination of pleasure and pain. He kicked her room door open and released his lips as she slowly let herself down, letting his tongue trail from her breast to her neck.
She took a step back and removed her jeans and panties, exposing herself fully to him. She stood there breathless andheaving, waiting for him to do something as he admired every curve of her body. Kayden walked over to her gracefully and smooth unbuttoning his pants and letting them slide to the carpet. His hardness strained against the fabric, wanting to break free of his boxer briefs. In another swift movement, he collected her in his arms again and pulled her close.
He kissed her deeper, the passion building in his body, his rod poking the softer, moister area of her body. He cupped her ass and gave it a squeeze. Feeling the hardness against her, she almost lost herself, and all her senses were on fire. All she could hear was the sound of her own heart racing, falling deeper and deeper into the madness. Their bodies pressed together so tightly, she thought they would melt together and create one being.
Lana found herself craving more, and instinctively he lowered her to the bed, running his hand down her body as she lay flat, gazing into his eyes. She was spellbound, willing and waiting for his next move. Kayden raised her leg and began tracing her thighs with his tongue as if he could read her mind. She grabbed a handful of his hair gently as he moved about, leaving soft wet trails all over her legs. Then that wicked half smile returned to his face, and he kissed herthere.
He took his time licking, nibbling, and prodding with his tongue, and she let out a noise even she’d never heard before. He reveled in her until her body shook and she could take no more. Somewhere in their tangle of movements, his briefs were gone, and he moved slowly up her body, trailing more of his kisses from her legs to her lips. He wasn’t lacking in any area, she noticed as he took the condom out of his jeans pocket and slid the thin material over himself, neither one of them breaking eye contact. She thought she would explode in anticipation when suddenly he was on her again and their mouths locked.
She arched her back as Kayden carefully slid every inch of himself inside her slowly and repeatedly. She dropped her head back as he sucked her neck in unison while she held onto his muscular arms as he moved faster and faster, a low and hungry moan escaping his mouth. When she could almost take no more, she pushed him slightly.
“Stop. Lay down,” she breathed, and he obliged, rolling onto his back.
Lana straddled him and slowly eased herself down on him. With her hands on his broad and perfect chest, she rolled her hips in a slow circular motion, never moving her eyes from his. She had never felt so free and natural before in her life. She leaned forward and kissed him again as she bounced and rolled on him faster and faster until he groaned and she cried out as he lifted his hips while grabbing her der- riere and pulling her down. She collapsed forward as they both reached that peaceful bliss, her wild hair hanging in his face. He smoothed it away and tilted her face, kissing her softly and sweetly.
Lana lay her head on him, still trembling from the euphoria as he kissed her forehead and rubbed her back lightly. She felt like she belonged to someone again. Something she knew better than to feel, but she would allow herself to enjoy for the moment. Right then, she was his, and he was hers. They lived in a beautiful mansion, near a lake, and spent their days making love and restoring buildings. Lana drifted off to sleep with a slight grin on her face at how ridiculous that sounded, but allowed herself to believe in the fantasy if only for a night.
HAVE MERCY,KAYDEN thought as he lay in bed, as Lana snored softly. This sweet, soft, loving woman wanted him asbadly as he wanted her.But she’s going to leave eventually.This thought made him sigh, and he understood she lived a state away, but being a Nurse, she could find work anywhere—although she wouldn’t need to, not if she were his. Lana was a handful, but it was a challenge he would gladly accept if he could convince her to stay.
As he gazed up at the ceiling now, he thought of all he had left to do to get his life in order if he was to be of use to anyone. He still didn’t understand their connection; he just knew he couldn’t lose her. He was itching to tell her about his new company, but that could wait until later. He didn’t want to wake her or let this feeling end. He rubbed the smooth, velvety skin of her back. She stirred a little and clutched him tighter, and he smiled.
As long as Lana was by his side, there was nothing he felt he couldn’t do. His eyes slowly closed, and he drifted off to sleep, for the first time hopeful about what opening them up again would bring.
8
price of the past
Kayden woke, his face pointed toward the huge window in the darkened room as the sun was setting in the sky. He rolled over to an empty bed—Lana was gone. He sat up and rubbed his eyes.How long have I been asleep,he thought as he removed the comforter from his naked body. He searched the floor for his boxers and didn’t see them. Standing from the bed, he stretched out the sore muscles from earlier and looked around the room. He saw them folded along with the rest of his clothes on the recliner next to the closet.
Picking them up, he slipped the boxer briefs on and walked out of the room and down the hall. Music was coming from downstairs, and he hurried down to see what she was up to. He stood on the landing and leaned against the wall, smiling as he watched her dancing around the kitchen. She was cooking something that smelled heavenly and looked so sexy in his shirt, which was too big yet short enough that it barely covered her perfect thighs. Her hair was an insane mess of curls, but it was gorgeous, much like herself, bouncing around to the beat of the music.
She swayed and spun her hips, turning around, and caught him admiring her, and smiled. Kayden walked down the last step and into the kitchen, then grabbed her around the waist, then slid his hands down her back and cupped handfuls of each of her cheeks. He lowered his head as she stood on her tiptoes and shared a passionate, lingering kiss.
“What are you making?” he asked her between kisses and walked her toward the stove. Lana still had the cooking spoon in her hand, and the thick, white sauce oozed down her arm.
