Into the Storm (3 page)

After a moment, he opened his eyes, and his
gaze locked with hers. A savage need filled his expression. He
pulled his cock almost completely out of her body, then slid back
in to the hilt. Once, twice, three times.

Sweet torture! She pushed her pelvis up
against his, needing release. A whimper escaped her lips, and
Nathan smiled.

He pulled back again, then pressed deeply.
Harder this time. His gaze, intense and so erotic, never left
hers.

"Faster," she begged. With her hands tied,
she felt helpless. She wanted to grab Nathan, sink her fingers into
his skin, hold him against her and never let go. At the same time,
feeling helpless like this allowed her to concentrate on her own
pleasure, and she loved that.

"Faster?"

"Yes," she answered in a breathy whisper.

"Harder, too?"

"Yes. Oh, yes."

He didn't hesitate to give her what she
wanted, and more. Nathan filled her completely, not just
physically, but emotionally. Sensations built to a level Val never
believed possible. She was on the edge, teetering toward an
explosive release that she craved more than her next breath.

"Come on, baby," Nathan encouraged as he
thrust into her insistently. "Let go."

Val's climax shot through her. Her back
arched, and she called out Nathan's name. She felt his body
stiffen, and his groans of pleasure rumbled through her. The
ecstasy seemed endless, as wave after wave of erotic sensation
crashed through her.

Finally, they collapsed together, exhausted
and breathing heavily. After several silent moments, Nathan raised
his head. "Wow. That was amazing. Sorry about the lamp."

"What?" She glanced behind her before
realizing that she'd pulled loose of the belt and tipped the table.
"I didn't even notice. Well, I don't really care, because it was
worth it. You were worth it. I'll clean it up later."

Nathan kissed her gently on the lips, then
disposed of the condom. "You're incredible." He shifted their
positions so she rested half on his chest. "I think I've just
gained a new appreciation for storms."

She smiled and caressed his chest, pulling
lightly on the sparse, dark hair covering his skin. "Me, too."

He looked out the living room window. "It's
still going strong out there."

With a saucy smile, her hand slid along his
well-muscled thigh and between his legs. Surprise made her glance
down. "And you're still going strong in here." She looked back into
his eyes.

He chuckled. "Not quite. But it won't take
much. You bring out the best in me." He reached for one of the
chocolate pints. "Melted just enough."

"For what?" She felt her heart accelerate,
beating heavily against her ribs.

"A girl with a chocolate fetish should be
able to figure that one out. Let's indulge our tongues. In every
way imaginable."

Before she could respond, the doorbell rang,
interrupting the intimate moment. He looked at her and his brow
crinkled. "Expecting company?"

"No."

The doorbell rang twice more, in rapid
succession, like a friend or neighbor might do. "I hope there's no
problem," she said, concern running through her. They both dressed
quickly. "I'm coming!" Val rushed to the door. She forgot to look
out the window and instead just unlocked and pulled open the
door.

Immediate aggravation, along with a strong
wind, hit her square in the face. "Grant!"

"Damn, it's cold out here." He pushed inside
without being invited and shook off the rain, splattering her and
the walls. "I got your text and thought I'd stop by so we could
talk about it. Or maybe more than talk. I'm horny as hell. Heather
is out of town. We won't have to worry about her catching us."

The balls of this guy! When his voice faded,
and his eyes narrowed, she turned. Nathan stood a few feet behind
her, in the robe, with his arms crossed.

"Well," Grant added in a rigid voice. "Seems
like I interrupted something. It didn't take you long to move on
with someone else."

Val gaped at him. "Are you kidding me?
Firstly, it's none of your business. Secondly, you dumped me almost
a year ago for someone else. And lastly, get out of my house."

"Nathan, isn't it?" he asked, looking around
her.

"That's right," Nathan answered.

"Yeah. I recognize you. You work upstairs in
the investments division. I suppose you recognize me, too."

"Actually, no."

Grant visibly stiffened. Val had to force
herself not to laugh. Nathan had just verbally punched Grant right
where he lived. In his ego.

"Well, you should know," Grant began, his
tone chillier than the air outside, as he glared at Nathan, "this
one won't let you up her butt, so don't even try."

Embarrassment gripped Val like a vise. "What?
I can't believe--" How dare he say such a thing! To Nathan! And
right in front of her! "H-How could you even--" She sputtered,
unable to form a cohesive reply.

Nathan stepped up beside her and slid his arm
around her waist. He glared back at Grant. "How about you get out
of here before I go up your butt."

Grant's mouth fell open, and he backtracked,
almost stumbling out the door. Nathan pushed him the rest of the
way out and slammed the door in his face, then he turned toward
her. He cupped her cheeks. "Are you all right?"

She nodded. "I'm so sorry about that." She
felt mortified. "He's a problem."

"He's a jerk. And he won't be a problem. I'll
see to it. That's a promise."

Something protective in his eyes made her
believe him. Her heart warmed, and she felt special for the first
time in a long while. Even so, she feared to hope for too much from
this man. "So now what?" She lowered her gaze, unsure of their
situation, now that the intimacy of the evening had been
interrupted. "Your clothes are probably dry."

"Probably for a while now." He glanced
outside. "But I think this storm might just last the night. And I
did promise to stay until it was over."

She looked back up at him, and her heart
expanded with tender emotions. "You also said something about
tongues and indulging my chocolate fetish. You know how I love to
lick and suck it." She felt his cock harden under the robe. She
lowered her voice to a whisper. "I'd love to lick and suck it for
you."

He groaned. Nathan brushed his thumb across
her lips. He leaned close to her ear. "I love to suck and lick
delicious things too," he whispered. "How about I show you?"

At the seductive tone of his words, she
almost swooned. She stepped even closer to him, and he took her
fully into his arms, hugging her tightly.

Val didn't know where this relationship would
ultimately end up going, but she was excited to find out. Janine
had done her the best favor ever. When she looked into Nathan's
chocolaty eyes, she felt happier and more cared for than she ever
had in her life. And that was all that mattered. For now.