Compulsion: Magnetic Desires (12 page)

Tonight would never be enough, but with those words she offered me hope. Even though she didn't realize it the fact she stood here still offering me the night told me she wanted more.

"Then I’ll take tonight." Sliding a hand under her shirt to pull her flush against me, I reached behind her and unlocked the door. Her skin was smooth satin under my fingertips. Not willing to give her another chance to change her mind, I owned her mouth, tangling our tongues together and tasting the salty tang of the tequila we'd shared earlier. A soft gasp whispered between us, then her hands were tangled in my hair, her body pressing into mine. Turning the door handle, I sent us crashing into the house, only our tight embrace and the wall keeping us from stumbling to the floor. The way she clung to me made me smile. She might say she didn't trust men; that she couldn't trust her heart to anyone, but it wasn't true. Not when she was with me.

Settling both hands on the small of her back, the dip of her spine under my fingers, I continued my exploration of her mouth. Despite her tentative, fluttering movements, I could sense the wildness in her, the desperation I would pull from her.

Waltzing my lips along her jaw, I left a trail down her throat to her collarbone. When I sucked the fragile skin into my mouth, clamping my teeth around it, she shuddered and let out a low moan. The bitterness of her perfume danced on my tongue, but it was the dark flushing of her skin that had me grinning. It was the first of many times I would mark her as mine, even if it were the only one she would physically see. For days to come, when she looked in the mirror and saw my mark on her skin she'd be pulled back to this night and her body would ache for me.

Desperate hands tugged at my shirt, and I whipped it over my head, discarding it while she struggled with my belt. Catching her hands in one of mine, I undid the buckle and pulled it free, undoing the snaps on my jeans. "In a hurry, babe?"

"Did you forget, I've seen your package? What girl wouldn't be in a hurry to find out if it's as good as it looks."

"You've seen my..." I raised an eyebrow as I searched my mind for that particular memory. "...package?"

She nodded, her lip slightly curved. "I always wondered..."

"What did you wonder?" I gripped her chin and skirted my lips over hers.

"Even flaccid, it looked...too big. How do you fuck a girl with a weapon like that?"

I chuckled. "It's not a weapon. I promise we won't have any issues when I slide inside you."

Walking my fingers down her chest, I plucked at the buttons on her shirt, revealing her bare skin inch by inch to my gaze until her shirt joined mine on the floor. The sound of her heavy breathing blocked out everything else when I shoved her skirt off her hips.

My gaze lingered over her as I locked away every detail. Thin scraps of blue lace barely hid her from my eyes, and my fingers itched to rip it away, needing to explore the intimate details of the gift she was giving me.

Folding her arms over her chest, she hid from me. "Could we turn off the light?"

"No fucking way," I growled, a low sound in the back of my throat. "I want to see you, all of you." Couldn't she see the way she affected me?

Her hair hung like a curtain, hiding her face when she bowed her head. "Please."

Pulling her into me, I undid the hooks on her bra and brushed the straps from her shoulders. "You’re fucking sexy, Clo. I want to see what I’ve been waiting for all these years."

"Orion." A cute little pout graced her lips, though she would not meet my gaze. Zack had left more marks on her than I’d realized.

Capturing her face in my hands, I drew her head up until she had no choice but to look into my eyes. "You are beautiful. The most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

Her eyes widened before she closed them, blocking me out. Words could not fix what years of loving that bastard had done to her. Starting tonight and for the rest of my life, and longer if that’s what it took, I would find a way to make her see herself the way I did.

Letting my hands linger on her hips, I took a step back. She trembled under my touch, a slight buckling of her knees as her weight rested in my hands. She wanted to disappear, but I wouldn’t let her sink to the floor. When she finally opened her eyes, I grazed a knuckle along her clavicle, exploring each dip at the base of her throat. "Do you know that when you're nervous the dips here," I leaned into kiss them, "and here deepen because you hold your chin higher?"

Her fingers curled in my hair, her body trembling and goose bumps forming under my touch. "What are you talking about?"

I skimmed one finger between her breasts to the top of her belly button. "And when you think people are looking at you, you pull your stomach in because you're self-conscious."

"Orion?"

"I know these things because I've seen you do them for years, but not once have I ever looked at you and thought you were anything less than perfect, Clo. You've always been beautiful the way you are."

She cringed and ducked her head as I had expected. "I'm not anything special."

"You are." I took her hand in mine, tangling our fingers together.

"Can we drop it? I don't want to turn this into something it isn't. Let's just go to bed."

Guiding her into my room, I flicked on the light and captured her face in my hands. Her gaze darted to the bed. How many times had I imagined her there, in my sheets, naked and under me? Too many times, and yet now I had her, it could wait. "You want tonight to be all about the sex, right? As if we were nothing more than two people enjoying each other's bodies?"

When she nodded, I sunk to my knees in front of her, my gaze still fixed on her face.

Sinking to my knees in front of her, I kept my gaze fixed on her face. Her breath shuddered in and out, and I squeezed her hands before releasing them to hook a finger through the lace strings that held the tiny piece of fabric between her thighs. Would I rip apart as easily as these panties if she turned her back on me after tonight? "How much do you like these panties, Clo?"

She whimpered as my finger dipped into her slit, her arousal coating her underwear. "A little."

"So you wouldn't be devastated if I did this?" Grabbing the thin cotton at the side, I ripped it away, my gut trembling at how easily she could ruin and discard me.

"What the hell, Orion?" she squealed, her pupils growing as big as saucers.

Repeating the move on the other side, I discarded the ruined panties as though this girl in front of me was nothing more than a one night stand. Schooling my features into a grin, I shrugged a shoulder. "I owe you a pair."

"Why didn't you just take them off like a normal person?" Her fingers wound through my hair as I leaned in and darted my tongue over her slit.

Sitting back on my heels, I took in her nakedness. Reveled in it, while I memorized every part of her not already committed to memory. "You really had no idea? Do you know how many times I've imagined this? Do you have any idea how many times I've seen you in a skirt and wanted to bury my face between your thighs? You're so fucking perfect."

Our gazes locked, I touched her. Two fingertips to the top of her pelvis, her breath hitched as I ran them down to the crease at the top of her thighs. Her arousal coated her, soaking my fingers as I eased between them, to rub over her clit, already swollen with anticipation. "Do you know how hard it makes me to know you want me? To know I can taste you the way I want to?"

"Orion." The plea fell from her lips, her fingernails digging into my scalp as I stroked her sensitive flesh. Liquid in my palm, her hips jerked, making my balls ache with the need to bury myself inside her. Slipping a finger inside her, I continued to rub circles over her nub. Her knees dipped, pushing me further in to her pussy, and I darted my tongue over her clit.

"You don't...oh damn, Orion." She tugged at my shoulders, and I pulled away. Her face flushed, she stared down at me. "I know you said you wanted to do this...but you don't have to."

"I want to." I spread her legs.

"But..."

Zack had been a selfish prick, and I had the distinct impression sex was another area where she had never truly been looked after. I was going to change that. We wouldn't leave this room until I'd shown her what she’d been missing. Standing up, I pulled her close. "You've never... have you?"

"No," she whispered, shaking her head. "No."

"Trust me to take care of you?"

She nodded.

"Good. Now, I'm going to wrap my lips around your pussy and taste how much you want me, how ready you are to have me sink into you. Okay?"

"Okay." Her breathy little whimper egged me on, and I slid my tongue against hers as I pressed her back toward the bed, stopping only when her knees buckled against the edge and she collapsed onto the sheets.

Flat against my mattress, her hair a lose halo against the dark sheets, she was my perfect fucking angel all over again. I wanted to take a photo of her, so I had proof she had been here, on my bed and underneath me. I wanted to capture her beauty and her sensuality, but I could only remember. Capturing the details, I kissed each spot, committing them to memory as I got back down on my knees. The way her tits spread across her rib cage, the hollow of her navel, and the flare of her hips, each one more perfect than my imagination. Clasping her hand in mine I dipped my tongue between her thighs, searching out the small bundle of nerves that would have her crying out my name. Her wetness clung to my lips, the sweet hot taste of her filling my senses and driving me forward. I darted my tongue inside her, and she writhed against the sheets, her whimpers muffled by the way her thighs squeezed my head. Coming back to circle her clit, I nibbled it with my lips. When her hips bucked against my mouth, I gripped her ass with both hands and pulled her firm against me, impaling her on my tongue.

High-pitched moans erupted from deep inside of her, her nails scratching at my scalp, tugging me to where she needed me most. Each thrust inside her was a taste of heaven, and the way her body arched into my mouth... Holy fuck, I could stay here with her wrapped around my face forever. Her thighs shook, her body jerking while she came. Of all the times and all the girls, this moment with her as she came apart was the only one that mattered.

When she scrambled out of my hold, I shed my clothes and climbed up on the bed beside her to leave lingering kisses on her mouth. From under heavily hooded lids, she gazed at me, sated.

Wrapping her hair around my fingers, I smiled at having made her like this. Flushed skin, tangled hair and the languid way she rested her hands on my shoulders were my reward, but I wasn't finished with her yet. Not even close. "Come here."

I rolled her under me, our bodies flush against one another. Her soft curves fitted the lines and angles of my body and my erection pressed at the dip of her thighs. Running her hands over my back, she brought her knees up beside me, spread open and waiting for me to push inside her.

"God, Clo." The heat of her drew me forward, the tip of my cock dipping into her wetness. A feral, animalistic growl reverberated deep inside my chest while I fought not to surge into her willing pussy.
Patience, have patience.

Stretching over her, I reached into the drawer of the bedside table to retrieve a condom.

"Orion, you don't need... anything. You know I got checked out after..."

The idea of sinking my bare flesh into her was almost too much, but even in the throes of passion, Zack still came between us. And I would never, could never be like that to her. Tonight was about more than just fucking. It was about showing her how important she was to me, and proving to her that no matter how our relationship changed, she could trust me.

Ripping open the foil square, I got to my knees. The thin piece of latex rolled easily over my rock hard cock.

"Are you sure we're going to be compatible?" The way she was staring at my cock with her mouth slightly parted made me imagine what it would be like to have her lips tight around it.

Chuckling, I settled over her. "It's just a dick, babe. It's not that big."

"I'm pretty sure it is."

I devoured her mouth in a hard kiss that left her breathless as I dipped into her. She was so goddamn tight, but even now her pussy was stretching to accommodate me. Inch by torturous inch I let her pull me in.

"Oh." Her mouth formed an
O
as she sighed with pleasure.

Fully seated, my balls pushed up against her slit, I rocked into her gently. "You okay?"

"Better." The flutter of her hands on my back as she tried to pull me closer undid me.

Locking her gaze with mine, I pulled almost out and thrust into her.

A long, low whimper accompanied the widening of her eyes. With each stroke, her hips rose to mine until the rhythm we created between us took over. Plunging into her, the friction of her tight pussy squeezing my cock charged through me. I almost rolled her over, wanting her to ride me, but her cries were already guttural. Clinging to me as she orgasmed, she pierced the air with my name, and no longer able to control myself, I followed her over, my release jerking from me in rapid wrenching bursts.

Rolling onto my back, I pulled her with me, kissing her mouth and her forehead before settling her body into mine. Silent tears left salt tracks on her skin that I only noticed when I felt the wetness of them on my thumb.

"What's wrong?" I kept my words calm, but my heart stalled in my chest. If she told me it was us, I didn't know what I'd do.

"I never..." She turned her head away.

"Never what?" I insisted. Whatever it was, I would make it okay.

"I've never had sex... that good."

A chuckle rumbled through my chest. "That's because you'd never had sex with me."

"Maybe," she conceded.

I pulled the condom off my dick and tied a knot in the end before tossing it in the bin. Her answer hadn't only been an ego boost, but more importantly, it was hope, and the knowledge that she would come back for more that made my heart feel like it might explode.

Moving to my side, I wrapped my arms around her again. All I had to do was be patient and the girl I'd always wanted would be mine.