Page 119 of Love, Luck & Clusterf*ck

His palms slid up to my ass and he was picking me up, setting me on something hard. I peered through an eyelid to see the dining room table beneath me. Then my dress was raised and my legs were spread.

“So beautiful, Perry. So fucking beautiful.”

I didn’t understand how he could still speak so effortlessly when I was a pile of mush. I wasn’t even sure if I had a brain at that point. Feel, feel, feel.

He laid me back, and I turned my head so my cheek rested against the cool wood. I was so damn hot. My dress was still on but…holy fuck!

“Ohhhh.” My panties were pushed aside and he was tasting me. His tongue was devouring me like I was his meal for the night. It was too much. I couldn’t handle it. Stephen. Oh my God. What was he doing to me? I’d had this before but neverthis. “Stephen, Stephen,Stephen!” His name seemed to have no problem spilling out easily. As easily as the orgasm he took from me.

There was such a burst that for a second I thought my head exploded. I’d forgotten where I was, who I was. My daze cleared slightly but I was still panting. Still on fire. Still the most fucking aroused I’d ever been.Ever.

I opened my eyes enough to see him standing there, looking like he didn’t even belong to this world. He was also breathing hard, matching my chest. I could see his hardness straining to push through. Oh Lord, could I really do this? Throw everything away for one night of sex? Not just sex but ‘drenching, heart-hammering,shatter me into dissolvable pieces’ sex?

“I’m going out of my fucking mind, Perry. I want you so bad. I’ve never wanted anyone this much.” He brought me up to his chest, holding me tight against him. “I’m waiting to hear you say you’re ready. That you’ll give us a chance. That you want more. I fuckingneedyou.”

I could feel his muscles tremble. I knew he wanted me, maybe even more than anyone like he’d said. But for how long?

“I want to take you up to my bed and do it right this time.”

If that was wrong, there was no way I’d survive him doing it right. He chuckled and… wait, had I said that out loud?

“I want to make you feel even better. I want your naked body against mine. I want to both fuck you and make love to you at the same time. Tell me you want all that too.”

Although my body demanded everything he spoke of, my head was starting to clear just enough to vocalize my fears. I needed to get them out before this went any further.

“Our friendship means everything to me. I can’t lose that.”

He squeezed me tighter, bringing my hand to his mouth. “You won’t have to. We can have both. You and I, we can have it all.”

“But what if you don’t feel the same way after we….” I couldn’t even finish the thought, but I had to make a choice. If he lost interest and everything was ruined, I didn’t know if I’d ever recover.

“I told you before, I’ll never let that happen with us. I want you in my life just as much as you want me in yours.” He was kissing up my arm, and I was convinced there wasn’t a spot he could touch that wouldn’t get me racing. I was throbbing all over again. “Say yes, Perry.”

God, I love this man.

“Yes.”

He swooped me up and carried me up the stairs, his mouth never leaving mine. My lips were going to be so swollen, but that was hardlyany concern. Everything of mine was swollen, and I couldn’t have been happier.

We passed through the doorway, and as he was setting me down on his bed, I blurted out, “Have you ever brought another woman in here?”

“Never.”

It was unfairly one-sided since I’d had other men in my bed, and I should’ve expected the same from him, but the satisfaction I felt from his answer was immense. I wasn’t going to think about where he did have them, but I never planned to sleep in the spare room again anyway.

He pulled off his shirt, and I drew him closer to me. I’d been so tempted to trace his tattoo with my finger that night, but I’d held myself back. There was no need to hold back any longer.

With a single fingertip, I painted the edges of the lion’s mane and colored in the flower, circling the intricate design and burning it into my memory. It really was very beautiful. I put my lips against it, tasting his skin, feeling his muscles quiver and his chest expand with quicker breaths. When I finished and gazed up at him, his eyes were smoldering.

He laid me down flat on the bed, guiding his hands up my legs, tormenting me with the slow movement. He peeled off my dress inch by inch, kissing along the way until it was lifted over my head. My bra and panties soon followed, and he did nothing but stare at me for what seemed like an eternity. It didn’t matter how old I grew, I knew for a fact that I would never forget the way he looked at me. It was as if he was worshipping me.

“Seeing you like this… it almost feels like it’s not real.”

It was worlds different than what I was used to. The quick, hurried movements, the fumbling, the sensations that could never satisfy me completely, no matter who was issuing them. Stephen had annihilated every other man with one brush of his lips.

“I feel the same,” I said.

My eyes trailed over him as well, needing to see much more of his skin. His body was a work of art, and there was no doubt it was going to blow my mind even more when his pants came off.

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