Move the Sun (Signal Bend #1)(73)
She spread her arms out in the water and loosened the grip of her thighs around his hips, letting him move her as he would. She’d always wanted rough sex; sweet and gentle made her feel impatient and unsatisfied. Sometimes her f*cks had seemed only a few steps from brawls. That was the case with Isaac, too. They’d literally fought their way to a f*ck. But she’d learned something in this time with him. What she really wanted, what turned her on more than anything, was to trust her man enough to give herself over.
She wanted his strong hands to move her, demand of her. Sweet and gentle was amazing when she felt tamed by it. Now, floating in the lake, attached so intimately to him, his big hands grasping her, stroking her, making her glide through the cool water as he moved her on his cock, taking this crazy risk with him, she felt something inside her, in her core, in her heart, fold open.
When her orgasm came on, it came like a locomotive. She gasped and lifted out of the water, crashing her body against his, clutching him tight, moving with him now. Isaac crossed his arms on her back and gripped her head, his mouth on hers, devouring her as she devoured him.
He broke from their kiss and tucked her head to his shoulder. She surged on him, driving him into her.
Growling in her ear, he urged her on, “Yeah. Yeah, baby, that’s it. That’s it. Go, baby, go.” When he started walking to the shore, his cock shifted in her with every step, and she was done. She cried out, driving her fingernails into his back as the waves of ecstatic release undulated through her.
Then she was on the ground, feeling grass, sand and pine needles under her still-thrumming body. Isaac hooked her knees with his arms and pushed her legs to her chest. “Fuck, Lilli,” he groaned, “oh f*ck, this feels like nothing I’ve ever known. Like everything.” Their bodies slammed together, the sounds of their joining—their cries and moans, the slap of their slick flesh—driving the night animals to silence. Isaac didn’t even try to be gentle now, and she was glad of it, wanted his hard, heavy need. She could feel another climax coiling hot inside her, and she reached out to claim it.
She felt a sudden swell of him inside her, and, still pounding deep into her, he raised up on his hands, looking down at her as if he were surprised. “Oh God, Lilli! Jesus—jeez—oh FUCK.” He came, his body straining, every muscle flexed and corded with the force of it. She was close, watching him in his throes pushed her closer, and she wrapped tight around him and let her hips free to buck hard on him until she caught it, and she screamed.
Isaac collapsed at Lilli’s side, his breathing rough and irregular. Lilli felt dazed and utterly, utterly full.
His hand rested on her belly, lightly stroking. She felt sated. Loved. Happy. Damn. Damn, it felt so good. As soon as she recognized that feeling, dark thoughts of what awaited them stole to the edges. She slammed the gate and kept them at bay. Turning away from those thoughts, she curled into the shelter of his embrace.
“I love you, Lilli. So much I’m dizzy with it.”
Lilli knew she didn’t need to say anything. She simply snuggled closer and let him swallow her up into his arms, wanting to stay exactly like that forever.
But they couldn’t, of course. They finally got up, rinsed off again in the lake, and dressed. Just before Isaac swung his leg over his bike, Lilli said, “Let’s find a drugstore tonight, okay?”
Isaac put his leg down and turned to her. There was a look on his face that she thought she could read —but it scared her. Lifting his hand to her cheek, he asked, “Would it be so bad?”
Holy God. She didn’t hesitate. “Yes, Isaac. Fuck, you know it would. What the hell are you suggesting?”
He dropped his hand, and for a scant moment he looked badly hurt. Then: “You’re right. I don’t know what—you’re right. I know where there’s a drugstore. Let’s go.” He pressed a light kiss to her cheek and mounted his bike.
Lilli’s heart was pounding. They’d crossed a line somewhere, and now they were in territory she had no map for.
oOo
On Sunday, the weather threatened rain, and the show attendance was down because of it. Saturday had been so good, though, that nobody seemed to mind much. They just kept an eye on the skies, prepared to protect their work if the rains came. They didn’t.
The show ended several hours earlier the second day, and, with little stock left, they had the trailer hitched, packed and ready to go within an hour of closing. Though a lot of the artists were camping one more night and leaving in the morning, Isaac and Lilli were heading home that night. But Isaac had Horde business in Tulsa, so he left Lilli to pack up their camp while he rode out to conduct it.
As she was packing up the campfire cooking gear, she felt a tingle at the nape of her neck and turned around. Her new friend Lucinda was standing akimbo on the road just at the edge of their site, glaring at her. Lilli walked up to her. “Something you need?” She pointed to Lucinda’s face. “A matched set, perhaps?
I’m just as good when I lead with my left.”
The older woman sneered. “Just thought I’d let you know—if you want to keep him, you better come with him to every one of these things. Because I’m taking him back.”
Lilli was done with this sad broad. She smiled and turned away. She was hoping Lucinda would grab her again, but she didn’t.
Just then, they heard the roar of a Harley, and Lilli turned back around as Isaac rode up. Lucinda stood pat as he parked and dismounted, setting his helmet on the handlebars. He looked straight at Lilli, strode up to her, and kissed her deeply, his hands on her ass. When he pulled away, he winked at her before he turned to the other woman standing there. “Cin,” he said.