His thumb brushed the pink stone nestled between her breasts. “What is this?”
“It’s rose quartz,” she said, smoothing the familiar, comforting shape, warm from the heat of her skin. “It’s good for emotional balance.”
Rush hummed, skimming the stone against the curve of her breast. “It’s warm,” he murmured, rolling it between his fingers before letting it slip back against her skin. “Like you.”
Lily laughed breathlessly, her stomach fluttering at the look on his face. She stopped, jerking forward suddenly to wrap her arms around his head when he bent to take her nipple in his mouth. One big hand slid down her ribs, fingers tracing the sides of her breasts while he outlined her nipple lightly with his tongue.
Lily cried out. Heat shot straight to her core as his tongue flicked, slowly and deliberately, before he latched deeper and sucked harder. Rush groaned against her skin, mouthing his way to the other breast, licking and biting just enough to make her dizzy with want and keep her on the edge.
She ground down on him harder, spreading her thighs toopen herself even more as the pleasure built in her. Hotter. Sharper. More demanding.
“Oh God,” she whimpered, rocking harder on him to make the ache stop. The muscles in her thighs shook, and she gripped him fiercely, pressing and rubbing in turn, anything to make that tight, unbearable ache stop.
“Yes, angel,” Rush growled softly in her ear. “Just like that. Use me. Show me how you need it.”
Her breath hitched. She couldn’t speak. Couldn’t think.
Use me.
For once, she was only feeling, not worrying about what someone else needed from her—only this sharp, wild flood of feeling. Her entire world narrowed to the ache between her thighs.
She wasn’t thinking about Rush or anyone else. For the first time, it was just her desire she was chasing, and the selfishness of that lit up another part of her that reveled in taking what she wanted from the willing man under her.
She rolled her hips again, harder this time, dragging herself over the thick muscle of his thigh. A desperate, strangled sound escaped her. God, he was solid. Right there. Perfect.
“Fuck, look at you,” Rush rasped against her throat. “So fuckin’ wet. You’re soaking me, Lily.”
Her cheeks flamed, but it only made her grin harder, her clit catching at the seam of her sweatpants with every pass.
“That’s it, darlin’,” he groaned. His hands gripped her hips, not to take over, but to steady her. “Ride my thigh. Just like that. Get yourself off on me. Let me see how bad you need it.”
She gasped, her thighs trembling. Her hips moved faster, seamlessly now. She was too far gone to care about being quiet. Too turned on to hide how close she was.
“You’ve been aching for this, haven’t you?” he murmured against her throat, biting just enough to make her cry out. “Knew you had it in you. All sweet and quiet with these perfect fucking tits, grinding that needy little pussy on me like you were made for it.”
Her head dropped to his shoulder, clutching him as his words wound her tighter and tighter. “Oh,” she gasped, her voice catching as she rocked against him, hips moving faster, more desperate. She was so close, aching for it, but the sharp edge of pleasure kept slipping just out of her reach. “I can’t—” she choked out.
Rush’s hands flexed, gripping her ass, slowing her frantic rhythm with firm, commanding pressure.
“Shh,” he murmured roughly against her throat. “You’re right there. Take it. Take what you need. Be greedy for me.” He rolled his hips up into her, firm and unhurried, each stroke hitting her right where she needed. His other hand curled around her waist, anchoring her to him as he moved with slow, devastating precision.
That was all it took.
Pleasure slammed into her, a bright, hot wave that sent her spiraling, her body trembling uncontrollably. Rush held her tightly, licking and sucking her breasts while she came, head thrown back, eyes squeezed shut to wrench every drop of pleasure out of this moment.
Rush stilled as her body collapsed on his, his body rock-hard under her, their breath ragged in the silence of the cabin.
“Oh my God,” she whispered, horrified as embarrassment settled in. She hid her face in his neck. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to?—”
Rush growled low in his throat and cupped her face, making her look at him. “Don’t you dare hide from me. That—” He kissed her, a slow and deep exploration of her mouth that told her without words how turned on he was.
Lily was boneless, still shaking, her body still thrummingwith her orgasm when he let her go and rested his forehead against hers.
“Was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” he murmured, his voice rough with satisfaction. His hands slid down her back, anchoring her against him possessively.
Lily’s cheeks, already flushed, flamed hotter. “I didn’t know that was going to happen. I can’t believe?—”
Rush traced her bottom lip with his thumb and grinned at her crookedly. “You wanted it. You took it. That’s never something to be ashamed of, Lily. Ever.”
