“Because we had to spend the night somewhere, and I wanted it to be here. And because…” I pointed up at the expanding cosmos that had sucked me in ever since I was a little girl, that had spoken to me of a universe so much bigger and more complex and fascinating and wonderful than I would ever be able to understand. “I wanted you to see what I see when I look up. You’ve seen a lot of sides of me on this trip, Arthur. This is another one. This is me, laying myself bare, the way you did the day you told me about your past.”
“Maeve.”
Arthur’s breath growled against my ear. I turned to face him, and he crushed his mouth to mine.
Heat surged through my body, pulling me from my memories and dreams into his strong, protective arms.
Our mouths sought each other, frenzied and hungry. The weight of all my history bore down on top of us, the expansive sky above like a blanket cocooning our bodies.
Arthur’s hands fumbled at my sides. At first, I thought he was trying to pull my clothes off, but then he unclipped my seat belt, threw me over his shoulder, and jumped out of the car. I giggled and squealed, my body alight.
“Where are you taking me!” I cried, pretending to pummel his back with my fists. Arthur responded by sliding his hand along my leg, just brushing my mound through the thin fabric of my skirt. I shuddered, knowing he’d probably already feel how wet and aroused I was.
Hang on, Arthur didn’t want this. He said he couldn’t be with me while I was with the other guys, so what?—
Arthur slid me off his shoulder, letting my ass slide up on the hood of the car. “I always wanted to do this,” he said, his mouth finding mine again. All my protests died in the intensity of his kiss. His hands slid up, pushing the fabric up, exposing my thighs to the starlight.
Arthur leaned me back against the hood, holding me with one hand so I wouldn’t slide down. With the other, he popped open the buttons on my shirt, his hands caressing my skin while I tugged the fabric down my shoulders.
Arthur laid a trail of kisses down my neck, and across my collarbone, his lips scalding my skin in a way that was utterly intoxicating. The tip of his beard trailed across my chest, just touching my nipples through my bra, hardening them like pebbles.
“I can’t give you the stars, Maeve,” Arthur whispered as he returned to my mouth, his voice hard with desire. “But I can make you see them like never before.”
I tipped my head back, taking in the vastness of the night sky while his trail ended at my nipple. He took it into his mouth, nibbling slightly on the very tip. I moaned, my legs closing around his sides, trying to drag him closer.
Arthur’s hands trailed up my thighs, pushing down my panties. He dived between my legs, his tongue insistent, his beard rubbing against my thighs, rubbing everywhere as he darted his tongue inside me, before circling it around my clit.
The heat of the hood warmed my back as I revelled in his attention. Arthur dipped a finger inside me, letting out his own gasp as he felt the wetness. That gasp nearly sent me over the edge.
He licked me hard and fast, darting his tongue in different directions, keeping me guessing. He pushed a finger deep insideme, curling it over to rub at a spot that I didn’t even know existed, a spot that made everything ache and hurt so good.
Arthur added a second finger, drilling them inside me while he flicked his tongue as fast as a hummingbird. There was nothing gentle about him – he was all brute force and hard muscle and desperate need. He sucked my clit into his mouth and my body fell to pieces.
I cried out into the silent night. My legs closed around Arthur’s head, squeezing his ears, holding him in place while the orgasm rocked through me.
I didn’t even have a chance to recover before Arthur lifted me behind my ass and dragged me forward so my legs were over the front of the hood. I sat up so I could reach him, dragging his fly down and freeing his cock from his boxers. Arthur fumbled in his wallet for a condom.
“Found the bastard,” he grunted, tearing open the package and rolling it on. His mouth sought mine, leaning me back against the hot car as his hips shifted between mine.
I raised my legs, wrapping them around his back, loving the feel of encircling his bulk. I arched my back as Arthur entered me, the thrill of doing this with him dancing in my veins – I loved being out here in the open air, with the whole of the universe as our witness.
Arthur was so big it took him a few strokes to completely enter me. I tilted my hips up, trying to meet each of his thrusts. He leaned over me, smothering my lips in his, devouring me and intense kisses as he pounded into me.
Arthur didn’t do anything half-assed. He fucked the way he fought – hell-bent for leather. I kept my eyes open, relishing his hair falling over my face like a curtain, and beyond his head, the brilliant lights of the stars dancing above us.
As I watched, mesmerised by the pleasure flowing through my body, the tail of a shooting star trailed across the sky.
Dazzling. Electrifying.
Our bodies moved together while above us, the great cosmic opera played on.
I didn’t think it was possible, but Arthur thrust even faster, his fingers digging into my ass. Our bodies felt like they belonged together, drenched in sweat and dust and sadness.
Arthur tightened inside me, his breath coming out in racking gasps. He clamped his mouth over mine and screamed his orgasm down my throat. I held him while the pleasure tore through him, and the intensity of watching him lose control sent me over the edge, my walls constricting around him as my body spun off into space.
He collapsed against me, his muscles slackening and his breath rasping on my throat. My whole body shuddered one final time and fell still, sandwiched between his warmth and the warm hood.
Okay, so that was amazing.
