“Don’t edge me tonight.”
“Still not hearing a ‘please,’”Isaid asIdropped my pants and boxers and crawled over her.
She wrapped her hand around my cock and squeezed. “Now.”
“You and that fucking mouth,”Isaid asIbraced my arms on either side of her.Mycock nudged against her slick pussy. “Youwant me to fuck you bare and fill this pretty little cunt?Asknicely.”
Aurora wrapped her legs around my hips and tried to pull me into her.
I chuckled. “Thatwasn’t nice.”Insteadof fucking her the wayIwanted to—rough and raw—Istretched one of her legs out wide and left the other hooked around my hip.Icupped her breast and pulled her nipple between my teeth.
Aurora gasped and arched off the bed, butIhad her pinned.Shewhipped and thrashed asIlavished her tits with deep pulls from my mouth, but couldn’t do a damn thing about it.”
“Jack,” she begged. “Please.”
“Now, that’s a little nicer.Lookat you being my good girl.”
Her lazy smile turned desperate whenIsucked on her throat. “Ican’t wait anymore.”
“Patience, baby.”Icupped her sex in my palm and teased her clit with the heel of my hand.
Aurora bucked immediately, nearly delirious with need. “Ineed you.Ineed you.Ineed you.”
Those were the three wordsIwanted.Ineed you.
I slid into her tight core inch by inch.Aurorawent silent asIfucked the breath from her lungs.Sheclawed at my arms, my shoulders, and my chest.Shebegged and pleaded.Shewhispered and screamed my name.
I craved every piece of her.Everytouch.Everytaste.Everysound.Everything.Iwanted her abundantly and infinitely.
“Jack,” she rasped asIslowly slid my cock into her. “I’mclose.”
“Me too,”Isaid asIshifted my arm to shield the top of her head and pressed my mouth to her temple.
Our breath mingled and pulses raced.Herbody tightened around mine asIburied myself deep inside her and rocked against her pelvis.
Her silence as she shattered was treasured.Itwas sacred.Shetrusted me to carry her through it without having to say a word.Assoon as she came,Ifilled her pussy with my release.
We collapsed into each other, still joined as stars of ecstasy rained down on us in an illicit meteor shower.
I heldAuroraas long asIcould before we had to separate to clean up.WhileIpacked my station bag for my morning shift,IwatchedAurorabrush her teeth with the toothbrush she kept here.Iwatched her grab one of my shirts to wear to bed.Wehad two washcloths by the sink.Shehad a stack of clean underwear wedged in my dresser drawer beside my boxers and undershirts.Ikept her favorite beer in the fridge and an endless supply ofDoritosin the pantry.Allof theJuniperWhitlockclues that she had found hidden in the beach house were sprawled out on my kitchen table.
Because whetherAurorarealized it or not, she was meant to be here.
* * *
Moonlight streamedthrough the cracks in the blackout curtains as the ceiling fan made them drift together and apart.Ireached across forAurora, but the bed was empty, and the place where she had been lying felt cool.
My heart jumped into my throat asIyanked back the covers and flipped on the lights.
She wasn’t there.
I cleared the house, but there was no sign ofAurora.Herflip-flops were gone, but the heels were still in the entryway.
I yanked open the door and jogged out to the driveway.
Silence.Onlythe steady crash of waves.
The lights inAurora’shouse were still off, soIdidn’t think she had gone there.Hercar was still in the driveway beside the rental vehicle that her friends were driving, and she hadn’t stolen my truck.
