Learning Curves(22)

He growled, and greedy hands ripped the material from her hips.

“Linc,” she gasped.

He tore into his clothes, tossed them away, and grabbed his cock. He pumped it in his palm, and she whimpered. “You like that?”

She nodded slowly. “Yeah.”

“You want it inside you?”

“Yes.”

“Then spread your legs. Show me how much you want me to fuck you.”

He knelt between her thighs, and she reached for him, her hands trembling. He entered her, plunging so deep, it drove the air from her lungs. She gulped for her next breath. He kissed her furiously, crushing his chest against hers, and she let go. Never had she felt so naked and exposed, her body so deliciously used and beautifully abused.

He pushed up on one hand, the other going to her face as he rocked into her. Jesus, when he looked at her like that…like this wasn’t just about sex, it made her question everything they were doing…feeling.

“I never knew it could be like this,” she whispered.

He moaned. “It usually isn’t. This is something…I don’t even now how to describe it.” He stopped talking and ran his fingers over her face, a searing possessiveness in his touch. Her throat tightened, and he shifted to cup her breast, running his finger around her nipple.

She arched into him. “Don’t stop.”

He held her down, fucking her frantically, the pace furious as he owned her—possessed her. “Never.”

As his cock pleasured, her arousal peaked, and she took him deeper than ever before.

She closed her eyes, grinding against him, taking, giving, wanting it all…everything. “I’m there,” she murmured against his neck.

“Me, too.”

He stroked her hair, his fingertips grazing her temples as she lost herself in the sensations. An orgasm tore through her, more powerful than any before, the violent explosion scaring her a bit. But she didn’t need to be afraid. Linc was here with her, brushing her hair from her shoulders and peppering her jaw, her chin, and her collarbone with tender kisses as he let go, joining her in release.

She opened her eyes and stroked his damp hair as his jaw clenched, and his face contorted, a stunning display of a man coming undone. There was nothing sexier.

“Lauren,” he whispered.

He collapsed on top of her, and she closed her eyes, trying to shut out the things she was feeling. When she opened them again, and found him staring at her, her heart jumped.

Linc was right. He’d ruined her. How the hell was she ever going to piece herself back together when he took her home and said good-bye?

…

With the weekend behind them, Lauren stole a glance at Linc as he negotiated the car along the strip of highway leading to the airport. As if sensing her eyes on him, he reached out, closed his hand over hers, and gave a little squeeze. She swallowed against the dryness in her throat, but there was nothing she could do about the ache pounding away in her chest, around the vicinity of her heart. Over the weekend she’d fallen so damn hard for this man. Should she tell him? But what if he didn’t feel the same? What if this weekend really was only about sex for him?

Her heart crashed, and she took a breath, her mind racing a million miles an hour. She stared out the window, and a few minutes later Linc pulled into the parking lot, and powered the vehicle down. He turned to her. “All set?”

She nodded and reached for her door handle. The warm air fell over her as she left the air-conditioned car. Linc grabbed their luggage and met her at the front of the vehicle. They stepped inside the small airport, and, needing a moment to pull herself together and figure out how she was going to broach the subject of the future with Linc, see if maybe he wanted to continue this relationship past this weekend, she said, “I just need to make a quick trip to the ladies’ room.”

He twirled the keys around his fingers. “I’ll return the car and meet you back here.”

Lauren escaped into the bathroom. A pretty blonde stood at the counter, applying bright red lipstick to her pouty lips. As soon as she left, Lauren darted into one of the stalls, taking a few minutes to herself. She sat for a long time, trying to sort through everything that had happened this weekend and figure out what was real and what wasn’t. When someone else entered the stall next to her, she went to the sink, and splashed cold water on her face. As she looked at herself in the mirror, she smiled at the image she saw. There was a nice pink tinge on her cheeks, a new shine in her eyes. Linc did this to me. Honest to God, he was everything she’d ever wanted in a guy, and she had no idea sex could be like that. Maybe it was so good because she was with someone she really liked.