Jordyn arched into his body, gasping Lucian's name low, soft, and filled with need. It made him ache from the inside out. Her chest heaved with every breath she took. Her breasts were hot under his touch and her pink nipples pebbled into hard little buds as he grazed over them with calloused thumbs.
"I want you," Lucian ground out through clenched teeth. "On me, soaking me, fucking me like you do."
"Now," Jordyn demanded.
"Only you."
Pretty blue eyes flicked up to meet his. "Just me."
When her fingers fisted into his wet shirt, yanking it upwards, Lucian didn't stop Jordyn from taking the sopping material off. The pants and boxer-briefs he wore were undone and shoved down roughly around his hips, freeing his erect cock to Jordyn's hand. Gently, she stoked him further awake, pulling him closer with every tightening of her fingers.
Lucian groaned low when she dropped to her knees without warning and took him in her mouth. Silken, wet heat enveloped his shaft. Flicks of her tongue hit against the throbbing vein along the underside of his cock. Lucian found he couldn't think with her lips tight to his dick and her hand slipping under to palm his sac.
Cazzo, her mouth was amazing.
Saliva slicked up his cock as she took him deeper into her throat, over and over. Lucian was losing it faster than he ever had before. A low hum building in her chest vibrated all the way through his shaft and straight down to his balls. She watched him through thick, damp lashes, her gaze burning into his.
"Fuck … " he hissed, fingers weaving into her curls. "Dio, your mouth is heaven."
That was an understatement. He loved her mouth.
But Lucian didn't have an ounce of control when she sucked him off. Holding back his release was damn near impossible like this.
"Jesus, stop, sweetheart. I want to be fucking you when I come, and not in your mouth."
Jordyn released Lucian, grinning while she kissed up the length of his shaft as she rose to stand once more. When she was pressed against him again, he kissed her long and hard, tasting the salty remnants of his own precum in her mouth.
"Beautiful, you know?" he murmured along the seam of her lips.
"How many times are you going to tell me that?"
Lucian smirked. "Every day. All the time. It's true."
"Every single day?"
"All the time," he repeated.
Jordyn grabbed his hip and pulled him forward, grinding his cock into her toned stomach. "Now, yeah?"
"Hell yes."
Lucian didn't bother to think about the condoms just a few feet away, or the fact that it wouldn't take very long to go and grab one. He'd never in his life fucked without one. He was far too lost in the moment with this woman he adored so much. Jordyn was his, anyway.
When Jordyn hooked her leg around his hip, Lucian lifted her from the shower floor in one swift motion. She guided his cock with one hand between their bodies, allowing him to slide in her slick, tight heat without any hesitance. The sensitive walls of her channel flexed around his intrusion. Jordyn's head fell back to the tiled wall, her lips parting with a moan so sweet it rocked him to the core. Her sex took all of him with one hard thrust, straight to the hilt.
For a brief moment, Lucian simply felt her. All of her. Unsafe and natural, gripping him firmly, taking him deeper. It seemed like every nerve in his body had turned on for her, hyperaware of every breath she took, the blink of her lashes, and the way her body fit his perfectly.
"I need you to move," Jordyn said hoarsely. Every muscle in her body felt wound up like a coiled spring ready to snap. "Please, just move."
Lucian laughed deeply. "Are we over gentle, sweetheart?"
"So over. Fuck me."
It wasn't like he could deny her a damned thing.
Punishingly good was the best way to describe the way he took her against the shower wall. Hard and rough thrusts that slammed her back and shoulders into the tiles over and over. A little bit wild with her mouth opened to his cheek, broken, shuddering cries rolling over his senses to urge him on. Sinfully wicked as he grabbed her ass and pulled her harder into every roll of his hips.
Jordyn's fingers dug into his shoulders for support, her nails scoring across his flesh. It was only when he turned to kiss her trembling lips did she finally let go to hold his face to hers. Wide blue eyes with pupils so dilated he could see his reflection in her gaze stared back.
She came undone around him, knowingly bare and willing, shaking with his name in her mouth. Lucian was already losing himself inside her, too.
• • •
Jordyn woke to a colder bed than she was used to. She expected to see the faintest hint of morning creeping into the room from the windows, but only darkness was outside.
Rolling to her side, she reached over to turn on the lamp. There was no note on the bedside table to tell her Lucian left in the night and the clock glowed a time far too early for him to be prowling like he did sometimes. In fact, turning to the other side, she could see his beloved Eagle was glinting on his own table.
Lucian wouldn't leave the condo without his gun.
The connecting bathroom was dark, leaving Jordyn even more confused. No noise came from outside the opened bedroom door. Calling out his name, she received no response. She wasn't worried, really, but she was curious.
Jordyn didn't bother to gather anything to wear, instead wrapping the grey sheet from the bed tightly around her shoulders. While padding quietly through the condo to find Lucian, she tried futilely to untangle the mess her curls had become.
Sex against the shower wall had moved to the counter, and from there to the bed.
The memory of him kneeling between her legs, pushing her further up the bed as his mouth connected with her pussy had her stomach clenching with lust all over again. He didn't even seem to care his come was all over her sex from their frenzied coupling. She'd been so sensitive from orgasming more intensely than she ever had before that just a flick of his tongue to her clit sent her flying.
Lucian, when he was working out his pent-up frustrations, could be downright insatiable.
Jordyn didn't complain.
If she'd had any thought before that Lucian didn't want her in every way he could have her, they were gone now.
And, even if he hadn't said it, Jordyn was pretty sure that man was in love with her.
Crazy, possessively, and totally in love with her.
His eyes always did speak more than his mouth.
It wasn't long before Jordyn found Lucian out on his rooftop deck. Resting in one of the chairs that matched his outdoor dining set, he was leaning it back so it only sat on two of the four legs. With his bare feet setting up on the edge of the metal banister, he seemed to be overlooking the lights and movement of a still awake city.
Thick smoke curled from his lips on an exhale, drawing the pungent scent of weed in Jordyn's direction. While she'd smelled it on him before, it was the first time she ever seen him indulging in the harmless high.
"You could have woke me up," Jordyn said from behind him.
Lucian didn't act the least bit surprised by her intrusion. Actually, he held one of his hands out to the side of his chair, waiting for hers to hold. The moment her palm met his, he tugged her closer to his side. She rested on the arm of his carefully balanced chair as he took another hit from the dwindling joint before releasing it to the dark sky as well.
"You looked peaceful like you do," Lucian replied. "I don't like waking you when you're dreaming."
Jordyn smiled. "No?"
"No. Dreams shouldn't be interrupted by selfish men, Jordyn."
"You're high."
"A little," Lucian agreed, smirking lazily. "What are you doing up, anyway?"
Jordyn shrugged under the grey sheet. "I forgot to tell you something earlier."
Lucian took another hard draw from the joint, effectively finishing it before tossing it into the steel ashtray at his feet. "What was it, sweetheart?"
"That I was going to come back."
A smile curved Lucian's lips, lax and easy from the weed. Jordyn grinned at the sight of him careless and carefree. "Today, you mean?"
"Yeah. After I got what I wanted, I was going to grab another taxi back here."
"I didn't realize you had stressful enough thoughts that they would wake you up so you could tell me of them."
"Of course it was," Jordyn said, fending mock offence. "This kind of thing is very important."
"Why's that?"
Jordyn swallowed her nerves. It wasn't the time for them. "Because, Lucian … I love you, too."
The chair Lucian had been leaning back on two legs dropped to the roof patio with a thud, nearly knocking her off the chair. For a long time, he didn't say anything. Jordyn didn't let his silence cut away at the security she had in her own feelings, or knowledge of how strong they were for him.
It just was.
Better she start admitting them now.
"Yeah?" Lucian finally asked, his strong arm coming to wrap around her waist.
"Yeah. I just wanted to tell you so you know. There's no wondering about it, or dancing around. I just do. It's kind of easy. That's a little scary."