“Luce, I want you. I want it all—the three of us—but right now, I need you.”
Breathing what sounded like a sigh of relief, Lucy shifted in his lap and straddled him. She rubbed her pussy along the ridge of his hardened cock, reminding him of how much he wanted her for himself. How many nights had he lain awake wondering what it would be like to make love to her until they were both senseless? Before he could answer his own question, she whispered, “I want you, too.”
Grasping handfuls of her hair, he held her to him and kissed her again, molding his lips to hers in a caress full of promises. She was so unlike the woman he’d grown accustomed to that it thrilled his senses.
She held nothing of herself back, arching against him, pressing her breasts against his chest, sharing her warmth and her willingness with him. Unreserved. She wove a cocoon of warmth and acceptance around him that he’d despaired of ever finding. She filled the cold places in his soul.
The only thing missing was the man in the next room. Not because Patrick had anything besides a brotherly interest in him but because he knew Lucy was capable of giving her love to Beck as well, multiplying it and filling the deep void in his life as well.
Patrick wanted her between them with both of them taking care of her, and her taking care of them. For now, he’d revel in what she gave to him alone.
He brushed the silky fabric of her robe back over her shoulders, causing the overlapping front plackets to part. Her bare skin seared his chest and he groaned as her warm, bountiful breasts filled his hands to overflowing.
He wanted to drown in her, lay her down and just wallow in the sensual heat and soft curves of her body. He pushed the robe from her as she tried to undo the fly of his still-damp jeans. They both wound up laughing and she climbed from his lap and watched him as he stripped his remaining clothing off and then pulled her back down into his lap.
Her skin was like satin under his hands as he stroked her shoulders and her back. He pressed his nose against the velvety flesh beneath her ear and licked and kissed her there as he untied the sash of her robe and tugged the flimsy garment away. Lust ratcheted higher as he wrapped his arms around her, lifting her against him and buried his face in her cleavage, breathing in her intoxicating womanly scent.
“I’ve wanted to do this so much, Luce. I’ve needed you.”
She raked her fingernails through his hair, gently scraping his scalp until shivers raced up and down his back and then she palmed the sides of his head and looked at him. She was tall for a woman, so in that position straddling his lap, she was actually looking down at him. Her beautiful face was framed by thick waves of long hair the color of midnight.
The heat glowing in her eyes gave her a powerful, almost regal air, and she smiled at him and rubbed her thumb across his lower lip as she spoke. “I want you. I want it all. I’ll never settle for less ever again. The way you look at me makes me feel beautiful. Desirable.” Something else flickered in her gaze and then was gone as her tone softened. “I’ve needed that.”
The thought flitted through Patrick’s mind that Lucy probably had demons of her own. Sharing his story had been cathartic and he planned to extend the same courtesy to her. For now, he’d settle for showing her how much he desired her.
He loved seeing the fire in her eyes because he knew self-confidence didn’t come easy for her. He didn’t know why, because she was one of the sexiest women he’d ever met. The memory of the hurt in her eyes the night he’d met her, when Beck had turned down her offer of a dance still stuck with him, and so did the guilt for not grabbing her himself. But he could make up for his inaction now.
He laid her down on the couch and settled his hips between hers, groaning as she rubbed her slippery pussy against his cock, and drawing a moan from her. His need to be inside her was fierce.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and cradled him against her as he tormented one of her nipples before switching to the other. The hardened points turned darker as he sucked at them. He lost track of time as she trembled beneath him, stroking the back of his head and his shoulders.
It made him feel powerful to evoke such a response in this woman who so often went out of her way to please others and make them feel good. She deserved all of his attention.
A shudder rushed through him as she slid her hand down his rib cage to between his legs and stroked and squeezed his balls until his eyes nearly crossed. He gritted his teeth and flickers of impending orgasm raced through him as her fingers traced through the crisp hairs surrounding his cock. How long had it been since he’d been tempted and teased like this?
Never.