“I already know how this is going to end,” she declared as her heart raced.
“Liar,” he said with a hint of a smile. “You don’t know what I’m going to do. What I’m willing to risk. And that scares you because you don’t know what’s going to happen next. Well, I’ll give you a hint. It includes you and me naked on this porch.”
She gasped as the image flickered in her mind. It was daring, risky and forbidden. She knew better than to consider it, but the idea was unbearably exciting. “Let me be clear,” she said in a whisper. “We are not having sex on my front porch. Someone might see us.”
“I won’t let that happen,” he promised with a growl. “What happens tonight is for my eyes only.”
Travis reached out and threaded his hands in her long hair. She thought about twisting out of his hold—they might get caught, they might be exposed—but she welcomed the shadows, wanting to hide how she felt.
She didn’t understand it, couldn’t control it. Yet she also couldn’t see Travis’s expression. Was there a gleam of lust or triumph in his eyes? The porch was too dark, but she felt the tension in him. She grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him forward. Travis went willingly and their mouths collided.
The kiss was hot, hard and hungry. Excitement swirled inside her, wanting to break free. Christine slid her hands under his shirt, enjoying the warm skin and solid muscle beneath her fingertips.
Travis skimmed his hands under her thin blouse. Her stomach muscles clenched; his hands were large and she shivered as he tugged her blouse over her head.
The lightning forked across the night sky, illuminating them for a brief moment. She saw Travis’s face. His features were drawn, intense. He lowered his head and pressed his mouth against the curve of her neck as he slid her bra straps down her arms.
He unhooked her bra with ease and curved his fingers in the center between her breasts. Her pulse fluttered as he rubbed his knuckles against her sternum. With the flick of his wrist, the bra fell away.
Her breasts felt full and heavy under his gaze. Her nipples were tight and aching for his touch. She gasped when Travis covered her breast with his hand. Unease trickled down her spine. His touch was possessive. But she didn’t want to be claimed. If he claimed her, she would never let go. Christine didn’t want to think about the future. She only wanted to focus on this moment. For tonight, Travis was hers.
Pushing all thoughts away, Christine held Travis’s face and covered his mouth with hers, pouring everything into the kiss. She stopped only when she felt as though her lungs would burst.
Christine wrestled with his shirt until she dragged it off his arms. Her movements were urgent and eager, but she didn’t care. This was a second chance to be with Travis and she needed to capture a lifetime in one night. Christine pressed her chest against his, moaning with pleasure as skin met skin.
The thunder crashed over them, but she barely heard it as Travis gathered her in his arms and lowered her onto the padded bench behind them. The pillow was soft and cool against her flushed skin.
Lightning flashed as he teased her breasts with his mouth. The light and shadows danced along them as she rocked with Travis. It was as if this wasn’t real but part of a fantasy world.
Travis kissed and licked a trail down her stomach. His mouth was gentle and soft, but his hands were strong and demanding. She arched as he drew her jeans from her hips and pushed them aside.
She was naked, reaching for him, and he settled between her thighs. Travis bent his head, kissing her passionately, relentlessly. Christine groaned, frantic now as the pleasure rushed through her. She wanted to hold on, was determined to bring him closer. But Travis was in charge, bringing her to the edge with a devilish flick of his tongue before she climaxed.
She was still trembling with the aftershocks as he pulled away. Christine’s bliss knew no bounds and then she saw Travis unzip his jeans. She was mesmerized by his swift and elegant movements as he put on a condom before he settled again between her legs.
Desire gripped her body as the tip of his erection pressed against her heat. Thunder bellowed. Travis paused for a split second before he surged forward. She rolled her hips to meet his thrust. A crack of lightning blazed across the sky. This time she wanted the brightness. She wanted to see Travis at his most elemental.
“Hold on to me now, Christine,” he said through clenched teeth.
She clung to him in every sense. His thrusts were powerful and it wasn’t long before a climax erupted from deep inside her. She arched into Travis, her cries swallowed by the roar of the storm.
Christine held on tightly as Travis’s movements grew wilder. She didn’t want to let go. And she wouldn’t until tomorrow. Tomorrow she would return to her quiet life. Tonight she would make memories.