When she lifted her head from his chest and stared into his eyes, he instantly knew she felt and enjoyed the presence of his erection, because standing on tiptoe, she took his head in her hands and kissed him passionately on the lips. At this precise moment in time, with the rain becoming heavier and the thunder and lightning growing in intensity, the wedge between them in the form of the million bucks magically evaporated into thin air. Right now, she needed him as much as he needed her, the money being irrelevant.
Mac circled her tiny waist before sliding his hands under her pert little ass. As he lifted her from the ground, she instinctively wrapped her legs around him. He responded, feverishly kissing her swan-like neck and throat before moving to her perfect chin and lips. Christ he wanted her. He’d enjoyed many women in his thirty-eight years on this earth, but he’d never, in all his life, wanted a woman as much as he wanted Kendall right now.
She tasted wonderful, and he couldn’t get enough of her. He kissed her lips passionately again before forcing his tongue deep into her mouth. She responded, her tongue tangling with his, not because he forced her against her will, but because she wanted to. That thought alone made him realize that their relationship was subtly changing and evolving.
Soulful, expressive blue eyes stared up at him. “No more questions, Mac, please. Just love me like I know you want to.”
She could melt icebergs with charm like that. “Oh, honey, you got it.” Yeah, he was falling for her big time.
When he’d first seen her standing in the rain, Kendall had aroused him to such an extent that he’d intended to take this beautiful woman to his bed and then fuck her senseless between the fresh, cotton sheets. However, the incessant rain, along with the constant thunder and lightning arcing across the sky, only added to this perfect moment, so he’d take her right here, right now, with the full force of the elements battering their bodies. Sex outdoors had always been a big turn-on for him, and with a woman like Kendall, he knew the experience would be simply awesome.
With her silky legs wrapped tightly around him, her flimsy negligee now lay pooled at her waist, allowing him an uninterrupted view of her perfect feminine slit. Totally smooth and achingly beautiful, it beckoned him, luring him helplessly in.
“Woman, you are soooo fucking sexy.” He emphasized the word, lengthening it, so that she couldn’t fail to understand how much he wanted her.
With a knowing smile gracing her elegant features, Kendall wiped the rain from his face, which flowed down his cheeks before dripping off his chin. It was a lovely gesture, one of genuine affection. However, such was the power of Mother Nature, the water she swept away was immediately replaced as the deluge continued to hammer down from the heavens above. “You’re sexy, too, Mac.” She lowered those arresting eyes of hers and stared directly at his cock, which pushed impatiently against the inside of his boxer shorts. “That’s sexy, too, and I want it deep inside me.” Her china blues flicked upward again, and he knew they shared the same wavelength when she whispered in his ear, “Make love to me. I want you to. I need you to.”
Mac knew that whatever happened next, it would never be just fucking, because the connection he shared with Kendall grew stronger with each and every passing moment. She’d used the words “make love,” and that was exactly what he’d do, albeit in a style and manner of his own choosing. Kendall was special. So special as to take his breath away every time she so much as looked at him.
He unwrapped her legs from around his waist and gently lowered her to the ground. As she stood barefoot before him, he realized just how delicate and feminine she was. “Oh, honey, you are so going to enjoy this.”
She smiled but said nothing, and he knew she was as willing to move things on as he was. As he stared at her, he marveled at her beauty. Her negligee, now completely transparent because of the incessant rain, clung to every single curve of her perfect body. He particularly liked the way the wet satin caressed her breasts, emphasizing her hardened, aroused nipples.
He stepped from his boxer shorts, grateful that his cock was free at last. “Like what you see, honey?”
“Love it, sir.”
“Turn around, Kendall.”
She complied.
Fully aware of his cock twitching in front of him, he ripped the negligee from her body. To begin with, the suction kept part of it in place, the moisture sealing it to her flesh. Another determined yank finished the job, leaving her naked before him.
Kendall seemed to know what he wanted, because she proudly raised her chin, allowing long blonde hair, which had darkened from the rain, to cascade down her back.
He shook his head. He’d never felt this way about a woman before. “Oh, honey, have you any idea what you’re doing to this guy.”
She glanced over her shoulder, in that sexy Hollywood pose, the one that starlets seemed to love so much. “Yes. Yes, of course I do. I’m not a child, Mac.”
He moved her hair to one side, briefly holding it to his nose as he reveled in the texture and scent of her rain-soaked locks. Then, presented with the most beautiful, flawless back imaginable, he proceeded to lick the rain that flowed sensuously down the sculpted contours.
Starting at her shoulder blades, he adored every inch, working slowly downward until he reached her perfectly cinched waist. The taste of the soft rainwater mixing with her skin was an aphrodisiac, and as she quivered beneath his touch, he couldn’t help but worship the goddess standing before him. As lightning burned the sky blinding white again, Mac realized that Kendall was the only woman in the world for him.
Her ass was the perfect peach, and he tenderly circled then squeezed each individual globe, before licking the rainwater from them. Kendall was the complete package—intelligent, compassionate, and sexy as hell. The more time he spent with her, the more he realized she wasn’t the callous, self-serving thief he had first thought her to be.
Dropping to his knees, he used the fingers of both hands to spread her ass cheeks wide, before running his tongue along the length of her crack, catching the raindrops as they funneled down to him.
The storm grew stronger, the big guy upstairs clearly eager to demonstrate his power over the mere mortals living out their lives below him. Rain came down with such force now, it bounced off the limestone tiles surrounding the swimming pool with an energy that was awe-inspiring. Thunder roared its displeasure overhead, and the lightning grew brighter and more violent. Mac loved nature at its most powerful, and he figured Kendall did, too, because she stood with her arms spread wide and her face tilted to the wild night sky. Her sensuous mouth lay open, catching the rain as it fell, shrinking from none of it.
Mac wanted more. What man with red blood coursing through his veins wouldn’t? He spun her around, pulling her down as he did so, until she lay flat on her back close to the edge of the pool. So close in fact that her left hand dangled into the frothy water that overflowed onto the tiles.
He’d worship her pussy, too, and with sexual urges that needed to be satisfied, he spread her legs wide, before burying his tongue deep inside her silky smooth cunt, enjoying the uniquely feminine taste and scent.
Mac felt her hand in his hair, gently at first, but the more he stimulated her clit, the more the gentleness disappeared, until she pulled and twisted with a painful intensity.
Her breathy words encouraged him even more. “Fuck me, Mac. Please. I’m begging you.”
Chapter Eight
Mac’s wonderful silver-gray eyes were partially hooded as he lay his magnificent naked body over hers, sliding his huge erect prick inside her with a force that bordered on the brutal. He’d take her any way he wanted, and that was just fine by her.
“Yes, Mac, oh, yes.” Kendall feverishly wrapped her arms around him, desperate not to let him go, reveling in the way his muscular body shielded her from the rain that hammered against his bare back. As she clung to him, she couldn’t help but notice that his skin was burning hot, and she watched transfixed as the tension rippled erotically from his biceps, down through his powerful forearms as he held his weight from her.
Clearly on a sexual high, he fucked her as though she belonged to him for life, rather than the nine days she still owed him. He nipped at her neck and earlobes, before whispering, “You want this, don’t dare deny it, because I’m not making you do anything against your will.”
“I want this. I want you.” She wasn’t playacting to boost his ego. Kendall meant every word she said. Right this moment as thunder roared frighteningly overhead, she needed him.
Alone and unable to sleep, and fearing for Ashley’s safety, she’d given into emotion and quietly wept. Then, when she’d heard the storm first hit, she’d rushed outside, desperate for the rain to wash away the worry and anxiety that threatened to overwhelm her. As she’d stood there in just her negligee, it had been a cathartic experience as she’d surrendered herself to the power of nature. She hadn’t known that Mac was already out there hidden in the shadows, but now, as he fucked her with barely believable vigor and energy, she silently thanked God he was.