Chapter 14

Disappointment flowed through Seth as he made the slow trek back to Amber's hotel room. Just as he'd feared, the hotel had no vacancies. He glanced skyward and silently wondered what he'd done to deserve this punishment. All he wanted was to share something special with the woman he was coming to love.

He reached her door and took a deep breath. Knowing she wanted this night as much as he did only made him feel worse. The universe, it appeared, had a sick sense of humor and right now they were the butt of its joke. He lifted a hand and knocked. A moment later the door opened and Amber peeked around the edge. "Hey."

"Hey." Not bothering to hide his disappointment, he shook his head. "The hotel is booked solid. I'm sorry."

"It's okay." She motioned. "Why don't you come in?"

On a nod, he stepped inside. He walked into the room turned back to look at her and froze at what he saw. She wore a simple black silk nightie, with spaghetti straps and fringed in lace. Shock registered first, immediately followed by a fierce arousal. Barely able to control himself, he took a step toward her. "Where did you get that?"

A small smile tipped her lips. "I've been saving it for a special occasion. I think tonight qualifies as special, don't you?"

Confusion slowly settled into his brain as he glanced over his shoulder. "But...what about Kaitlyn?"

Amber grinned as she closed the remaining distance between them. "She's staying with Naomi and Cameron tonight."

Seth grinned as her words took root. "Tell her I'm forever grateful."

She lifted a hand to cup his cheek and leaned into him. "She said you're welcome." Her hand slid around his neck and she pulled his head down to give him a kiss.

The embers of desire, already smoldering for weeks, ignited in a raging fire so powerful it nearly brought him to his knees. In an instant he backed her against the wall, his hands braced against the wall on either side of her face. His body pressed against hers as frenzied desire erased nearly all logic, leaving raw unbridled need in its wake. He wanted her, needed her in ways he hadn't imagined possible. He slid his hands down her body, his fingers teased the lace edge of her nightgown, then dipped beneath.

Yet another wave of shock washed through his system, as the realization that she wore nothing beneath the silk and lace cut through the fog in his brain. Blinding need spurred him forward as he groaned. "I promised myself I wouldn't do this, but I can't help it."

"Do what?" she panted.

"Take you like some savage, but God I want you so bad I can't seem to think straight."

"So don't think." She rocked against him, adding fuel to his desire. "Just feel."

His control snapped and he growled as his fingers curled around the fabric and pulled the silk up and over her body. Without looking away, he flung the garment across the room, then gathered her breasts in his hands. She arched her back and her head thumped against the wall as she gasped. He wanted to slow down and savor every touch, every taste, every emotion that passed between them, but the monster inside demanding immediate gratification refused to be tamed.

With one hand he reached between them to work the belt loose on his jeans. Her hand came down over his, shooing him away. She made quick work of the belt, button and zipper, then pushed his jeans down, taking his underwear with them. His body jerked as her hand wrapped around him and gave a good stroke.

"Oh fuck, baby," he growled against her ear. "I need to be inside you...now."

She released her grip on him, lifted her leg and wrapped it around him, granting him silent permission. He grabbed her bottom and lifted her off the ground as she wrapped her other leg around his waist. He groaned at the delicious feel of his erection slipping through her wet folds.

Amber wrapped one arm around his neck, reached between them with the other and guided him into her. He slid in smoothly, stretching her, filling her. Desperate to be connected in every way he crashed his mouth over hers as he immediately began to thrust.

The back of her head bumped against the wall as she broke the kiss and gasped for breath. "God yes, Seth."

Her desperate plea spurred him forward and his fingers dug into her flesh as he thrust harder. He wasn't going to last long. Already the need swirled within him, building higher, growing stronger until it exploded into a burst of indescribable sensations. He grunted and his body tightened as he spilled into her, marking her. He felt her begin to pulse around him, extending his pleasure as she reached her climax. She cried out and he covered her mouth, swallowing the sound as they came together for the first time.

Lightning flashed outside, briefly illuminating the room. It was immediately followed by a clap of thunder that shook the building. Feeling content and secure beneath the covers, despite the storm raging outside, Amber snuggled closer to Seth. The hand he splayed across her belly moved up to cup her breast as he whispered against her ear. "Keep that up and I'll be ready to go again."

Despite coming together twice already, his statement caused a shiver of desire to ripple through her. "Mmmm." She wiggled her hips, grinding her backside against his growing erection. "I could go again."

He snagged her earlobe between his teeth and lightly bit down. "Insatiable little wench."

She rolled over to face him. "You're the one who let the genie out of the bottle."

He grinned. "So does that mean you'll grant my every wish?"

She angled her head and pressed a kiss against his bearded jaw. "Whatever your heart desires."

"You are what my heart desires," he replied as he leaned in and took her mouth in a kiss so soft, yet so filled with passion she nearly cried. Slowly he pulled back and stared at her. "My beautiful Amber," he whispered. His fingers danced along arm, sending waves of awareness rushing along her skin. Then he leaned forward and kissed the top of the shoulder, then he shifted his big body, moving down the bed. His lips trailed along her neck, over her collarbone and along the slope of her breast, carving an erotic path that left her flesh hot and tingly.

As if he had all the time in the world he turned his attention first to one breast, sucking her swollen nipped between his lips and tugging gently, while he tweaked the other between his finger and thumb.

Desire shot directly to her core and dampness gathered between her legs as that now familiar tension began to grow. The staccato of the rain pounding against the balcony doors, mixed with the nearly continual barrage of thunder and lightning, echoing the urgency growing within her.

Desperate for something to cling to, she laced her fingers through his hair and moaned. He gently raked his teeth across her nipple, offering just a small bit of pain before returning to lave the sensitive skin. Her breast felt sensitive and swollen, especially when his beard scraped along her skin. No way could she take much more, yet they'd just begun.

He shifted and reached down between their bodies. His fingers traveled over her mound and delved down to the sweet spot between her legs. Her flesh, still swollen from their earlier bout of lovemaking was slick with her desired. She spread her legs, granting him access and was rewarded with him sliding two fingers deep inside. She arched her back and rocked her hips, grinding against his hand. As amazing as the sensation felt, she needed more. Incredibly, the frenzy of need swept through her much like the howling wind swept away everything in its path. The pressure built and she gasped. "Seth!"

He lifted his head, letting her nipple go with a wet pop. "Yeah baby?"

"I want you."

A smile tipped his lips. "You have me."

She shook her head against the sheet. "No, I want to feel you inside me."

Instead of removing his fingers he added a third. "Right here?"

"Yes!" she sobbed. "God yes!." A deluge of pleasure rained over her, coming faster, harder. "Oh...oh...Seth!" She cried as her body convulsed around his invading fingers, yet it still wasn't enough to appease the craving, the deep seated need demanding satisfaction.

He shifted above her, wedged his hips between her splayed thighs, removed his fingers and thrust home. Her body splintered as pleasure poured from places previously unknown and her mouth fell open on a silent cry. How was it even possible that he could not only make her come for the third time that night, but make each time that much better?

For several long seconds he remained still, then he lowered his body to hers until her breasts pressed against his chest. Her hands came up and she cradled his face in her palms. Even in the dark she could tell he was watching her.

Then he began to move. It didn't take long for their bodies to grow slick with perspiration as he plunged into her, filling her over and over. Her body tensed as that now familiar sensation began to build. Unbelievably, she was going to come yet again. She rocked her hips against him, trying to find the friction she needed to finish the job.

Bracing his body on one arm he slid a hand along her side and slipped his fingers between their bodies. With only the slightest application of pressure she began to writhe as her climax exploded. Grasping for purchase she curled her fingers into the sheets as above her he cried out with his release and together they tumbled into the abyss.