to hers.
The streaks of fiery light didn’t deter Rubin at all. His features were a mask of pure sensuality, his eyes intense, focused, primal, almost feral. He moved fast and hard in her, his relentless, burning cock threatening to destroy her. Flames sizzled inside her with every thrust, streaked through her, around her, around them. The crackling bolts burned through her body, taking her higher and higher, that pressure deep inside coiling tighter and tighter until she was afraid she would lose her mind.
The fireball inside her roared and thundered, spun and ricocheted off the walls of her body, but she couldn’t breathe or think. The tension kept building. She’d always been hot. Too hot. Afraid she would burn from the inside out. Now it was really true. All around her she would see the evidence of the lightning bugs spilling out of her body, too hot to be contained. Zipping through the air all around her.
Rubin continued to surge into her, and she never wanted him to stop because she was desperate. She needed. But she didn’t know what. But this time, the fire was too hot. The lightning too close, with nowhere to let it go. The electrical charges were going to destroy her—destroy him. She couldn’t let that happen, but she didn’t know how to stop it.
My lightning bug. Just step off the cliff with me and fly.
Rubin’s hands tightened on her. There was love in his eyes. Tenderness. Right there for her to see. It had been there all along. Looking into his eyes, she let the strength of the sensations rushing through her body take her over. Fear receded enough to allow her to feel the intensity of the roaring fire as all pleasure. His shaft swelled even more, pressing tightly against her channel. In reaction, her silken muscles clamped down on his cock hard, like a vise, even while he pumped in and out of her, causing the friction to be wilder. Hotter.
She felt the contractions, the ripples of pleasure spreading through her entire body. This was a storm at its best, an electrical outpouring of heat and fiery fury rushing through her in a torrent of flames. Her body locked down almost viciously on his, grasping greedily, squeezing and milking his thick, long cock with her scalding-hot muscles, forcing him with her.
Her blood had never been this hot, pumping through her body in a complete firestorm while thunder crashed in her ears. Flames, white hot and sparking like fireflies, burned over her skin and behind her eyes. The lightning storm in her body seemed endless, the waves crashing through her strong and fierce, a beautiful fury rocking her. She heard her own cry. Heard his hoarse shout. Her bones seemed to melt until she became pure energy, just a white-hot streak twined with Rubin, melded together, wearing the same skin, sharing the same mind where she floated in nothing but pleasure.
Around the room little fireflies seemed to dance and then slowly settled while her heart pounded like crazy and she tried desperately to find a way to breathe. Rubin very gently lowered her legs to the bed.
I have to know you’re all right. We got a little out of control, Jonquille.
She had to smile because he used telepathy instead of trying to talk. He wasn’t getting any more air than she was. I’m just fine. Perfect. You are perfect.
He was. Everything about him was perfect.
But I’m not moving. If you think we’re going to jump up and head back to the Fontenots’, you’re going by yourself. I can’t move.
Rubin laughed. She loved his laugh. She knew that not too many people got his laughter, but he gave that to her. He sounded younger. He looked younger. He turned away from her and went to the master bath. She heard water running and wished she had energy enough to move so she could clean up, but that wasn’t happening. Not yet.
Rubin returned with a hot washcloth and towel. Of course he would. He was Rubin. He was already clean, and he gently cleaned her. She didn’t know why she wasn’t embarrassed, but she wasn’t. He was thorough too. Just as he had been when he asked her all sorts of personal questions about sex and birth control. He was frank and uninhibited about his sexual practices. It wasn’t like she could have sexual practices when she might accidentally electrocute someone, but she was careful enough to stay on birth control.
She was a woman alone.