Opal Fire
by
Lady-T
Blame Robert Palmer and cherry cough sweets. Think Gershwin's "Summertime"
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue.
Author's Note: It's deliberate ambiguity. Make up your own mind and quit lookin' at me like that. . .
The lazy sun sank slowly over the burning orange hills, the intense heat of the day finally subsiding into the lazy warmth of twilight.
The nostalgia of youth always made summers seem hotter and more vivid, but today had surpassed even those fondest of memories. Passions had run high through the bodies of the sun-drenched bathers sprawled on the lawns and, as the sun began its low descent, they had returned indoors, seeking the soothing quiet and peaceful solitude of their rooms.
The metal doors of the elevator clanged shut behind her as the icy blast of the air conditioner stung her heat exhausted skin, the floor jerking slightly as the elevator began it's descent.
She could feel him watching her from the back wall, his muscular frame seeming to create its own aura of impenetrable shadow as his arms crossed deliberately over his chest.
Her heart momentarily skipped.
He'd been watching her a lot, but whether from desire or disdain she hadn't been able to work out.
He'd stared at her for as long as she could remember, his eyes glittering like polished jet whenever she came near, his expression locked into something dark, powerful and tangibly dangerous.
She chose to ignore his searing gaze, turning her back to him and focusing instead on the lights that flicked their way down, illuminating the floor numbers.
The hair on her skin prickled, a shiver running through her bones as his gaze burned into her.
~ "You can't plug that in there. It's overloaded. You'll blow the fuses."
"It's only a hairdryer. . . "
"But. . . " ~
*Snap*
An electric blue spark jumped from the socket as darkness engulfed the mansion. In the gloom the lift jerked to halt, emergency brakes clamping shut and shaking the occupants with the sudden stop.
In the sudden silence, metal creaked.
"What was that?" She whispered to the darkness, the dimmed emergency lights slowly filling the black void that had suddenly shrouded them.
He straightened, levering himself from the wall and stepping closer to her, her back still turned on him.
"Power's out."
His voice filled the silence like molten chocolate pouring through her mind and she wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly conscious of how the iced air had made her body stiffen.
The iced air and, oh God, he was right behind her. . .
He was right there, almost pressed into her back.
She could feel his eyes blazing over her skin as he came closer, the heat from his body palpable.
His gaze followed the swooping neck of her shirt as it dipped down her spine, the creamy flesh awakening a lingering spark in his mind that had been fueled by the summer heat of the day.
A raw, primal need was tempered by the endless sunshine into an ache that throbbed in his soul.
"Could be stuck here for hours. . . " She whispered, her voice shaking slightly as her head became light, the intoxicating smell of him, the smell of raw, intense man fueling her senses and making her chest beat hollow.
He didn't reply.
Staring intently at the perfect, smooth expanse of her shoulder and neck, the pale skin seemed to beckon him, pleading to be touched, tasted.
She smelled of sun cream and grass and fueled summer need, and he couldn't tear his gaze away from the soft expanse of flesh. Smoothed by the dim light it dipped and curved, flowing from the nape of her neck down the curve of her spine and out across perfect, pale shoulders.
She could feel him behind her, so close she could sense his hot breath tickling against the back of her neck. Warm curls of air floated over her flesh as he breathed, her heart beating fast within her chest.
She shivered as time seemed to pause.
A frozen moment as his head dipped slightly, his lips hovering over the bare expanse of her neck.
He paused there for a second, the warmth of his closeness radiating through her like the anticipation and the sudden, desperate need that filled her body. She swallowed, her mouth parched, and closed her eyes. She could hear him breathing, slowly tracing the line of her jaw with his eyes, burning a trail across her skin with his gaze. She could sense his desire in his presence and she silently begged him to touch her, the idea of his tender lips on her soft neck made her heart skip, her lips parting slightly in anticipation.
Her pulse thundered behind her closed eyes as he slowly kissed her, the lightest brush of his lips on the crook of her neck halting the air in her lungs.
Her whole body tingled as she held herself, sensation shooting up her spine and a brief touch on her skin firing passion into her mind. Her legs seemed to lose all strength but she somehow remained upright, desperate for his touch again as it charged her body with white electricity. Every pore crackled.
She felt the smallest sigh over her shoulder then his lips were on her tingling flesh once more, longer this time, her body shuddering at the gossamer sensation.
His arms slowly enclosed her body, wrapping himself around her and pulling her close as her knees seemed to give way. Her fingers curled around the warm, supporting embrace as his lips brushed the delicate, shivering skin on her throat.
She felt herself leaning into him, his tender kisses merely brushing her senses while her lips burned for his attention.
Her whole body shivered in anticipation, her eyes floating open and shut languorously as his gentle caresses lulled her into a dizzying stupor.
Her heart thundered as she slowly turned to face him, the embers in his eyes staring at her with smouldering darkness in the half-light.
His lips were parted slightly from kissing her and she leaned into him, their parched mouths tasting the exquisite sweetness of the other, drinking like crystal water. Soft, gentle flesh merged and she could taste the cigars in his mouth, the whiskey on his tongue as it searched for hers, breathing molten air into her lungs as the passion became fervor.
It awakened a deepening ache in both of them, summer-fueled primal need pushing to the fore as she pressed herself into him.
Her arms slowly twined around his neck, pulling his lips closer as she devoured his tongue, urgency clutching her brain as she moaned into his mouth. Desire-fogged minds sparked a flame desperate to consume, fueling an insistence that blossomed inside her chest.
It grew within him too, his heart pounding against his ribcage as, releasing her lips, he pushed her back against the wall, his body covering hers.
Glad for the support she leaned into the wall's metal solidity, resting her head on the firm surface as she caught her breath.
His presence was warm and solid around her as she felt his touch slide appreciatively over the curves of her body, caressing the slope of her waist and hip as his lips sought out hers.
Flames licked across her collar bone, following the line of his caressing mouth as his hands trailed round her waist, pulling her hips close against his. She clutched his shoulders desperately, pulling herself into him, combining their bodies so he could touch her like this forever.
He ignited the spark and she fanned it, anticipation filling her body like a yawning chasm in her stomach.
His quiet sighs and moans sounded solely in the darkness, the sound of a starving man looking to be sated by devouring her whole.
She whimpered lightly as their bodies instinctively ground together, feeling his arousal grow despite the layers that separated them.
Strong hands hoisted her from the floor, pulling her up by her thighs to rest around his waist. Her back pressed into the supporting wall as she felt the solid bulge of his body beneath hers. Desperate hands gripped his broad shoulders as the electric sparkle of sensation danced across her form.
His hand slid up the inside her thigh, creeping under her skirt to caress the damp heat that pulsated between her legs.
She squirmed against his palm as the pressure teased her sense, the ache growing and her heart thundering with each second of contact.
He growled with lust, the corner of his lip curling up to reveal a shining, pointed canine as he ran a finger down the line of her panties.
His tongue invaded her mouth, stealing the breath from her lungs as his passionate kiss burned fire into her lips. Her hands clawed feebly through his hair, her mind shutting down as his tongue pressed into her.
He tasted of whiskey and smoke and Logan. So much Logan. . .
He pulled away, leaving her panting for air, eyes half closed as her brain registered the loss of his contact.
His finger tugged at the hot fabric of her underwear as he leaned in to skim at her neck again. Nibbling and suckling the skin he whispered to her.
"These have got to go. . . "
She nodded dumbly as a claw eased from his hand. He slid it past the fabric of her panties, shearing it away at the apex of her legs. She whimpered silently at the suddenly cool breeze smoothing over the heat of her arousal.
The soft scent of her sex drove him further, fogging his mind with the remembered phantom the sensation that awaited him.
He leaned a little harder into the wall, holding her steady against his body as desperate hands crept under her shirt, gently kneading her breasts through the fabric of her bra.
She gasped and bucked her hips against his hard, muscular body as his fingers found her nipples through the cloth. Her legs gripped his body tightly as she groaned, the pressure causing his erection to swell as he lifted her shirt up, revealing the two gentle mounds sensitive flesh.
Strong fingers freed them from the fabric that contained her, thumbs catching against the sensitive buds of her nipples as his tongue invaded past her lips once more.
She sighed into his mouth, her head lolling backwards as he trailed fiery kisses down the line of her throat.
Her eyes closed, letting the sensation overwhelm her as she whimpered with need at the pulsating inferno between her legs.
Tickling and stroking her heated buds, he felt her quiver under his onslaught. She breathed his name, hardening him further as she ground her hips into his, her fingers clawing through his thick, black hair.
She tilted his face up to hers, her lips parting in a mask of pleasure as his skilful fingers stroked the tips of her painfully hard buds, pleasure aching through her muscles.
Desperate need flooded her senses and her back arched, pushing her heat into his hard body as the first wave of ecstasy began to build in her form.
She bucked against him hard but it wasn't enough. Not enough to push her over the cliff edge that yawned before her, her entire body singing for blessed release.
She dropped her head to his, breathless and needing. Their faces so close she could feel his breath on her lips.
"Fuck me, Logan. . . "
He growled, lips capturing hers under a brutal, sensual onslaught.
His hand slipped down her stomach and pushed up the hem of her skirt, his fingers pressing between her legs. His touch slipped past the silken skin of her entrance, feeling the slick heat of her arousal as his fingers pushed into her core.
She groaned as the tip of his thumb brushed past her clit, and she pushed herself hard into the support behind her as his touch pressed harder into her body. He felt so good. . .
Intense, wet heat surrounded him, her muscles contracting around his invasion as she squirmed on his hand, pleasure building in her mind as his curling fingers stimulated her body.
Feeling the burning readiness of her sex he snarled with pleasure. He pulled his fingers out, grazing over the throbbing bud of nerves as he moved, making her whimper and clutch his shoulders at the lost contact.
His throbbing manhood pounded against his jeans and he gratefully released it, the hardness of his erection being teased by her constant squirming.
She hissed.
"Logan, please. . . "
The corners of his lips twitched upwards as plunged into her, impaling her sex on his hardness. Her body tensed with the pleasure as he filled her, burying himself in the tight fire of her core.
She gasped and bucked against him as he began to thrust into her body. His mouth locked onto the hardened peak of her exposed breast, his rough tongue suckling over tortured flesh as his hands gripped her thighs.
He thrust hard, their hips fusing together has he fucked her into the wall, bodies grinding in a frantic, ecstatic rhythm as she cried out.
She felt the pressure in her core, his hands gripping her ass as he pulled her harder onto him, trying to bury himself deeper. Sweat glistened on his skin as her fingers dragged over his back, clutching at cloth like the last remains of her sanity.
The blissful sensation swelled up her body as her climax built, the suckling at her nipple shooting lightening down her spine as he thrust into her.
He felt her sex contract as her back arched, fingers gripping hard into his shoulders. She cried out, her twitching body gripping him like a vice, heart pumping as he pushed her over the edge, heat filling her body as they came hard, the pressure firing behind her eyes like a supernova as her mind exploded.
They fell, panting, against the wall, his body still embedded in hers and her legs still wrapped around his waist, locking him there.
Neither felt like moving as he rested his head on her chest, her fingers still playing through his hair as her heart thumped wildly.
The lights would come on soon, but here in the darkness there was only fire.
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