Chapter 26: Skyline Surrender

Lucas kept his fingers moving in a slow and agonizing rhythm.

Camilla chased his hand with her hips.

The silk blindfold hid her eyes but her parted lips and ragged breathing told him everything he needed to know.

She was entirely at his mercy. The woman who commanded boardrooms and dictated multi-million dollar real estate deals was currently begging a younger man to push her over the edge.

He waited until her breathing reached a frantic peak. Then he stopped.

He withdrew his hand and stepped back from the edge of the mattress.

Camilla let out a sharp whine of frustration. Her hands twitched at her sides as she fought the urge to reach out and pull him back.

"Lucas," Camilla breathed. Her voice was strained and demanding.

"I am right here," Lucas said.

He reached down and slipped the silk mask off her face. Camilla blinked rapidly against the ambient glow of the city lights pouring through the massive windows. Her green eyes were blown wide with lust and confusion.

"I want you looking at me for this," Lucas murmured.

He hooked his thumbs under the elastic band of his black boxer briefs and pushed them down.

He kicked them aside. He stood naked at the edge of the bed. The cool air of the empty penthouse brushed against his heated skin.

Camilla stared at him. The hunger in her expression was raw and unfiltered.

She did not look at him like a calculated asset or a corporate spy. She looked at him like a starving woman who had finally found a meal.

Lucas climbed onto the mattress. He did not hover over her this time.

He sat back against the plush pillows resting against the headboard and stretched his legs out. He reached forward and grabbed her by the waist.

He pulled her up the length of the bed.

Camilla crawled toward him with eager grace. She swung her long legs over his thighs and straddled his lap.

The smooth skin of her inner thighs pressed against his hips. She braced her hands on his chest and looked down into his eyes.

"My turn to drive," Camilla whispered.

She lifted her hips and slowly sank down onto him.

The initial connection forced a unified gasp from both of them. The slick heat of her core swallowed him inch by inch. The friction was incredible.

Lucas gripped her waist to steady her as she took his full length. She dropped her head back and let out a long trembling sigh.

She tried to set the pace. She began to roll her hips in a slow grinding circle. She wanted to take control of the pleasure and dictate the rhythm.

Lucas refused to let her win.

He moved his hands from her waist and slid them up her back. He tangled his fingers deep into the thick waves of her dark hair. He tightened his grip and gave a firm backward pull.

Camilla gasped.

The sudden command forced her to arch her back and angle her face toward the ceiling. The movement exposed the long pale line of her throat.

She did not fight the grip. A deep eager shudder ran through her body. She loved the raw assertion of dominance. She loved that he was not afraid to handle her roughly.

Lucas lifted his hips and thrust upward to meet her. The collision sent a jolt of fire straight up his spine.

He pulled her face down to meet his. He kissed her hard. He swallowed her soft moans and tasted the dark cherry flavor on her tongue.

He kept his grip firm in her hair and dictated the angle of her head while he drove into her from below.

The penthouse echoed with the wet sound of their bodies meeting. The leather and paint smell of the vacant room was entirely replaced by the heavy musk of sex.

"You feel so good," Camilla moaned against his lips. Her nails dug half-moons into his shoulders.

Lucas checked the blue overlay of his Erogenous Mapping skill. The visual data highlighted the mounting tension coiling in her lower abdomen.

The straddling position was deep but it was not giving him the leverage he needed to break her completely.

He released her hair and grabbed her hips.

"Hold on," Lucas warned.

He rolled his weight to the side and flipped her onto her back in a single fluid motion. Camilla let out a startled cry as her spine hit the mattress.

Before she could react Lucas caged her beneath his body. He hooked her knees over his forearms and pushed her thighs wide open.

The new angle changed everything.

He drove forward and buried himself as deep as physically possible. Camilla screamed his name.

Her hands scrambled blindly across the white sheets until she found his arms. She gripped his biceps tight enough to leave bruises.

"Look at me," Lucas commanded.

Camilla forced her eyes open. Her chest heaved. A sheen of sweat made her skin glow in the dim light of the skyline.

Lucas established a grueling relentless pace. He pulled back and slammed into her with a heavy rhythm that made the massive king-sized bed slide an inch across the hardwood floor.

He used his System knowledge to adjust his angle by a fraction of a degree.

He hit the exact sensitive cluster of nerves the blue overlay illuminated.

Camilla threw her head back. A broken sob of pure pleasure tore from her throat.

The corporate titan was gone. He had stripped away her arrogance her paranoia and her money.

She was reduced to nothing but raw sensation and the desperate need for his friction.

"Don’t stop," Camilla begged. She thrashed against the pillows. "Lucas."

"I won’t," Lucas whispered fiercely.

He leaned down and bit the soft skin where her neck met her shoulder. The sharp sting of his teeth made her arch wildly against him.

He sucked a dark mark into her skin.

The heat pooling at the base of his spine grew unbearable. He could feel the tight walls of her core pulsing and clenching around him.

A bright notification flashed in his vision.

[Target climax imminent.]

[Dependency Level reaching critical mass.]

Lucas ignored the floating text and focused entirely on the woman beneath him. He grabbed her hands and pinned them to the mattress on either side of her head.

He wanted her to feel the total surrender of the moment.

He increased his speed. The slapping sound of skin against skin filled the room.

Camilla shattered.

Her green eyes rolled back and a loud piercing cry escaped her lips.

Her inner walls clamped down on him with a crushing force. Her body trembled violently beneath him as wave after wave of intense pleasure wracked her nervous system.

The intense pressure was the final push Lucas needed. He drove forward one last time and buried himself to the hilt.

He groaned and released into her. His own climax ripped through him with a blinding heat that made his vision swim.

He collapsed against her chest.

He rested his full weight on her. His heart hammered a frantic rhythm against her ribs. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and fought to catch his breath.

Camilla wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She pulled him tight against her and tangled her fingers in his hair.

She dragged her nails lightly across his scalp in a soothing exhausted gesture. Her chest rose and fell in heavy jagged breaths.

The silence of the empty skyscraper settled over them once again. The distant city lights continued to blink silently through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

They lay tangled together in the dark for several long minutes. The slick heat of their shared sweat cooled against the crisp white sheets.

Lucas eventually raised his head and looked down at her. Her makeup was ruined. Her hair was a tangled mess.

A dark red bruise was already forming on her collarbone where he had bitten her. She looked devastated and utterly relaxed.

"You are something," Camilla whispered. Her voice was raspy and weak.

Lucas smiled. He brushed a damp strand of hair away from her forehead. He pressed a soft kiss to her temple.

"You asked me to prove it," Lucas replied.

Camilla let out a soft laugh that vibrated against his chest. She shifted her hips slightly.

The movement caused a fresh wave of friction between them since they were still intimately connected.

Her green eyes slowly opened. The heavy exhaustion in her gaze was already being replaced by a returning spark of hunger.

"I am a skeptical type as you know," Camilla murmured as she trailed a finger down his spine. "I think you are going to have to prove it a few more times before I am fully convinced."

Lucas felt the familiar stir of arousal waking up in his blood.

He shifted his weight and pushed himself up onto his forearms.

"I have all night," Lucas said.