A small groan escapes him as he begins to rock with me. “I’ve created a fucking monster,” he murmurs back, his voice a little stronger now.
“Did you hear something?” a stray voice from behind us states.
Phoenix stills, his eyes darting up to see if we’re caught, but there’s something about the danger of it all that makes me feel reckless.
I grab his face and keep rocking my hips. “Focus on me,” I whisper. “Move with me,” I instruct, moving my hips in such a way that he has no choice but to join me in the moment.
A low curse slips from his mouth before he slams his lips to mine, thrusting back into me with a rhythm that’s rough, hungry, and deliberate. The sharp press of his fingers leaves bruises I’ll savor later, and the friction of his cock inside me is almost too much.
My body lights up, nerve endings sparking as he drives deeper, grinding just right. His mouth covers mine, swallowing every breathy gasp, every strangled moan I can’t contain.
“You feel so fucking good,” he whispers harshly against my ear. “So perfect.Mine.”
“Yes,” I whisper back. “Yours. Always yours.”
The footsteps of other visitors pass by our hiding spot, close enough that I hear their conversation about the holiday display. I bite down on his shoulder to keep from crying out, my nails digging into his back while the tension inside me spirals higher.
But then something sharp cuts through the air. An unmistakable voice, closer now. “Hey, is someone back there?”
Phoenix freezes again, his cock still buried inside me, both of us holding our breath.
My heart slams in my chest, my whole body clenched, trembling on the edge of release.
I press my lips to his ear. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop. I need you, Phoenix.”
His curse is guttural, and with a rough growl, he slams back into me, harder this time. My gasp is barely contained as he moves, fast and punishing, trying to chase the orgasm I’m dangling over while time is running out.
Phoenix seems to sense how close I am because his thumb finds that perfect spot between us, circling with just the right pressure. I whimper against his mouth, the world around us disappearing, melting into color and heat and the frantic thrum of my heartbeat.
“Let go,” he commands softly. “I’ve got you.”
I press my face into his shoulder, every muscle locking tight. My toes curl in my heels, my thighs quake around his hips, and a desperate, aching heat blooms low in my belly, rippling out until I’m nothing but sensation. My breath hitches, shallow and fast, my body drawn so taut I feel like I might shatter. Sparks dance behind my eyelids, and my entire core clenches with need, holding him so tight it borders on unbearable.
Then it hits.
The climax barrels into me.
Blinding and brutal, my body seizing around him, shakingwith the force of it, at the same time, Phoenix lets out a strangled groan, and his thrusts become erratic. His jaw clenches, his forehead pressing against mine, and I feel the tension rippling through his body. His arms tighten around me, and his breath comes in ragged bursts as he drives into me one last time. A guttural sound tears from his throat. Low, raw, and unrestrained as he comes, shuddering against me, every muscle taut with release. I feel the heat of him inside me, his entire body rocking with the force of it, and it’s everything—his pleasure, my own, the fact that we’re still on the edge of being discovered, and we don’t fucking care.
As we both pant frantically, we hear footsteps again, but this time, they’re moving away.
A close call.
A wild, reckless, perfect mess that leaves us panting in each other’s arms, wrecked and breathless.
We don’t move.
We barely breathe.
My legs are still wrapped around him, his arms holding me tight, both of us caught in the blissful aftermath. The adrenaline, the orgasms, the near misses, they crash over us all at once. But we stay frozen, both of us breathing hard, the reality of what we just did slowly sinking in. When Phoenix finally sets me down, my legs are shaky, and I have to hold onto his arm for support.
“I can’t believe we just did that,” I whisper, adjusting my dress with trembling fingers.
“I can’t believe you talked me into it.” But he’s grinning as he says it, looking exactly like a man who just had the best sex of his life in the most inappropriate place possible.
“Are you mad?” I ask, suddenly needing to hear him tell me it’s okay.
He cups my face in his hands, his blue eyes serious. “Never. Not with you. Not ever. I didn’t expect this from you, and ifwe got caught, I don’t even want tothinkaboutthatphone call to your brother. But Clo, I think you forget that I was a Steel Serpent back in the day. I’m good with risky when it comes to me, I just don’t want to do anything that is gonna risk you and your safety. You’re my Old Lady now. It’s my job to protect you.”
