The moon cast shadows over the old timber building and its high cathedral ceilings, but they both knew it inside out. Many nights spent there together came rushing back to him, pumping the blood through his system in a rush. Pulling her inside, he pushed her against the wall and devoured her mouth with nine years of pent up passion. He held her face in shaking hands and absorbed the taste of his sweet Rooney, the only woman who could make his blood race by merely glancing his way.
"God, I’ve missed you so much."
"Me too. There hasn't been anyone else, not for me anyway." Rooney smiled and pulled his shirt from the waist of his jeans. She undid the buttons, spreading it open.
"You shouldn't have any doubts about us being together then."
"But I do. Humour me for a while. Now, stay still and don't move a muscle." She dipped her head and traced her warm tongue over his nipple, using her teeth to tug and pull on him. The zing went straight to his cock and he arched his back, grinding his hips into hers.
"Wow, slow down, big fella." She let the shirt fall from his shoulders and stood back. With a smile on her face that promised more torture, she undid the top button on her blouse. When her fingers reached the next one, she lifted her gaze to his and ran the tip of her tongue over her lips. With each button, she did something seductive with her mouth.
"You know you are asking for trouble, don't you?" He could only contain himself for a short time longer before grabbing her and throwing her down in the hay.
"Uh uh." Rooney let the blouse slip from her shoulders and fall to the ground. Turning her back on him, she undid and slipped off her bra, letting it fall to the ground. When she looked over her shoulder, he almost lost it. How she could look so innocent and wanton at the same time blew his mind. There was no way he wasn't going to lay claim to this woman, no matter what she thought.
Stevie heard the pop of a button and the zip of her jeans. Still with her back to him, she pushed them down and he sucked in a breath. Rooney was naked under the jeans. No knickers and the knowledge drove him crazy. He lurched forward and grabbed her, lifting her up in his arms.
"Yeah, it still works. Only problem is, it's been too long between for me to take any more of your teasing." He walked into the corner stall and lay her down on the hay. Her hair sprawled around her shoulders as she gazed up at him.
"I feel bad using you like this."
"I don't consider it using me, honey. I'm going to get you back anyway. I just have to prove to you that you and Tam will always come first with me."
He kept his gaze on her as he popped the button on his jeans. Pushing them down over his hips with his boxers, Stevie stood in front of her.
A smile curved her lips and she lifted herself up on her elbows. "Come here."
He knelt down beside her and ran his hands over her pale white skin. When he touched her stomach, he leaned down and kissed it, a wave of emotion rolling over him.
"Never again will you go through that without me."
Rooney took his face in her hands and pulled him down to lay beside her. She tucked a leg over his hip, bringing their bodies closer together. "Don't talk. Let's just get lost in the moment." With gentle fingers, she ran a nail down his chest, clicking over his hard nipple and tracing it over his stomach. When he sucked in a breath, she smiled and let her hand travel further down. His erection jerked against her stomach and she wrapped her hands around it.
He ran his fingers along the curve of her full breast, her nipple puckering in the moonlight before he dipped his head to suckle. Pushing her back, he spread her legs with his knee.
Rooney kept her hand over his cock and guided him inside. She sighed in pleasure as he filled her.
Stevie started to move slowly, intent on making this last longer than the last time. That had been hurried ‘stamp my mark on you again’ sex. Tonight he wanted to rekindle love, to remind her how well they fit together like a set of matched gloves, two souls with one heartbeat.
He leaned his elbows on either side of her body, and watched the emotions wash over her expressive face. She was lost in a world of pleasure, relaxed and at peace as their bodies remembered each other. Stevie kissed the tip of her nose. Rooney opened her eyes and gazed at him, her smile filling his heart.
She lifted her arms and wrapped her hands behind his neck to pull his mouth down to hers. The kiss started soft and sensual, tongues tasting each other and exploring. As they rocked together in the hay, they deepened the kiss. It became desperate and hungry. Rooney lifted her legs and wrapped them around his thighs, pulling him closer and urging him to go faster.
He increased his pace, the blood rushing through his veins, the need for release chasing each thrust. Rooney arched her back and cried out, clawing at his back. Her sex clenched around him, driving him over the edge. With a final thrust, Stevie clenched his jaw tight and let go.
He rested his forehead on hers, their heavy breathing the only sound in the quiet night. Slowly they settled, and Stevie slid his hands under her body, pulling Rooney close to nestle against his chest. He rolled onto his back and held her tight, not willing to let her go just yet.
Chapter 28
The next morning as Cade drove
