A Summer Rain Page 3

  "What is it that makes everyone do crazy things?"

  Shana looked up at him and furrowed her brow.

  "Money," Robert said between planting soft kisses on her neck. "That's what it's always about, isn't it?"

  Shana shook her head in confusion. "What money?"

  "Dad's inheritance. Stephen wasn't the only one who had a problem with my seeing you. Stephen didn't approve, but he wouldn't have given a shit had our dad not changed his will to stipulate that unless I found a more 'suitable' mate, neither I nor Stephen would see a dime of his money."

  Of course that changed the stakes for Stephen, Shana thought. He probably wouldn't have cared if Robert was cut out of the will, but him too? Now everything started to make sense.

  Robert finished unbuttoning his shirt, slid the damp cloth off his shoulders and threw it onto the floor next to them. He kissed her lips, then paused.

  "What kind of man would pit his only two sons against each other just to get what he wanted?"

  Shana knew the question was rhetorical, but answered anyway. "An asshole."

  Robert laughed.

  "Sorry."

  "Don't be," he consoled. "He was."

  " Was?"

  "Shhh," Robert said as he claimed her lips again and then slowly migrated toward her ear. Shana knew this gesture was intended to end the conversation, but for the first time ever, it didn't work.

  "Your father...?"

  "Yes," he murmured between nibbles on her lobe.

  "I'm so sorry, Robert."

  "I'm not, and neither should you be. Like you said, he was an asshole. I don't think anyone would argue with that. He was a rich, eccentric, crazy old man, and the only one in the world who'll miss him is Uncle Sam." The words came out soft and feathery in her ear. It tickled, and she winced in response.

  "But how can you be sure Stephen won't come back?"

  "You know, I don't remember you doing this much talking during lovemaking before. Is this something I'm going to have to look forward to? Because it really kind of sucks ass."

  Shana's expression was stern and worried. Robert sighed and continued.

  "He has nothing to come back for. He not only got his half of Dad's inheritance, but he got mine too."

  "How did he get your half?" Shana asked incredulously.

  "I gave it to him," he said matter-of-factly.

  "Robert!" Shana sat up, upset and startled. Her wide-eyed amazement made him chuckle.

  "Don't look so surprised. It was the best investment I ever made, and I'd do it again in a heartbeat."

  "Robert, how much money did you—?"

  "Don't ask. It doesn't matter, and you don't want to know.

  All that's important is that we'll never see him again. Last I heard, he was on his way to Rio de Janeiro or someplace similar. Good riddance—and no more talking."

  Shana lay down again and was quiet for a moment as she stared up at the ceiling. Things were much more complicated for Robert than she'd originally thought, and she was struck with a sudden flood of guilt for despising him all this time. It hadn't occurred to her that his reasons for walking away that night may have been justified. Now, to learn that he had walked away from an obscene inheritance just to be with her again humbled her. His feelings for her ran deeper than she had ever imagined. It was almost unbelievable.

  Just then, her mind flicked to the incredible sensation of Robert's lips sliding up her thighs. Her legs quivered beneath him as he planted wet kisses on the sensitive skin. Shana drew in a ragged breath, reveling in the feeling of his hands and mouth on her body once again.

  She felt her legs being pushed open wider as his mouth devoured her pussy. Shana gasped, and her body nearly lifted off the floor. All thoughts of Robert's predicament disappeared from her mind in an instant. Her thighs squeezed together as her hands pushed his hungry mouth farther into her heat, her torso twisting beneath his expert tongue.

  "Robert ...please!" She gasped as she felt her soul abandon her and float up to the stars with her release.

  Shana lay panting and dazed beneath Robert as he slung off his pants and mounted himself between her thighs. He nestled his cock at her opening and claimed her mouth with his. She could taste her juices on his lips, slick and pungent.

  It had been a long time since she had experienced the taste of her arousal on his tongue. The sensation was sweet and sexy, and she couldn't get enough.

  Robert was ready to be inside her once more. With one swift and deliberate thrust, he was home again. Even though he had just taken her not more than an hour ago, it seemed like it had been forever since he had last been united with her. One minute without her seemed like an eternity. His hips pushed forcefully into hers, and he held himself poised there, pinning her wrists above her head. She gasped and writhed beneath him, beautiful and waiting for his first withdrawal. He leaned forward and consumed her mouth, impaling her to the floor. It all felt like heaven, and he didn't want to leave.

  He started his first painstaking withdrawal from her furnace. His intense and deliberate movement heightened their arousal and shook them both to their core.

  Each time his cock sunk into her, it felt like it was bringing his whole body with it. Her walls clutched at his manhood as if holding on to the only life it knew. He could feel his soul sinking into her depths along with his body, and he didn't want it to end.

  Robert lifted her legs onto his shoulders and leaned forward, pushing her knees up against her chest. His hips surged into her, sending them both into a delirious world of ecstasy.

  The rain pelting the window seemed louder somehow in the quiet of the den. Soft sighs and uncontrollable grunts briefly preceded the sounds of their mutual climax, hijacking their bodies over and over again. Day gave way to night as they lay together for hours, reconnecting their physical and emotional selves. The time they'd spent apart had seemed far too long, and they had an eternity of catching up to do.

  Deep into the wee hours of the night, Shana and Robert lay together on the floor beside the bay window. Unable to move and in a complete state of carnal bliss, Robert sighed.

  They had long since lost track of the number of times they'd made love. But right now, their bodies were still connected as he lay in bliss, relishing the thought of being with Shana again. He had his woman back, and that was the most important thing in the world to him.

  "I love you," Robert whispered in her ear. Shana's heart fluttered, and she smiled as they lay entwined in each other's bodies. The rain still tap danced on the bay window beside them, but all they heard was the beating of their hearts.

  The End

  About the Author

  Also known as StolenTurtle of Literotica fame, Raquel Mulgrew was born in Michigan but now lives in San Diego, California. She's been an avid reader and writer since a very young age and has written numerous short stories and screenplays and is currently working on two novels. She loves to read, write, travel, and fix computers. She has an insatiable affinity for the detail and sensuality of erotic fiction.

  You can contact Raquel at her website, www.raquelmulgrew.com, or e-mail her at raquel@raquelmulgrew.com.

  Table of Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  About the Author