Chapter 2 A Reckless Encounter:

Laramie:

I took a deep breath and gathered the courage I needed to take a chance - to do something that I wouldn't normally do. And I allowed him to lead me through the bar and into the bathroom.

The barkeep didn't look at us, nor did the couple in the corner stop their frolicking to watch as we passed them. A small voice in the back of my head wondered if this sort of thing happened so regularly in this bar that no one even noticed anymore, but as soon as the thought had formed I realized that I didn't actually care if any of them saw us, or if they knew where we were headed and what was about to happen between us.

All I cared about was the way my hand felt in his - the touch of his skin against mine. The way excitement and anticipation mingled with nerves. The way my heart was thundering in my chest, and last but certainly not least, the growing ache between my legs.

He pulled me into the bathroom and shut the door behind us with a soft thud.

His broad frame towered over my petite one and made the tiny bathroom look and feel even smaller than it was. The atmosphere was electric. My breath caught in my lungs. I could almost feel the blood rushing through my veins. My mouth went completely dry - when I licked my lips to provide some moisture his demeanour changed completely.

He changed from the quiet lonely stranger by the bar into someone surrounded by an urgent dangerous air. A dark shadow fell across his face as his eyes lit up with desire. A small vein began to pulse just beneath the masculine curve of his tight jaw. His chest rose and fell heavily with every breath that he took, his fists were clenched by his sides. He had the look of a man barely able to restrain himself.

I felt scared, but completely comfortable - nervous, but also exhilirated all at the same time.

The silence between us grew, the air felt suffocating. And then he finally spoke - his voice heavy with absolute lust.

"I'm only going to ask you this once. Once, and then never again."

I swallowed hard and waited for his question. Knowing that whatever it might be, the answer would be yes.

"Are you sure that this is what you want?"

I nodded my head, my eyes never leaving his.

He took a single step toward me.

"Then say it."

"This is what I want."

He took another step toward me. His eyes even darker, a slow smirk forming around his full mouth.

"What do you want? I need to hear you say it."

I licked my lips again. "I want you to take me, right here right now." The words sounded strange coming from me. Even my voice sounded unfamiliar.

With a single stride, he closed the rest of the distance between us, taking me in his arms and pinning me to the wall behind me with his body. His face was only inches away from mine. I could feel the warm moisture of his breath on my skin. A million little tingles ran across every inch of my body.

"God, you're beautiful," he mused as he traced the curves of my face with his fingers. "Why haven't I seen you around here before?"

"I'm new. We just moved here."

It felt like such a silly thing to say, but all semblence of thought had vanished from my mind.

"We?" His voice sounded diffirent.

I was having a hard time focusing on what he had asked, because his hands had left my face and were making their way down my throat, across my shoulders and finally they settled on my breasts. His thumbs found the sharp tender tips of my nipples through the fabric of my shirt and he was tracing lazy circles over them. I arched my back so that my peaks were pressed into the heat of his palms.

"Who did you move here with?" He whispered against my lips.

Why did it matter? Why did anything else matter right now except the way he was touching me?

He must have noticed the slight frown forming between my brows, because a slow, seductive smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

He knew exactly what he was doing to me and he was enjoying every agonizing second of it.

"My father," I finally breathed against his lips.

As if that was the answer he was waiting for, he pressed his body even harder into mine and claimed my mouth with his. His tongue explored eagerly, with hunger and need. A soft moan escaped my throat as he pinched my nipples between his fingers and squeezed.

I've had sex a couple of times before this, and I knew what arrousal felt like. But this was something else completely. The way he made me feel by simply touching me - kissing me, pressing his body up against mine. Like I would never be whole again without him. Like I needed his pressence to breathe. Like my body wouldn't survive another day without his touch.

His hands slowly and with deliberation, made their way down my body, over my torso and onto my hips while his lips trailed feather-like kisses across my jaw. He angled his hips so that I could feel the pressure of his desire pressing against my pelvis. I let out a small gasp - it made him smile and his hands slipped under my skirt, his fingers moving my panties aside like they didn't belong, and finding their way into my folds.

"Jesus. Fuck," he groaned, "you're so wet. I have to have you right now."

I listened.

My hands found his belt and fumbled a little awkwardly until they finally managed to expose his cock - it was huge, hard, and pulsing. The mere thought of having him inside me made me gush.

With haste, he raised my one leg, and I wrapped it around him. As he kissed me again - deeper and with more urgency this time, he moved and slid inside me like he was always meant to be there.

My body reacted immediately and I arched my back as he paused for a second, giving me time to adjust to his size. Then he began to move, slow and steady at first, then harder and faster as we both began to climb, chasing that magical release.

He dug his fingers into the bare skin of my thighs, broke our kiss and pressed his forehead to mine. He looked me in the eye the entire time.

As my walls began to swell and tighten around him, he pulled out as far as he could without leaving me completely and slammed into me again. My fingers dug into his shoulders. I threw my head back in ecstacy, and when I finally came, I had to bite down on the scream that threatened to escape.

He continued to ride me, fast and hard, through my orgasm until he found his own release. A low groan rumbled deep in his chest, my leg tightened around him and my body tensed as I discovered that I was about to come for the second time. The feeling even more glorious than the first. Then we collapsed and clung to each other as if we might slip into oblivion if we dared let go.

My phone buzzed and the moment shattered. He pulled out of me, turned and stepped away. I fumbled in my pocket, my body still trembling from the mind-blowing sex I just had, and froze when I saw the caller id.

My dad. Shit. Jesus. Fuck.

I had forgotten all about him.

I answered and tried to keep my voice as casual as possible.

"I have to go," I said after hanging up, "uh... thanks."

He arched a brow at me, an amused look dancing behind his eyes. I felt stupid. I could feel the colour rushing to my face. I turned and stormed out without so much as a backward glance. I felt so utterly embarrassed and kept thinking that maybe it was for the best that I didn't even know his name, and would probably never see him again.

I met up with my dad a few minutes later - he was smiling and looked very pleased with himself. I checked my hair and my clothes and prayed to God that he couldn't smell him on me.

"You look happy," I greeted him. "I take it your meeting with the Dean went well?"

"It did," his smile faded somewhat, "why do you look so flustered, Laramie? Is everything okay?"

My mouth went dry and I had to swallow the sick feeling that was pushing up from my stomach.

What would my dad think of me if he knew what I had just done with a complete stranger in the bathroom of a bar?

"I'm fine. Must be the excitement of the day." I lied... well, sort of.

Then my dad took my hands in his, looked me in the eye, and smiled again - softer this time.

"Laramie, I know that things haven't been easy... since your mom. But I really think that we can both be happy here."

I returned his smile as he pulled me into his embrace. And as we walked off together, my mind wandered back to the gorgeous stranger that had just ruined me...