Together we sat on the bed, scooching our way to the head with our legs out in front of us. Her feet barely made it past my knees.

“Well,” I said around a mouthful of the pasta. “I’ll look forward to it.”

We ate in silence and it didn’t go unnoticed that Autumn flinched with every flash of light and crack of thunder. The storm was getting closer and stronger. I began to second-guess my plan to stay in the camper, but Lance and the contractor who secured everything said that the stakes and straps were what they used on construction sites. It just felt far less secure when you were inside.

After she finished, I grabbed her bowl and spoon and tossed them in the trash, then made my way back to the bed.

“What time is it?”

Glancing over at the microwave, I looked at the time. It was just after eight at night, too early for bed.

“Mind if I shut off the lights? I want to conserve what I have just in case the storm knocks out full power.”

“Sure,” she replied, but the wobble in her voice wasn’t overlooked.

After cutting the lights and turning off the power to the trailer, I settled back into the same spot on the bed. Luckily, the lightning illuminated the inside through the windows.

“It’s getting really dark out there.”

“Yeah,” I said as I grabbed my phone from where I’d tossed it on the bed when we sat down to eat and checked the weather app. The storm looked more like a hurricane and was still miles away. This one was going to be a doozy. Thank goodness we had replaced the roof and windows of the old house.

In the darkness of the storm, we laid on the trailer’s bed in silence. The thunder, wind, and rain were doing enough to fill the space. My body was in agony having her so close. All it wanted was to touch her, to taste her. There was something about Autumn Easterly that felt like she was a piece of me that I didn’t know I was missing.

“You know, I feel like you know a bit about me, but tell me something about you, Colton. Something I can’t read on the internet,” she said in a whisper. The bed bounced and jostled me as she turned on her side. I mimicked her movement.

There wasn’t much about me that my ex had disclosed to the press, some of it true, most of it just shit she said to stir things up. My agent said reporters were still calling daily to get an article from my side of the story. As far as my childhood, there wasn’t much to that either. When I signed with the New York Renegades, they’d released a well-choreographed press release with the information about my upbringing. It was easier than having reporters snooping around my business.

“There isn’t much,” I told her, just as a deafening boom of thunder sounded above us.

Both of us startled at the sound and I instinctively reached out to Autumn, only to find her shaking.

“Come here.” Wrapping my arm around her, I slid her body closer until we were pressed up against each other. I knew it wouldn’t take long for my body to realize that her breasts were pushed against my chest.

“Please tell me something. I swear I’m an adult and I’m not scared of storms, but I really need you to take my mind off of everything happening right now because I’m freaking out a bit,” Autumn said on a single breath. The wind chose that moment to rock the camper again and her small hand reached out and gripped my bicep that rested across her body.

The breath whooshed from my lungs as I told her about the mysterious letters addressed to me through my agent that had turned into text messages. There was a twenty-year-old girl that thought she may be my half-sibling. We were all suspicious, but none more so than my agent who thought she was after a bit of my fortune.

“What made her reach out?” Autumn asked as she adjusted her body, sliding her leg between mine.

“Her mom recently died from cancer, and she said she came across some letters and paperwork when she was sorting through her things.”

“Do you believe her?”

I’d thought about that for the last couple of months since I received the first letter, but until Autumn had asked, I hadn’t given it more thought.

“I want to believe her. I want to think that I have a family out there somewhere. But I also know how conniving people can be, all in the hopes for a quick handout.”

Another rumble erupted around us and Autumn tucked her head against my chest. When the thunder subsided, she murmured something incoherently against my chest.

“What was that?” I was curious about her thoughts on all of this. I trusted Autumn in a way I hadn’t trusted anyone before, at least not in such a short amount of time. I wasn’t sure why that was.

“I think it’s real. Something in my gut tells me she isn’t in it for anything more.”

Hearing her confirmation of my own suspicions eased something cold and dark in my chest. I wasn’t being conned or used like I had with my ex. Maybe it was simply nothing more than someone wanting to connect with family – the thing I’d been searching for my entire life.

“My God, that wind is terrifying. I hope it’s not damaging all the work you have put into the house.”

I hadn’t been paying any attention to the wind whirling outside. Instead, I was focused inwardly. But now that Autumn brought me back to the present, all I could focus on was the warmth of her body against mine.

Taking a chance, I hitched my lower leg a tad higher so that my thigh was inches away from her center. Autumn immediately pulled her face away from my chest and looked up at me, her innocent blue eyes shimmering up at me.

“Colton?” she questioned. Her pink tongue slipped past her lips to coat them. I’d tasted that tongue and I only wanted more.

“You know what else is real, Autumn?”

“No. What’s that?” My palm trailed down from her waist to rest on her ass, that was becoming one of my favorite body parts.

“That I want so much more than to just kiss you.”

In surprise, she replied, “You do?”

“Fuck yes, I do. I want to spread those gorgeous legs of yours and eat your pussy like it’s my last fucking meal. And it would be so damn delicious.”

Risking rejection, I rolled her onto her back and settled my thigh between her legs right at that sweet spot I wanted to taste. Her answering moan was like music to my ears and I rocked my erection against her hip.

“I want to kiss and lick every inch of your skin. I want to feel your tight cunt squeezing my cock. I want your body to crave me just like I’ve been craving yours.”

Leaning down until my lips barely brushed the outside of her ear, I added, “Would you like that? Would you like me to fuck you, sweetheart?”

My name was nothing more than a whispered cry from her lips as she groaned when I subtly rocked my hips.

“Tell me you want this, Autumn. I need to hear you say you want me as badly as I want you. Show me the side of you no one else has seen or heard.”

Patiently, I trailed my lips down her neck as I waited. It was all an act. My cock was already on the verge of bursting and whatever patience I maintained had blown away with the wind.

Her hands moved in small circles around my shoulders as she squirmed beneath me. Every kiss I pressed against the pulse of her neck, her lithe body jerked. And hell if that wasn’t a turn on.

“Autumn. What do you want?”

“You, Colton. I want you.”

“Yeah?” I asked, unable to hold back any longer and pressed my lips against hers. I was addicted to Autumn’s taste and I knew anything that happened tonight was only going to intensify that craving. “What do you want from me?”

As lightning cracked across the sky outside the windows, the words I’d been dying for spilled from Autumn’s next breath. “I want you to fuck me. Please.”

A growl shuddered through my body as she begged and rolled her hips against my thigh. I wanted to make this good for her. I wanted her to feel like no one else compared. I wanted to make her mine for the night.

Shifting so that I rested back on my heels, I blindly reached out for her ankles. I wasn’t sure if it was the weather outside or the chemistry between the two of us, but my palms tingled as I trailed them up her calves toward her thighs.