Night Moves : Dream Man/After the Night Read online

  “I don’t know.” She was hesitant. “I haven’t been to a movie since the first murder.”

  “Then it’s time. I haven’t seen a movie in a couple of years. What interests you?”

  “I don’t know what’s playing.” She turned to face him, and managed a smile. “I’d rather just go for a drive, I think.”

  He was relieved to feel the tension easing out of her. He would have preferred to take her to bed, but knew she was too tense to enjoy it. “Then that’s what we’ll do,” he said.

  The twilight air was thick and heavy when they left the house, the heat lingering even though the sun had gone down, and thunder rumbled dully in the distance. Dane rolled down his window, hit the interstate highway, and turned the car’s nose toward the Gulf Coast, straight into the approaching storm. The cloud bank loomed overhead like a great beast, streaks of lightning darting across its purplish black underbelly.

  The air blasting in through the open window became cooler, almost cold, and carried with it the sweet, dusty scent of rain. Marlie sat silently beside him, her eyes on the storm. The first raindrops splatted on his windshield. He had time to roll up his window and turn on the wipers, and then they were plunging headlong into the torrent sweeping toward them.

  He had to slow down to almost a crawl, while the thunder boomed around them and lightning cracked. Other, more prudent drivers pulled off the highway completely, seeking shelter under overpasses or simply getting out of traffic. A few daring souls continued into the heart of the storm, as darkness crashed down and the puny efforts of headlights could illuminate only a short distance in front of them.

  Marlie was motionless. The fierceness of the storm emptied her, sucked out all sense of self and filled her instead with its own raw power. She knew she should have been afraid of electrical storms, but she wasn’t. The magnificence of it filled her with awe, and the energy unleashed somehow replenished her.

  Dane always drove with his interior lights extinguished, and the car was a dark cave. He didn’t speak, and neither did she. She felt no need for words. She was safe and dry while the fury thrashed around them, battering the car with sheets of rain and gusts of wind that rocked it from side to side. Dane held it steady, his powerful forearms rippling with muscles as he fought to counteract the storm’s fury. Marlie didn’t feel even a second of uneasiness; she was safe and she knew it.

  Eventually they drove out of the storm, leaving it flashing and rumbling sulkily in the distance. It continued to rain, but it was a light, steady, ordinary rain. They rolled their windows down a couple of inches and let the sweet air flow around them.

  He looped around on the next exit and headed back toward Orlando, this time chasing the storm.

  She leaned her head back. The storm had intensified everything; she had never felt quite like this before. Her heartbeat was slow and heavy, a silent drum; her body felt heavy and ripe, pulsing with life. She wanted him, wanted his hardness and passion inside her. She could feel him beside her, taut with sexual awareness. His eyes were on the road, but his attention was focused on her; she knew that he was acutely aware of every movement she made, of the slight rustling of her breathing, the warm, faint scent of her body.

  “Dane,” she said. The one word vibrated in the darkness.

  He was sweating; she could see the sheen on his face whenever they met an oncoming vehicle. Heat was rolling off him in waves. Excitement coiled in her belly; he was almost out of control, in a way she hadn’t experienced before. Always before, even the first time, no matter how aroused he was, he had managed to hold himself back until she had been satisfied. He had wanted her before they had left the house, and the primal fury of the storm had only fed his hunger, just as it had awakened hers.

  She wanted to ask him if he loved her, but the words wouldn’t come. He was with her here and now, and if sexual attraction was all he felt, she would find out all too soon. Since the present was all the time she was guaranteed, she decided to stop fretting and make the most of it. Wasn’t that what life was about anyway? Hadn’t she learned anything from all the pain, her own and others, she had experienced? No one made it through life without suffering. The trick was to make the most of the present, and enjoy the gifts of life as they were offered.

  She reached out and gently trailed one finger along the crease between thigh and groin, feeling his muscles harden beneath her touch. His erection was like iron, pushing against the constraint of his pants. She stroked her finger up and down the length of it.

  His breath hissed out between his teeth. “Stop teasing me.”

  “I’m not teasing,” she murmured, almost purring the words. “I’m very serious.” She delved her hand between his legs, and he groaned as involuntarily he shifted them apart. The car slowed, then he gathered himself and increased speed again.

  “I can’t stop now,” he said with stifled violence. “There’s too much traffic.”

  “See any interesting motels?” she asked, her tone absent as she concentrated on unbuckling his belt.

  He shuddered, sucking in his breath to give her hands more room. He wanted her to stop, but at the same time he was helpless against the pleasure. “I don’t have any rubbers with me.” Except for their first night together, he had used a condom every time they made love. That first night, he hadn’t been able to think of anything except getting inside her. Privately he had been shocked at his own carelessness, which had never happened before, and since then had made damn sure it hadn’t happened again.

  The solution of stopping at a drugstore occurred to her, but she dismissed it. She didn’t want the distraction, and he wasn’t in any shape to go shopping. “You’d better drive faster,” she said, just as she eased down his zipper and worked her hand inside his pants to close her fingers around his naked shaft.

  A rough moan burst out of him. She savored the sound of it, just as she savored the feel of him throbbing in her hand. She knew that a few quick, hard pumps would finish it for him, so she deliberately kept her touch light, slow, and lingering. His face was set in taut lines as she snuggled closer and kissed the underside of his jaw. Her breasts were pressed against his muscled arm, and she could feel the fine tremor shaking it.

  “You’re going to pay for this,” he warned.

  She bit his earlobe. “Sounds interesting. Got any ideas?”

  He had several, but none that could be enacted in the car. He only hoped he wasn’t stopped for speeding, because he didn’t think there was any way in hell he could get his pants fastened. She continued to gently caress him, keeping him achingly hard. “Are you having fun?” His lungs were constricted, preventing him from speaking above a growl.

  “Oodles.” Her tongue dipped briefly into his ear, and he shivered convulsively. “I’m not ready to stop, either. You just keep on driving.”

  He did. He drove as he had never driven before, with a desperate concentration that still wasn’t enough to block out what she was doing to him. A rough laugh escaped his throat. “You little witch, you’re enjoying this.”

  She gave him a slow, satisfied smile. “Of course I am. You usually drive me crazy. How does it feel to be on the receiving end?”

  “Like I’m going to die,” he gasped.

  She looked around and pinpointed their location. “We’ll be home in another five minutes. You can hold out that long, can’t you?” She continued caressing him, using every bit of knowledge she had about his body to enflame him further. She licked him very delicately.

  He gasped again, his body going rigid. “Maybe.”

  By the time they got home he was wild, his hips surging upward with every lingering stroke of her hand. He literally dragged her out of the car and into the house, where they stumbled into the bedroom, tearing and pulling at each other’s clothes. They were still half-clothed when they fell onto the bed. Dane managed to delay until he got a condom on, then he flipped her onto her stomach, kneed her legs apart, and drove into her with battering force.

  Marlie dug her fin