Free Stardust by Rue Volley

his voice at all.
    “Do you think you are the only one, Jazz? I am a mess too. I mean, who willingly comes to a house full of grieving people? Does that sound normal to you?” he asked as he smiled and the rain dripped from his chin. I shook my head ‘no’ as he stared at my lips. “Did you ever stop to think that maybe, just maybe…I needed you, just like you need me?”
    I swallowed hard as the rain dripped down my face. “I am not good for you, Cody.” I said to him as he reached down and slid his hand on my waist.
    He never took his eyes from my lips as he spoke to me, “Who said I was good for you, Jazz?”
    I looked up and closed my eyes as the rain ran down my face. It felt good, just as good as he did this close to me.
    “Well then, we should stop.” I whispered as he leaned against me and nodded to me.
    “I agree, we should, the only problem is… I can’t, I want you, now…”
    An unforgiving rain poured down on the two of us as the heavens opened up. He slowly took his shirt off in front of me, the heat from his body causing steam to rise as the cool droplets of rain made contact with his chest. He stepped towards me, then leaned into my ear. His lips grazed my skin and the chill ran down my neck and connected where it needed to. He parted his full lips as the rain gently ran over them, glistening and beautiful, taunting me. He spoke, his tone ever so calm, as his chest rose and fell in unison with my own.
    "Let me show you how I feel," he whispered, as I closed my eyes. His lips made contact with my skin and the small involuntary moan that was attached to it set my senses on fire. He took my hands in his own and pressed them above me against the brick wall. For a moment, we were locked in a gaze, but it soon gave way as passion overtook us and thunder rolled off in the distance. This was the storm that I had felt coming and trust me, I wanted it and I was ready.
    He leaned in and his lips pressed against my own. He lifted me up, as if I weighed nothing at all. My legs wrapped around his waist and he pressed me against the brick a bit harder. All I wanted to do was sink as deeply into him as I could. The rain continued to beat down on us as he rocked me back and forth against the wall. I moaned at his lips. I wound my fingers into his hair and pulled as he suddenly grinned. I did too, I could not help it.
    I was half out of breath as I tried to speak to him. “We should not be in an alley, I mean what if…”
    He kissed me again and turned, setting me down. We ran hand in hand down the alley and then we rounded the corner. We were now completely alone, no chance of being discovered unless someone happened to come out of a back door. I looked at him as the rain continued to beat down on him. His hair was partially in his eyes, his lips parted as I backed away from him and grinned. I slid my shirt off over my head and stood there in my black bra as the rain had my hair stuck to the sides of my face and washed away the tiny bit of make-up that I wore.
    He paused as he stared at my body. I didn’t feel self-conscious at all, in fact, I had never had anyone look at me the way that he did right then.
    “So beautiful,” he whispered as I sucked in my breath. He leaned in and the kisses turned into passion. He instantly moaned, a small noise that rose from the back of his throat. I moaned, too, as his tongue parted my lips and played inside of my mouth. I reached up with one hand and touched his bare chest, firm and warm, I took my other hand and reached down between us, I let my fingers trace above his belt line as his moaning got louder. I found his buckle and undid it as quickly as I could as his kisses got harder and I accepted them. I let my fingers undo his button and then slid his zipper down. My hand brushed against the front of his pants and I could feel him hard and aching behind the wet material of his jeans. I sighed at his lips as he reached up and slid his hand over my right breast, one