//CLARA//
His moan reverberated through my chest, traveling from his cock straight to my mouth the second thunder cracked overhead.
I kept working, my tongue tracing his length as he swelled thicker against my palate.
Then the rain hit.
It started as a polite patter, but within seconds, it turned violent. Heavy pellets hammered my shoulders like gravel. I pulled back, gasping as water blinded me.
"Casimir—"
"Stay." His fingers closed around my wrist. "Finish what you have started."
The thrill hit me hard. The recklessness, the insanity that made me think if lightning struck us both dead right now, he'd die with my name on his lips.
I settled back between his legs, and wrapped both hands around him. He was stone-hard, a vein pulsing against my palm. I stroked him, watching his jaw lock as he fought for restraint.
"Clara." My name half-swallowed by the thunder.
