My Summer Girl

Chapter Twenty-Four

Dulce

Just Can’t Get Enough – Depeche Mode

“Was it everything youwished for?” Raevar asks me later, his eyes dancing with hope. The rain still trails down us both, splashing coolly across our skin.

I want to kiss him.

I’ve wanted to for the last few days since he saved me, but even more so now. At this very moment, it’s like I didn’t fall through the sky and didn’t run from my family and duties. The only things that matter are the “fuck it” list, Raevar, getting back to Vex, and introducing them to Raevar.

Raev promised me he’d help me check off the items on my list. He doesn’t care how long it takes and I admire that more than I can ever explain.

He scans my face, reverent and gentle. Like he’s at a loss for words and is crossing over every inch like he needs to rewrite his memory because I’m his only guidance.

“Yes,” I admit with a smile. “It’s more than I could’ve dreamed of.”

I step closer to him and he stills, his cheeks darkening as we erase the distance between us. Softly, too scared he’ll bolt, I caress his jaw, holding his gaze with mine. He might be hulking and at least two feet taller than me, but he’s the gentlest giant.

“Can I kiss you?” I ask meekly, scared of his rejection. A part of me panics that he doesn’t feel what I feel. His pupils dilate as he licks his lips. A swift nod is my only response before his eyes shut.

“Keep them open,” I urge, leaning forward. The moment they open, our lips brush and his knees buckle, tumbling me onto the ground on top of him.

He doesn’t chuckle as our gazes meet. Instead, he hauls me up his naked torso, bringing our mouths together again.

He tastes of summertime and citrus, like lemongrass and musk—a heady mixture. It’s appealing and enthralling all at once. Licking into my mouth, he groans, causing me to moan in response. He devours my mouth, his teeth bumping against my lips as I kiss him back.

The rumble in his chest vibrates against me and every part of me wants to climb him like a tree and sink onto him. There’s a draw between us that I can’t explain, one that feels similar to Vex. It’s like we’re tied together.

I rise up, straddling his lap, grabbing his jaw and kissing his cheeks, down his jaw, before nipping it. My body hums with excitement, a palpable feeling that consumes me.

“Dulce,” he rasps, halting my wiggling atop him. “Please stop moving.”

“Why?” I tease, attempting to move my hips more. His stony hold keeps me planted and the bite of his fingers make me whimper.

His gaze darkens as he digs into me, promise and intent written across his handsome face. “Because I’m trying to be a gentleman,” he grumbles, the strain in his voice matching the one beneath me.

“I never asked you to be,” I taunt, sucking at his throat, licking his Adam’s apple as if it’s my own personal sucker.

“Fuck, how am I supposed to keep my hands off you?”

“Don’t. Please touch me.”

“What about Vex?”

“They will understand,” I promise, thinking of Vex agreeing about what feels right. He doesn’t need any more persuasion. Letting my hips go, he reaches for my jaw, forcing my mouth to his. And Hades, the way his tongue presses in, demanding my all, has me squirming on his lap.

Growls seep past his lips as I continue my movements, pressing my clit across his hardened cock, rubbing down it.

I’m so close to release and I’ve only just started my pursuit. “You’re drenched, cari?a. ?Me quieres dentro de ti?” I hiss at his words and nod rapidly.

“Please, Raevar,” I beg, whimpering at the way he assists me up and down his length. I’m so close to the edge that I whine when he lifts me off of him. He drags me to his face and sits me on it.

His tongue swipes over my clit and then he sucks. I’m a goner. Whining and wiggling on top of him. He growls as I drip all over his face.

His hands cup my hips, his fingers digging into my fleshy skin. He doesn’t assist my movements, probably hoping I’ll do it for him.

Adjusting my knees on both sides of his face, I ride him, enjoying the way he nibbles on my clit with every pass. Halting my hips, his tongue snakes out and sinks into me, curving like his fingers would.

I cry out, holding my breasts, pinching my nipples for extra stimulation.

“Right there,” I scream, panting and holding steady as he enters me over and over.

He growls while I shake above him, my legs jiggling as another orgasm overtakes me, and I release all over his chin.

There’s a hum coming from him, almost like a satisfied purr, and it has me limbless. I start to move, wanting to see his face, but he holds me there, his tongue still burrowed deep.

His hands come up my torso, his fingertips tickling over my sensitized skin. I moan as he trails up to my breasts, taking them from my own hold.

He massages them, taking extra time with my piercings, and then pulls his tongue from me, moving it toward my clit. Sucking it into his mouth, I keen, whimpering as he suckles on it.

“Te deseo.” I whine once more, needing him. He slides me down his chest, my release dragging all across his abs, glistening for me to see. His face is full of pride as he licks his lips, his eyes wild with hunger.

“Te quiero comer a besos,” he rumbles, offering me promises. And while I’d love for him to kiss me all over, I’d rather feel him inside me.

“Cógeme,” I plead, unwilling to draw it out. He growls, holding me above his cock, and then he pushes me down. I sink onto him. He’s massive, splitting me in two as I take him with labored breaths.

“Fuck, you’re taking me so well, sweetness.” His palms cup my ass, kneading my cheeks with care as I continue to work myself down. I’m practically dripping as he seats inside me.

“Sí, sí, así,” I encourage.

“So wet,” he murmurs, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles over my flesh. “All this for me?” I nod, thinking of how good my body feels, the goosebumps skating across my skin. “How lucky I must be.”

I start to rise, and he follows my lead, and when I slam back down, my eyes roll back, the pure bliss fueling me.

“Shit,” he winces as if in pain, and I laugh.

“Hurt?”

“Trying not to come too soon,” he responds.

“You act like we can’t go again and again,” I tease while he draws me forward, capturing my lips. His teeth tug on me, dragging across as I grind down on him.

My clit throbs from being used and with the craving to keep being touched. I’m greedy, needy for him. I writhe as he pumps into me.

Heat trails up my body, near my throat, and tingles start to envelope me. Letting go of my lips, he peers at me in amazement.

“Come for me again?”

It’s the gentlest request from the gentlest giant. My movements pick up pace, trying for another orgasm as he stiffens beneath me.

“That’s it, sweetness. Come for Raevar,” he directs, bringing his fingers to my clit. He rubs purposeful circles over it, thrusting upward while I palm his chest to stabilize myself.

With one last pinch, I’m shaking, screaming as I release, and heat fills me as he comes inside me. There’s so much, I can feel it leaving me and smearing my thighs.

He brings my face back to his and sensually kisses me, holding my skull like I’m the most precious thing he’s ever had the luck of holding.

“That was so good,” I murmur, wanting to cuddle him as exhaustion settles into my bones. I’m so weary and blissed out.

“I don’t know how to let you go,” his sad voice whispers as my eyes close of their own accord.