Chapter 15
FIFTEEN
Brian
The expanding smile on Rain’s face made every part of my body tighten with anticipation.
And yeah, there was still that voice in the back of my head that said this was going to cause problems, but I was going to ignore that voice because Rain wanted me.
She’d made that crystal clear. And who was I to turn her down for anything? Not happening. Hell no.
The smile she gave me now was all the proof I needed to continue. And I had all sorts of ideas on where to start.
Lowering my mouth to her neck, I put my lips against her warm skin and drew in her scent, which was clean and just a little floral. It wasn’t perfume. It wasn’t strong enough to be perfume, but whatever it was, it held me in thrall. I wanted to put my lips all over her body and check to see if that scent was everywhere.
Her sharp little inhale made my cock twitch as her fingers dug into the muscles of my back. I wanted to suck her skin into my mouth, but I didn’t want to leave a mark. At least, not where anyone could see it.
This was a small town, and no one would mind their own damn business. I didn’t want Rain to have to deal with that kind of attention. Right now, the only attention I wanted her to worry about was mine.
I kissed my way down her neck but was stopped by the neckline of her shirt.
“Am I allowed to even the score here?”
“What do you mean?”
She looked a little dazed, midnight-blue eyes blinking up at me. My ego swelled, along with other parts of my body.
“I mean, I’m missing my shirt. It seems only fair…”
Her smile made my blood chug like lava.
“Oh yes, definitely. Let’s make this fair.”
Sitting up on my knees, I put my hands on the hem of her shirt and tugged it up slowly, revealing inches of golden skin and finally a hint of pink lace. Sucking in air, I kept lifting her shirt until I could pull it over her head. Her hair fell back around her shoulders, dark and silky. Her braid had lost its tie at some point. I wanted to feel it brush against the skin of my thighs while she sucked my cock into her mouth.
Yeah, I was jumping ahead a few steps and assuming a whole hell of a lot, but I couldn’t force the image away, now that it was stuck there. I dropped her shirt to the floor, my attention stuck on her hair. I reached out to run a thick rope of it through my fingers and had the urge to bury my nose in it and just breathe her in. Then again, I’d uncovered other areas I wanted to explore during this stolen time.
And it was stolen. There’d be a price to pay later. There always was.
Letting my gaze roam, I stopped at that little pink bra I’d uncovered. It was lace but the fabric had hearts sewn into it. Little white hearts that made me want to play connect the dots with my mouth and tongue.
Since I had the caveman urge to just rip it off, I put my hands around her waist and said, “Take it off for me.”
I thought she’d reach behind her to unsnap it. Instead, she reached for the band around her chest with both hands and drew it over her head. Her breasts jiggled when she set them free, and I nearly swallowed my tongue.
“Fuck, you’re pretty, Rainy.”
Her lips held a sweet curve that made me bend forward to taste it, to kiss it off her lips and make her groan. That kiss got hot and hard, our tongues tangled, and my hands slid up from her waist to cup her tits. They weren’t big, but they were the perfect fit for my hands. Her flesh warm and soft, her nipples tiny and pebbled. Her eyes closed as I rolled the tips between my fingers. I watched her throat ripple as she swallowed, her lips part as she drew in air, and then I bent and put my lips around one perfect little nub. I sucked it into my mouth, let my teeth graze the skin and heard her gasp, her fingers sliding into my hair and tugging. I wanted her to tug harder, but I didn’t want to release her, so I squeezed, just a little harder.
I got what I wanted. She wrapped her fingers in my hair and pulled. And that bite of pain felt so fucking good.
Switching my attention to her other breast, I played with her for long minutes, using my tongue and my teeth together to learn what she liked. And discovered that Rain liked a little bite with her pleasure. She arched into me, offering more of herself to me.
I took it all. She felt so damn good and tasted even better. I lost myself in making her squirm against me.
One of her hands fell from my hair to glide down my arm then diverted to my waist. Her fingers slid beneath the waistband of my jeans, leaving a wake of goosebumps as she slowly made her way to the button on my jeans. But she didn’t stop there. The little tease then drew one finger up my stomach to pinch one of my nipples. Hard. It felt so fucking amazing, I released her with a loud sucking noise that filled the silence of the room. Didn’t want to accidentally hurt her.
Our eyes met as I sat back on my heels. Her teeth caught in her bottom lip before she said, “Why’d you stop?”
“I don’t plan on stopping. Unless you tell me to.”
I watched her closely for any hint that I was moving too fast for her. But I’d wanted her for years, lusted after her for years, and I finally had her exactly where I wanted her. Beneath me. And even though I knew this could cause issues later, I didn’t give one fuck at the moment. Because Rain was staring up at me with a smile.
“I don’t plan on telling you to stop. In fact, if you don’t continue right this second, I’m going to order you to continue.”
“I didn’t realize you were so bossy.”
Her smile spread. “You like it, though, don’t you?”
“I like you however I can get you, Rain.”
She put a hand on my shoulder and gripped me tight. “Then come back down here and kiss me again.”
I leaned forward and did what she wanted, melded our lips together and drove my tongue between her teeth. I couldn’t get enough of her. With one arm holding me steady, I used the other to caress her from neck to waist, loving the way her skin heated for me.
Now she rewarded me with a long scratch of her nails down my back with one hand while her other grabbed the waistband of my jeans. Her fingers slid between my skin and my boxer briefs, just far enough to almost, but not quite, graze the tip of my cock.
I drew back far enough to say, “You gonna be a tease?”
I felt her smile against my cheek. “Yeah, I am. But don’t worry, I think you’ll like it.”
She slid her hand free then brought it to the button on my jeans, working it free while our lips met again, our breath coming harsh and fast as our mouths became greedier.
Then I felt her release the zipper, my cock practically leaping out of my pants and into her hands, like it had a mind of its own. I bit back a groan, cupping a breast tight as my hips thrust forward. I needed pressure, my cock begging to be fondled, squeezed, and pumped hard.
She pulled back, pressing a hand against my chest to make me give her some room. I didn’t want to give her room, and I didn’t want to give her mouth up. For right now, she was mine. And I wasn’t going to give up any part of her willingly.
For a few seconds, she let me take what I wanted, getting to know her body and what she liked. What made her moan and what made her twist in my hands and what made her arch into me.
When I released her mouth to kiss my way down her body, she lay there, just breathing hard for several seconds. Until I dipped my tongue into her belly button before pressing kisses down her stomach to her pants.
They had a drawstring waist, and I used my teeth to pull the string until it loosened.
“Lift up.”
I heard her swallow, but she arched her back and lifted her ass off the couch so I could pull her pants off. Just her pants. I wanted to see her in her underwear. I wasn’t disappointed.
The underwear matched the bra. Pink lace with little white hearts all over them. They looked sexy as all hell, and I wanted to put my mouth on them right over her clit.
Her legs were already spread, my knees holding them open. I could tell she was wet from the darker material between her legs.
“Fuck, Rain. You’re so pretty, baby.”
Without warning, I put one hand on her mound, the heel of my palm directly over her clit, and pressed. She moaned and circled her hips. I let her grind on my hand for a few seconds, watching her face as she did. Eyes closed, lips slightly parted.
When I took my hand away, her eyes flew open, and she made a sexy little sound in the back of her throat, her lips turned down in a pout.
“Hey.”
I grinned. “Don’t worry. I won’t leave you hanging. Put your feet on my chest.”
Her brows drew down in a frown, but she followed my direction, which I didn’t realize would be such a fucking turn-on. My impatience took over, and I yanked her panties down her legs, pulling them off one foot at a time.
Then I gripped a knee in each hand and spread her open.
I heard her suck in a deep breath, felt the slight resistance in her legs, but she held my gaze with her own, not moving to cover her nudity. And why should she? She was fucking beautiful. Curvy and soft and golden, with dark short hair on her mound and pink folds between her legs that looked slick.
I thought about telling her what I was going to do but decided she had to know already.
Gripping her under her knees, I pulled her close enough that I could drape her legs over my shoulders.
Her little gasp became a moan when I bent my head to flick her clit with the tip of my tongue.
“Oh my?—”
She cut off as I settled my mouth over her sex, my eyes closing as I licked and sucked and tasted her. The sounds coming from her mouth made me want more. I’d been lusting after this woman for years and now I had her exactly where I wanted her. In my hands. And against my mouth.
She squirmed against me as my tongue slid into her channel, licking deep. Her taste flooded my senses, and I wanted to keep her here with me until I could make her come on command. Until she just needed to look at me, and she’d be wet.
Because all I needed to do was think about her and I got hard. And I was so fucking hard right now. My cock throbbed and ached, but I didn’t want to just take her and fuck her like a Neanderthal. I wanted to get her off at least twice before I got her to ride me.
I didn’t have to wait long for her to get off the first time, because in just a couple of minutes of tongue-fucking her, I felt her stiffen, her heels digging into my back as she moaned.
I felt her pussy ripple around my tongue, her thighs quivering when I pulled back and licked her clit once more, then took her legs and settled them on either side of my thighs.
Her eyes opened, her heavy-lidded gaze connecting with mine, making me grin. I felt like a fucking conquering hero. But I wasn’t done. I was still wearing my jeans for a reason. Which she noticed.
“Are you going to take those off now?”
“Not just yet.”
“Why—”
She gasped when I dragged a hand up her thigh and worked one finger between her pussy lips. Her inner muscles clamped around me immediately, and she reached for my wrist with one hand.
“Brian.”
Her little panting breaths made me more and more determined to see her come again, this time with my hand. I was being greedy, but I didn’t give a shit at that moment. Because her flushed cheeks and rapidly rising and falling chest were a drug to my libido.
Planting one hand into the cushion next to her head, I held her gaze as I leaned over, my finger starting a slow rhythm of plunge and retreat. She groaned, her eyes fluttering closed, but I pulled my finger out completely and they flew open.
“Don’t stop.” I barely heard her, her voice a whisper.
“Then make sure you keep watching me. Because I think I just found my new favorite pastime. Watching you when I make you come.”
“Oh fuck, Brian.”
The sound she made when I worked two fingers inside her made me smile, and the twist of her hips let me know she wanted even more. I spread my fingers inside as my thumb made contact with her clit. I circled it a few times, pressed hard and rubbed, finding what she liked and then giving her more.
My own breath rasped in and out, like I’d just done wind sprints. But I clamped down on the urge to rip off my jeans and fuck her right now.
No, I needed to watch her come again. Needed that dopamine hit I got when she clamped around my fingers. It took less than a minute before she made that amazing sound deep in her throat, her head digging back into the cushions and her body tightening until she broke again.
When she’d relaxed back into the couch after I slid my fingers free, I watched her breathe, watched her slowly blink back to full awareness. I loved that I’d made her boneless. That she trusted me enough. That she wanted me .
Her lips curved in a smile that revved my lust even higher, made my jaw clench and my fingers curl so I didn’t grab her and turn her onto her knees so I could fuck her from behind. My body wanted that, just so I could get off. My brain wanted to watch her ride me.
She startled me by pushing up and maneuvering around onto her knees in front of me. I held my breath, the voice in the back of my head telling me she was going to tell me to get the hell out.
Instead, she reached for my jeans, and this time I let her.
“My turn,” I heard her say under her breath as she worked the button open and shoved the fabric down my hips. Luckily, my cock had escaped the waistband of my boxer briefs, and they went down with the jeans.
The cooler air of the room made my balls tighten. Or maybe it was the way she looked at my body. Like a woman with a mission.
“Take them off, then lie down on the couch.”
I huffed out a short laugh that died the second she wrapped her hand around my cock and squeezed.
“Holy fuck, Rainy. Do that again.”
She looked up at me from beneath her lashes, her lips curved in a wicked little smile. Then she squeezed me even tighter and did a slow pump up my shaft. I tried not to groan too loudly, but my body was pleading with me to stay right here so she couldn’t stop.
“Now lie down,” she said. “And I’ll return the favor.”
“I didn’t make you come for a favor. That was all for you.”
“And I appreciate it.” Her voice had dipped into a quiet, low register that raised gooseflesh and made my stomach clench. “But it’s my turn to do what I’ve been dreaming about doing for years.”
Her words made me go still, blood pounding in my ears. “Years.”
“You have no idea how detailed my dreams can be.”
“And you don’t have a clue how hungry I am for you.”
Her smile widened until I could see her teeth, exactly what I wanted to feel on my cock.
“I look forward to finding out. On your back, Mr. Whiskers. Let’s see how you purr.”
Her words were so ridiculous, I burst out laughing, which made her smile become a grin, as if she’d said that just to make me laugh.
“Yes, Miss Lawrence. I can’t wait to feel your claws in my skin.”
Rain scrambled off the couch so we could trade positions after I ditched my jeans, socks, and sneakers, swinging one leg over my hips before my back even hit the cushion. Her hands hit my chest a split second later, and she leaned over, hair spilling across my chest and tickling my cheeks.
Leaning all the way down, she brushed her lips across mine in a tease of a kiss. Whisper-light and so fucking enticing, my entire body broke out in goosebumps. Combined with that, she let her nails dig into my skin, just like I’d dreamed about.
Finally, our lips met and melded, our tongues tangling again, as her pussy hovered tantalizingly close above my cock. My hands fastened around her hips in a flash, but some instinct made me stop just before I ground her down against my erection.
“No rushing in this game.” She spoke against my lips, then dragged them along my cheek to my ear. “But there will be full-body contact. And some deep penetration in the zone.”
She smiled against my ear, just before she bit the lobe and made me huff out a groan.
“You’re gonna fucking stop my heart before we score, Rainy.”
“I already came twice. Thank you, by the way. I figure I owe you the same.”
“When I come, I want to be deep inside you.”
I wasn’t fucking kidding. I wanted to pump hard and fast inside her until I felt her body pump mine for everything it had.
She didn’t seem to have a response for that, mainly because she was kissing her way from my ear down my neck to my chest. I heard her labored breathing, felt her body take in deep breaths. When her lips circled one of my nipples then nibbled at it with her teeth, my back arched to give her more. But after she did the same to the other, she continued her way down my body. When her mouth reached my cock, without touching it, she looked up at me and smiled again. Then she bent her head, her hair trailing along my stomach, and licked a path down my shaft.
I grabbed the back of the couch with one hand and the side with the other and hung on as she licked back up to the tip then swirled her tongue around it. I didn’t want to force myself down her throat so I made my hips stay flat on the cushion, but it was a tight battle. I was rewarded for my patience when she took me in her mouth and sucked me hard.
Her mouth felt like heaven, like every dream I’d had. But so much fucking better. Heat when she encased me completely and cool when she lifted off and blew a cool stream of air across the tip.
Staring up at the ceiling, I found myself panting, barely getting enough air with every breath. All my nerve endings felt like they were on fire, but it was the best goddamn sensation ever.
She sucked me for several long minutes, like I was her favorite treat. And when she finally released me, and I could draw in a deep breath, she gave me a look that let me know she had even more plans.
With the most sensual look I’d ever seen a woman give me, Rain released me with an audible pop then moved farther down my legs, her hair trailing along my thighs. A fucking fantasy come true. Her fingers followed, nails in my skin raking fire.
Every muscle in my body tightened, and I had to close my eyes and will myself not to blow right there. But I’d told her I wanted to be inside her when I did.
“Condom.” My voice sounded like I hadn’t spoken in years. “In my wallet.”
Her gaze met mine again as she slowly rose to her knees then slid to the side where my jeans lay on the floor. Reaching over, she pulled my wallet from the back pocket, flipped it open and extracted the condom. Then she dropped my wallet to the floor and opened the condom packet. As the foil followed the wallet to the floor, she leaned forward and rolled it down my erection with gentle fingers.
I had the almost unbearable urge to flip her back under me, but I knew it would be better for both of us if she was on top. For me, because I could watch her every move, and for her, because she wouldn’t be crushed under me.
Our height difference wouldn’t matter with her riding me. And it gave me the best fucking view possible.
I was about to beg her to move faster because she just sat there, her gaze making a slow route from my groin up my abs to my chest and, finally, to my eyes. Holding out her hands, she waited for me to weave our fingers together and steady her as she moved her body until her sex aligned with mine.
Releasing one hand, she gripped my cock and tilted it at the perfect angle for her to sink down onto me. Her eyes fluttered closed as I breached her tight, slick pussy. She let gravity bring her down, taking each inch of me into her wet warmth until we were totally meshed together.
Sitting there like a queen, looking like my absolute best wet dream, she smiled right before she began to rock back and forth and blow my fucking mind.
Holding on to my hands for balance, she rose just a little before gliding back down, each time going a little higher and dropping back down a little slower. Holding my gaze the whole time.
Her cheeks flushed, her eyes heavy-lidded, she rode me slow and steady, like she was trying to draw it out. With her every movement, I tried my best not to blow. But it got harder with every second not to just let go. I could tell she was getting closer to another orgasm. Chasing it while pushing me.
Long seconds played out as she rode me, time suspended for this small window of time. And then her pussy clenched around me, and she bit her lip, moaning just a little. Her rhythm changed, became less smooth, a little harder, like she was chasing that O, or trying to force me over the cliff. I was determined to hold on as long as I could, but I could tell I was reaching the end of my rope.
Releasing her hands, I grabbed her hips and held her steady for my thrusts. I couldn’t keep still anymore. I needed to move. My first thrust made her eyes close as she arched over me, her hands flat against my chest. We rocked together, working toward a mutual goal, in perfect sync. I’d never experienced this with anyone else.
Finally, with a breathy moan, she tensed, her pussy pulsing around my cock. And when she fell forward and lay against my chest, boneless, I held her hips and thrust until I couldn’t hold back anymore.
My release pumped into her, and I groaned as my eyes closed. Everything went black and my arms wrapped around her, holding her tight.