22. The Rain
22
THE RAIN
Sarah
The rain came down hard that night, driving its way into every available surface as if it had to get in somehow. I sat and watched it stream down the windows, blurring the city lights as I contemplated my life. I wanted love. I also wanted Hayden Raynor. But I couldn’t see how those two things could come together. I wasn’t some glamorous It Girl you chased. Women came to him, and I wasn’t going to try and get my heart broken like that.
Hayden had been a fantasy, but now it was blurring into something else and I didn’t know if I could handle it. I was shaken out of my thoughts by a thumping sound. The door pounding as if the person on the other side, like the rain, was desperate to get in.
It pounded again as I walked barefoot across the wooden boards, pausing to wonder what was lurking on the other side that was so mad to get inside.
Opening the door, there he stood. Looking at me like a hungry wolf, the rain streaking down his huge frame. There was nothing but fire in his eyes as he walked in without a word, striding toward me, dripping water across the floor as he came closer.
I tried to catch my breath as I stumbled backward, his eyes wild and intense. My ass bumped against the kitchen table and I was trapped there as he descended on me. Without hesitation, his mouth met mine, and I kissed him back hungrily. One big paw scooped me up by my ass and dropped me back down on the table. Our lips broke, and we looked deep into each other’s vibrant, excited, and expectant eyes.
It seemed in that moment as if the world was electric. Everything melted away and there was only this.
“Lift up your skirt,” he growled at me, raindrops pooling on the floor around my feet.
I gulped, my legs trembling as he looked down at me, a quivering rabbit cornered by a wolf, unable to resist the fate that was coming. There was no escape, and I craved it.
My fingers slipped down to my sides on his command. Slowly, I lifted up my dress, revealing the warm skin of my thighs and the soft white cotton panties underneath. His eyes left mine as he eagerly watched his prey being revealed to him, making me blush at the intensity of his look.
Hayden’s other hand rose to my chest and pulled my dress open with one wild tug. My blood rushed with desire as he gently stroked the soft skin of my collarbone with his fingertips, admiring me.
His hand went lower, stroking my thighs, his fat thumb rising up between my legs and pressing down on my panties, my body softening at the touch.
As his lips came close to mine, I opened my mouth in expectation, but instead, his mouth slipped past me and went to the nape of my neck. His warm tongue tasted the salt from my warm skin as he ran one of his huge paws over me, trying to greedily touch all of me all at once. My nipples stiffened as he roughly pawed at my chest before pushing me down against the table. He lowered his head, the wet hair tickling my skin as his hot tongue traveled down my body, eagerly pulling me into his mouth.
Then all of a sudden, he scooped me up in those huge arms like I was weightless to him, and carried me toward my bedroom, kicking the door open like some kind of action movie star.
The mattress creaked in anguish under our weight as we fell onto the bed, the air rushing out of me underneath his huge frame as he fell on top of me, our lips feverishly kissing at each other, like it was our oxygen and we were desperately gasping for more of it.
I pulled with all my strength at his shirt, tearing it open, the pearl buttons scattering across the room and revealing his thick chest, my lips running kisses down him as he moaned in pleasure.
We were lost to each other as his hands slid under my dress and roughly pulled my panties from me, before he descended like a madman and his head fell between my quivering legs.
I was shaking with intense pleasure as his hot, wet tongue met me and took me deeper into a state of blissful, wild, arousal. Grasping tightly at his hair, I writhed under his thick tongue and moaned at the feel of his beard rasping against my thighs as I pulled him deeper.
He looked at me so intensely as he climbed back up my body to meet my eyes.
“Sarah… I need you.”
“Uh-huh,” was all I could reply, wide-eyed and helpless as he reared up and I pulled at his belt and pants. I couldn’t wait, I was in an agonizing state that needed fulfilling right there and then.
Tearing down his shorts, I stopped, panting below him. He was so big. I looked up at him half-fearfully. The look he gave me back told me I had no choice. That huge, beautiful, throbbing monster was going to have me.
Then his hot breath was on my neck and I was howling in bliss… I was his now, all his, and there was no escape from it.