Chapter 7 #3
Rainey cries in pure pleasure, rocking her hips, pulling at my hair. “M-Max, it should be me on my knees. You won. Let me.”
“This is my reward. This is what I want. You sucked me off before the fight. It’s my turn to make you feel good.”
She doesn’t argue. She rides my face ferociously just how I like it. I nip, suck, and lick until she comes undone, screaming my name.
She stumbles back, trying to balance herself, but catches her arm and lowers her leg. “Take off your dress.” I spin her around and unzip her dress. “Never mind, I want to undress you.” Within seconds, I have her bare in front of me.
“Fucking hell, you’re giving me whiplash.”
I crack a laugh. “Sorry, we’re in a time crunch.”
Biting at my lower lip, my gaze rolls over her gorgeous body. She’s been saying she’s gained weight, but I don’t see it. All I see is beauty. “Eres tan hermosa.”
Rainey blushes bashfully. “Gracias.”
I watch Rainey cover her chest and stomach, suddenly shy. “Don’t hide from me,” I drawl, my voice gentle. A dull ache spreads across my shoulders as I pull my shirt over my head, the day’s fight still written in my muscles.
“Oh, no, maybe this isn’t a good idea. A hot shower will be better for you.”
I wave her off, kicking off my shorts and boxers. “After. I need you.”
It never gets old how her gaze devours my certain area that’s always happy to be around her, especially fucking naked.
Her lips taste of cherry lip balm as we collide, my teeth grazing her bottom lip for just a moment before I feel her sharp intake of breath against my cheek.
I hike her up to my waist, leaning her against the wall.
Fuck, the brush of her nipples on my chest sends shivers down my spine and straight to my dick.
Her gasp catches in her throat as I enter her, inch by inch, the world narrowing to just this—her warmth enveloping me, her heartbeat against my lips as I draw the tight bud of her breast into my mouth, feeling it harden against my tongue.
She moans, her fingers running through my hair.
She’s so tight around me, it drives me crazy.
I suck hard, causing Rainey’s head to fall back against the cold tile wall.
Electricity crackles in the air between us, a current of anticipation that makes the fine hairs on my arms stand up.
My breath catches, then releases in a shuddering exhale as I begin to thrust my hips, slowly at first, then with growing urgency.
Fingernails dig into my skin; her hot, ragged breath fans my neck, teeth skim against the skin, then she sucks.
I moan and pick up speed, bouncing her hard on me.
My phone starts buzzing and fucking buzzing on the bathroom counter. I rip my mouth from hers. “What the fuck?” My voice comes out in a ragged, panting tone.
“Probably Drake,” she says breathlessly.
Goddammit.
I keep Rainey in place, taking a couple of steps back, still moving inside her. “Hello,” I say, holding the phone on my shoulder while keeping the momentum going by thrusting my hips.
“Hey, Max, I’m around the corner. Sorry, it took me so long. I had to stop at my apartment.”
Rainey catches her bottom lip between her teeth, the plump flesh turning white under the pressure as she tries to silence the sounds escaping her throat.
I love seeing her like this—brown messy hair, flushed cheeks.
A bead of sweat traces along her collarbone, trailing down the gentle curve of her shoulder, her eyes half-closed and unfocused, completely and utterly lost in the moment. Beautiful doesn’t begin to cover it.
“I grabbed some beers; do you need anything else?”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I can feel her tightening around me. I know she’s close. I try to control my ragged breathing. “Nah, we’re good. Rainey’s going to order something when you get here, bro.”
“Are you alright, man?”
I grind my teeth. Rainey’s pointed breasts bounce right on my face. I walk us back against the wall, only now it’s my back leaning on it. “Fine,” I groan out.
“Holy shit. Are you having chest pain? The excitement and the hits can cause damage afterward as well. Internal bleeding. It can also be the adrenal rush.”
I rock us hard, my shoulder pressed against the force of holding the phone. “Should I call 911?” The engine of his bike starts.
Mierda.
“I’m perfectly fine. All the excitement and adrenaline are rushing somewhere else entirely.”
He laughs. “Ahh. Okay, I’ll be there shortly…unless you need more time…”
“Nah, five minutes.” The line clicks, and I toss the phone onto the floor. It lands on the soft rug.
We both release our moans in unison. I hammer her into me, my balls heavy.
We both combust into the waves of euphoria.
Rainey’s heart is racing against my chest. She’s still holding on to my shoulders.
Rainey’s smile reaches her eyes. Have I mentioned how much I love her smile?
It’s like the sun after a storm—bright and warm.
“I love you,” I whisper.
Her lips crash onto mine as I walk us into the shower. It’s a good thing I said five minutes because I can have her scream my name again in three minutes.