Chapter 14
Rainbow
I can’t believe we’re doing this, let alone without a condom. I’d be lying if I said a part of me wasn’t scared, even though I’m on the pill.
This is exquisite. The way he fills me is everything. How he’s pushing me into a cloud of oblivion with every single thrust while working my clit is pure magic as he expertly coaxes pleasure from me.
“Rainbow,” he says on a guttural moan. “I can’t hold off much longer. I need you to come around my cock and let me fill you the fuck up.”
Pressure is building from somewhere deep, unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I’m desperate for him to let go and fill me.
Own me. Ruin me. Claim me.
“Yes, oh my God, yes! Tobias, right there,” I cry out, my voice strained. Intense pleasure ricochets through my entire body on a blended orgasm, my release wet and all-consuming.
His muscles tighten as he roars out loud, the sound so feral as he fucks me faster.
“Fucking hell, you’re squirting. Hell. Fucking. Yes.”
I’m a whimpering mess as he grabs my thigh and hitches my leg up higher, angling himself right where he wants me. It’s wet and salacious as he grunts out his own release with a deep-seated moan. His entire body jerks, and his cock pulses inside me as he pumps me full of his cum.
He stares down between us, my channel twitching with small aftershocks as the last of his orgasm leaves him.
I’m sensitive and soaked, our combined releases slick between my arse cheeks and my inner thighs.
But he’s unbothered as he takes my mouth for a soul-shattering kiss.
When he pulls back, his mouth forms into the most majestic smile I’ve ever seen from him before. It’s like he’s exposing himself to me unabashedly, a secret he rarely shares with anyone, if ever.
“I’m going to need to do that again and soon,” he says, his voice deep.
He slips out of me, and a gush of our cum follows.
“Fuck me, that’s hot,” he says, scooping it up and pushing it back inside my entrance.
I groan, my pussy sensitive, as he swirls it around before pulling his fingers free and raising them to my mouth.
“Taste.”
I lick my lips, completely enthralled, unable to deny this man. He pushes them past my lips, and I wrap my mouth around his fingers, sucking off our combined juices.
His other hand slides between my thighs, toying with our arousal once more, pushing it back inside. I love how he’s staking his claim.
He continues to tease me and has me on the brink of another orgasm. I moan as he slips his fingers from my mouth and raises them to his own, sucking them as he continues to finger fuck me with his other hand. There is something erotic about a man who isn’t afraid to taste his own cum.
And that’s all it takes for me to come again. Something I wouldn’t have thought possible. My toes curl, my back arches. I’m screaming out his name, causing his eyes to light up.
“Tobias, please, it’s too much,” I pant.
Eventually, he takes mercy on my overused pussy and pulls his fingers free. Resting on his elbow to stare down at me, he tucks my loose hair behind my ear, and I know I’m a hot fucking mess right now.
“You’re something else, you know that, right?” he says.
“Ditto,” I reply, my vocabulary lacking, my breathing uneven as I try to come back to myself.
He strokes his fingertips over the swell of my breast and then down my stomach. It’s both gentle and teasing. I can’t help but shiver.
“I never took you for being tactile,” I say honestly, reaching out and taking his hand in mine. He laces our fingers together.
Glancing between our joined hands, he smiles. “That’s because I’m not, but it’s different when it comes to you.”
I glance away and chew on my lower lip, unsure how to take his honesty.
He releases my hand, then his fingers wrap around my throat. Gently, his thumb and forefinger tilt my face, drawing my attention back to him.
“Did I say something wrong?” he asks.
Licking my lips, my throat dry, I reply, “No, of course not. I like what you said.” And right there lies the problem—I liked it a little too much.
He studies me, his large hand still flush against my throat, possessive in nature.
“Shower with me,” he eventually says, letting go and pushing himself up. His cock is half-mast, his toned muscles ripple with his movement.
Sitting up, I glance around and cover my chest with my arm.
“What are you looking for?” he asks, coming around my side of the bed.
“Hmm something to wear,” I reply.
He rolls his lips between his teeth, raising his eyebrows.
“No need, we’re getting in the shower. Come on, up. Unless you want me to throw you over my shoulder and carry you.”
Rolling my eyes, I push myself up. He wraps me in his arms and pulls me flush against his body, his cock rigid between us. We’re both sticky and sweaty, but he’s the least bit deterred as he cups the back of my neck and angles my face so I’m staring up at him.
And then his lips descend upon mine, and he’s kissing me.
I don’t know how long he devours my mouth, but when he pulls back, we’re both panting, our lips swollen. With his arms still wrapped around me, he walks us backwards and into his ensuite.
Only releasing me to start the shower, he steps under the jets and reaches out, pulling me under too.
We fall into a comfortable silence, the sound of running water cascading over us. I smile. It’s too late to worry about my hair getting wet, so I reach up to try to free it from my hairband, but my bun is now more of a knot.
Tobias stills my hands. “Turn around,” he says, twirling his finger in the air.
Without hesitation, I do as I’m told.
His hands move to take over, and after a little patience, he manages to free my hair. His fingers slowly work through the tangles, and he shuffles behind me. I glance over my shoulder, seeing him reach for the shampoo. And then his fingers press into my scalp.
I tense, the action so intimate and unexpected that it catches me off guard. He leans over and presses a gentle kiss to my shoulder.
“What is it? Am I being too rough?” he asks, the pressure of his fingers easing.
“No, it’s just I’ve never had a guy wash my hair before.” I swallow. “This is a first for me.”
He moves to kiss my exposed throat. “It’s a first for me too.”
Something about that knowledge warms a deep part of me.