Chapter Sixteen
One kiss and I’m burning up inside.
Ray’s lips move against mine, his hands tangling in my hair as he pulls me closer. Even though he’s never done this before, he takes over, swirling his tongue against mine until my head spins.
Every touch of his hands sends tingles racing over my skin. He’s like an electric current, charging me up higher and higher with every caress. I gasp into his mouth as his hands slide under my shirt, fingers stroking over my back.
He’s invaded all my senses. The taste of him, the scent of him, the feel of his hands and body against mine. I’m drowning in Ray, and I never want to come up for air.
I can feel the hard length of his cock pressing against my core, begging for more, and it takes all my willpower not to reach down unbutton the coveralls he”s wearing. I already feel like the aggressor, and it’s really not like me. Usually, I let who I’m dating make the first move, and let’s be honest, it’s usually before there’s any kind of discussion about commitment.
At least with Ray, I know where I stand. He said I was the only thing that had ever felt right for him. No one has ever said something so… romantic to me before.
My thoughts swirl as I sink deeper into the kiss. The men before Ray fade into nothingness compared to him. My feelings for them were pale imitations of passion and desire crashing over me right now.
I break away from the kiss, panting.
Ray’s eyes flutter open, darkening with desire. His hands tighten on my hips like he’s afraid I’ll flee. Little does he know, I’m not going anywhere.
I’ve found my place. Right here. In his arms. With the person who makes me feel alive again.
The one, who, against all odds, might just be the one for me.
I trace a finger down the side of his face, marveling at the impossible softness of his dark skin. “Have you ever...?” I hesitate, not sure how to ask.
Ray’s eyes widen with understanding before he glances away. “I, um. No. I haven’t.”
I suspected as much, based on what he’s said about his captivity. But hearing the confirmation sends a spike of nerves and guilt through me. I’m about to be Ray’s first… everything. The responsibility of that settles over me.
I take a deep breath and capture his gaze again. “We don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with.”
“Don’t be silly,” Ray replies quickly. “I want this. I want you.” He worries his bottom lip between his teeth, a delectably tempting sight. “I just don’t have any experience. With this. Kissing. Or with sex.”
Despite my nerves, amusement bubbles up inside me. I can’t help teasing him a little. “And what have your studies told you about sex?”
Ray huffs out an embarrassed rough chuckle, and the sound is as surprising as the rest of him. “I may have done a lot of research, but I know actually doing anything will be completely different.”
“Mmm. So true.”
I lean in and press a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth. “But don’t worry. I’ll make sure our first time is memorable for all the right reasons.”
His eyes darken again as they sweep down my body. “You’re not going to scare me off, you know. I want this. I want you, in any way I can have you. Experience or no experience.”
A slow smile spreads across my face. Now is not the best time. But he’s managed to ease my guilt and send heat flooding through me with just a few words.
“In that case.” I reach up to the top button on the overalls he’s wearing. “Why don’t we continue your education?”Ray’s answering groan is the only agreement I need, sending chills down my spine.
I take my time unfastening the closures of his jumpsuit, revealing inch after inch of his smooth dark skin. The muscles in his chest and stomach dance, flexing provocatively, and I fight back a groan of my own. By the time I reach his waist, his chest is rising and falling rapidly, his breaths coming in sharp pants. Without any prompting, he rips his arms from the material, letting it fall lower.
I’m trying to ignore his gigantic cock that’s totally engorged and pressing up against his stomach, past his belly button. He”s not wearing the white tight boxers any longer, so there”s no holding back the massive length of him.
“You’re incredible,” I murmur, trailing my fingers down the center of his chest. His skin is warm, almost feverish, and so soft. I can’t resist bending my head to press a kiss over his heart, feeling the thud of his heartbeat against my lips.
Ray’s hand comes up to cradle the back of my head, his touch hesitant. “Summer...” My name is a strained whisper. “You’re killing me.”
I glance up to find him watching me with eyes gone nearly black with desire. His gaze is intense enough to scorch. A flush works its way over my skin and heat pools low in my belly. Thank God I’m not the only one affected here.
“Patience,” I tease, even as my own need for him grows more urgent.
I continue my path down his torso, exploring the dips and swells of his muscles with my mouth and hands. At least… until I reach his waist, where I flatten my palms on each side of his straining cock.
I pause there, fingers trembling with the urge to touch. His cock strains toward me off his stomach, fully hard and utterly mouthwatering. My gaze flicks up to his once more. “Last chance to back out.”
Ray’s hands come down to cover mine, stilling them against his heated skin. “Never,” he says fiercely. “I’m yours, Summer, in whatever way you want me. Always.”
My breath catches at the conviction in his voice. Even the way he stares at me, with possessiveness and heat, blares the truth I can see in his gaze. At this moment, I know that I’m his just as much as he’s mine.
“Good,” I say, my voice rough with emotion. “Because you’re about to get a crash course in pleasure, and I plan on being a very thorough teacher.”
With that promise and a wink, I wrap my hand around the base of his cock. Ray is perfection from head to toe, and I plan on exploring every inch. Starting here.
Keeping my grip light, I run my palm up and down his length, watching a bead of arousal gleam at the tip. My mouth waters at the sight. I’ve never felt this compelled to give head, but Ray… he’s different.
Unique.
And I feel drawn to him like a moth to a flame.
Pressing him back with my free hand, I slide from his lap to lower my head, maintaining eye contact as I lap at the taunting pre-cum waiting for me.
Ray gasps, hands fisting in the thin picnic blanket beneath him. He tosses his head back, eyes closing as his mouth opens to let out a guttural moan. The sight of him, so lost in sensation, kicks my own arousal into overdrive.
I’m wet and aching and need builds inside me with every sound he makes. But this is about him right now.
I take it into my mouth deeper, relaxing my throat to take as much of his length as I can. The stretch and fullness are intoxicating, and the spicy taste of him on my tongue even more so.
He’s close already, I can tell. His whole body is taut, trembling with the effort not to thrust up into my mouth. I hollow my cheeks and suck hard, at the same time reaching down to roll his balls in my palm.
That does it.
Ray stiffens, a broken cry tearing from his lips as he spills down my throat. He’s lodged so deep, that I barely taste a thing as I swallow, milking him through his release until he collapses back against the blanket, chest heaving.
I lick my lips, savoring the spicy flavor of him while I crawl up his body to claim a deep kiss. Ray wraps his arms around me, holding me close as he plunges his tongue into my mouth, ignoring his release while we both groan.
When we part, his eyes meet mine. They’re soft and wondering, filled with awe that makes my heart clench.
“You’re amazing,” he says simply.
I kiss the corner of his mouth, unable to contain my smile. “Why, thank you. So are you, you know.”
I reluctantly pull away from Ray’s embrace, gathering our discarded trash from lunch and straightening my uniform. “I have to get back to work,” I remind him, brushing a quick kiss over his mouth. “I’ll come find you for lunch tomorrow, okay?”
Ray captures my hand, bringing it to his lips. “I’ll be here.” His gaze turns serious as he watches me with heavy-lidded eyes. “Be careful, Summer. I don’t trust anyone here. Not the military or the doctors. Not after what they did to me—and you. Promise you’ll watch your back?”
I smooth a hand over his brow, hoping to ease the worry I see there. “I will. And I’m going to figure out a way to get you out of here for good. I promise.”
I think about the list of names he gave me. I’ve thought up an excuse to stop by a few, and after my shift, I’m putting the ball in motion. Operation Freedom.
He pulls me down for another searing kiss, effectively wiping all thoughts from my mind. I lose myself in the feel and taste of him, in the connection that seems to deepen each time we’re together.
By the time we part, we’re both breathless. I smile down at him, filled with warmth at the open adoration in his eyes.
“I’ll see you soon,” I say softly.
He squeezes my hand. “I’ll be counting the seconds.”