17. CHAPTER 17 #2
My chin lifts, looking up at him, and I inch even closer, pausing when his voice cracks through the silence. “Don’t,” he warns.
I swallow over the fear and keep moving, keep bringing myself closer until I press up onto my tippy toes, my lips gently brushing past his. “Or what?”
Any sense of control burns to ash between us as a deep groan rumbles through his chest, and not a moment later, his hand snaps around my waist, pulling me in hard against him, his lips crushing down on mine.
I sink into him as though coming home, my hand weaving up around the back of his neck as his lips work over mine, claiming everything that I am.
“This doesn’t change anything,” I say against his lips, trying to convince myself that whatever this is between us isn’t real, despite having spent the last ten minutes trying to convince him that he’s lying to himself. Perhaps I’m a hypocrite. Perhaps he’s not the only one lying around here.
“It changes everything,” he fires back. “But sure, whatever you need to tell yourself to sleep at night.”
My body trembles, and he scoops me up into his strong arms, grabbing my ass and lifting me as I automatically lock my legs around his waist.
Our fury and denial detonate between us, colliding like two blind ships in the night, both floundering and terrified of what comes next, but we can’t look away from the wreckage, can’t seem to come up for air or even attempt to save ourselves.
All I know is that I need his lips on mine. Need his hands brushing my skin. Need his strong thighs pushing between mine. I need to be completely and utterly consumed by everything that is Raiden Kane.
He walks us into the kitchen, his lips not leaving mine for even a second before propping my ass on the counter, and I immediately make a grab for his clothes.
His shirt is gone in a matter of seconds, and damn it, I will never tire of the feel of his body against mine.
Those strong arms and chest, but shit, nothing beats the way my fingers glide over the defined ridges of his abs.
He’s pure perfection.
His mouth moves to my neck, and a breathy moan slips from my lips as I tilt my head, offering him more. My hand circles to the back of his head, my fingers knotting in his dark, messy hair and holding him there.
“Oh shit,” I breathe, my chest rapidly rising and falling, the intense hunger already consuming me.
Raiden grips the hem of my workout crop, effortlessly pulling it over my head before locking his arm around my waist and lifting me off the counter just high enough to rid me of my bike shorts.
I’m naked and ready for him in only a matter of seconds, my thighs pushing wider, silently begging him to touch me.
He grips both my thighs, firmly squeezing as his tongue rolls over my throat.
“Fuck, Firecracker,” he murmurs against my skin, his fingers inching toward my core until they brush over my clit and find my entrance, slowly pushing inside me.
“I’m gonna fuck that attitude right out of you.
When I’m through with you, there’ll be no question who’s better. ”
A grin rips across my lips, and as he pushes his fingers in and begins to work me, I throw my head back, pure elation pulsing through my veins.
“You can fuck the attitude out of me,” I tell him, “but no amount of pristine dick is going to ever have me questioning whether I’m the best. It’s a fact, and it’s time you got on board.
Challenging me isn’t going to bode well for you. ”
His fingers curve inside me, pressing directly over my G-spot, my eyes widening as I suck in a forceful gasp.
“Is that so?”
“Oh fuuuuck, Raiden.”
He works me right there, teasing, tormenting, and tangling my world into a mess of unknowns, but if this is what the unknown is like, then I want to drown in it every minute of every day for the rest of my natural-born life.
He takes me right to the edge, driving me wild with need, when he suddenly pulls his fingers free and drops to his knees beside the counter, gripping my thighs and yanking me right to the edge.
Then, before a gasp can escape from my lips, his mouth closes over my clit, and his fingers are right back there, pushing deep inside of me.
“Shit,” I hiss, heavily panting as I knot my fingers into his hair again, my other hand braced against the stone counter, desperately trying to hold myself up.
His skilled tongue works over my clit, and my eyes flutter as the intense pleasure takes hold, my walls clamping around his thick fingers, but he’s relentless and doesn’t give up, pushing me closer and closer until the world narrows around us.
All that matters is him. All that matters is this moment.
My orgasm rapidly builds within me, every swipe of his tongue, every thrust of his fingers. It’s too much, but I’m no quitter. As he picks up his pace, his fingers roll over me in determined waves, and his tongue applies just a bit more pressure. I can’t possibly hold on to it a moment longer.
I detonate, sending shockwaves pulsing through my body like live wires.
“OH GOD! YES!” I cry out, throwing my head back as my thighs tighten around him.
My grip tightens in his hair as my body spasms, and my walls wildly convulse around his fingers, but he doesn’t dare stop.
He keeps pushing me to my limits. My chest heaves, loud pants tearing from the back of my throat, my high tearing through me until there’s nothing left but white heat and surrender.
Raiden finally eases up on me, but he doesn’t allow me a chance to catch my breath before he’s back on his feet, grasping the back of my neck and crushing his lips to mine.
He kisses me deeply, and I taste my arousal on his tongue. “Fuck, Firecracker,” he groans into my mouth. “I hope you’re ready for me.”
I grin against his lips. “Don’t you dare hold back.”
Raiden growls, and in the blink of an eye, I’m bent over the counter, my knee up beside me, opening me up for him, as he frees that massive cock from the confines of his pants. “Hold on, baby,” he growls, his tone pained as though he’s not moving nearly fast enough.
His fingers swipe through my wetness, and I suck in a shaky breath, my body still overly sensitive from the mind-shattering orgasm that’s barely finished pulsing through my veins.
He grips the base of his cock and guides himself to my entrance, slowly teasing me as he prepares to ruin me for any other man.
He pushes inside me, and I feel his hungry gaze locked on my cunt, watching the way he stretches me wide. He growls with appreciation. “Fuck, Firecracker. You’re so goddamn beautiful. If you could see yourself like this.”
My chest swells with pride, and honestly, it surprises me.
I’ve never cared for a man’s compliments before.
I never cared how they felt or how fake they sounded because they always came with an ulterior motive to get inside my pants.
When it comes from Raiden, it has me deliciously giddy because it comes from a place much deeper than his heart.
It comes right from the soul: gritty and raw.
He continues pushing, taking me inch by inch until he’s finally fully seated inside of me, and fuck, I feel it all. Every vein, every flinch, every nerve ending coming alive. I even feel the chill of the cold piercing, ready to wreak sweet havoc over my body.
After bottoming out, Raiden reaches up and curls his hand into my hair, wrapping it around his wrist and firmly pulling back until my tits are pushing up off the counter.
I suck in a gasp, and when his other hand finds my hip to stabilize me, his fingers already digging into my flesh, I know this is going to be wild.
“Are you ready, baby?”
“Take me.”
He groans, and not a moment later, his hips roll back, and he thrusts hard, as a gritted grunt tears from the back of his throat. The sound does wicked things to me, and I cry out, begging for more. “YES!” I cry. “AGAIN!”
He doesn’t hold back, and my body immediately begins to tremble. “That’s right,” he says through a clenched jaw. “Take me just like that.”
My eyelids flutter, and he thrusts again as I push back against him. “Fuck, I hate you.”
“Right back at ya, baby,” he says as his hand comes down in a firm, delicious spank to my ass before returning to my hip. “Doesn’t change the fact that you just got lucky.”
I bark a laugh that quickly morphs into a groan. “You wouldn’t know luck if it smacked you in the face.”
“I’m buried ten inches inside of the most infuriatingly beautiful woman I have ever met. Believe me, I know luck.”
I hate the stupid smile that stretches across my lips, and I push back against him, my walls clamping down around that thick, veiny cock, and I silently warn myself not to feel what’s been there all along.
Raiden grunts, but it quickly turns into a wicked laugh, thrusting even harder. “Two can play that game, baby.”
Fuck.
He punishes me with that wonderous cock, and I absolutely love every second of it. Then just when I think it couldn’t possibly get any better, he reaches across to the big purple giftbox that still sits on my kitchen counter and pulls out what could only be described as a woman’s greatest fantasy.
Without missing a beat, Raiden lifts the packaging to his mouth and tears it open with his teeth before taking the bottle of strawberry edible lube and drizzling it over my ass.
His fingers roll over it, spreading it wide and far, and damn it, the sensualness of it has my eyes rolling into the back of my head.
“Oh God.”
His thumb presses against my ass, and with every long, powerful thrust, I push back more, needing it like I need my next breath. “Please.”
“Oh, you want this, Firecracker?”
“God, yes!” He doesn’t hesitate, pushing his thumb inside me, and my body immediately begins to quiver, only getting worse when he keeps it moving. “FUCK!”