Page 62 of My Summer Girl

Chapter Twenty-Four

Dulce

Just Can’t Get Enough – Depeche Mode

“Was it everything you wished for?” Raevar asks me later, his eyes dancing with hope. The rain still trails down us both, splashing coolly across our skin.

I want to kiss him.

I’ve wanted to for the last few days since he saved me, but even more so now. At this very moment, it’s like I didn’t fall through the sky and didn’t run from my family and duties. The only things that matter are the “fuck it” list, Raevar, getting back to Vex, and introducing them to Raevar.

Raev promised me he’d help me check off the items on my list. He doesn’t care how long it takes and I admire that more than I can ever explain.

He scans my face, reverent and gentle. Like he’s at a loss for words and is crossing over every inch like he needs to rewrite his memory because I’m his only guidance.

“Yes,” I admit with a smile. “It’s more than I could’ve dreamed of.”

I step closer to him and he stills, his cheeks darkening as we erase the distance between us. Softly, too scared he’ll bolt, I caress his jaw, holding his gaze with mine. He might be hulking and at least two feet taller than me, but he’s the gentlest giant.

“Can I kiss you?” I ask meekly, scared of his rejection. A part of me panics that he doesn’t feel what I feel. His pupils dilate as he licks his lips. A swift nod is my only response before his eyes shut.

“Keep them open,” I urge, leaning forward. The moment they open, our lips brush and his knees buckle, tumbling me onto the ground on top of him.

He doesn’t chuckle as our gazes meet. Instead, he hauls me up his naked torso, bringing our mouths together again.

He tastes of summertime and citrus, like lemongrass and musk—a heady mixture. It’s appealing and enthralling all at once. Licking into my mouth, he groans, causing me to moan in response. He devours my mouth, his teeth bumping against my lips as I kiss him back.

The rumble in his chest vibrates against me and every part of me wants to climb him like a tree and sink onto him. There’s a draw between us that I can’t explain, one that feels similar to Vex. It’s like we’re tied together.

I rise up, straddling his lap, grabbing his jaw and kissing his cheeks, down his jaw, before nipping it. My body hums with excitement, a palpable feeling that consumes me.

“Dulce,” he rasps, halting my wiggling atop him. “Please stop moving.”

“Why?” I tease, attempting to move my hips more. His stony hold keeps me planted and the bite of his fingers make me whimper.

His gaze darkens as he digs into me, promise and intent written across his handsome face. “Because I’m trying to be a gentleman,” he grumbles, the strain in his voice matching the one beneath me.

“I never asked you to be,” I taunt, sucking at his throat, licking his Adam’s apple as if it’s my own personal sucker.

“Fuck, how am I supposed to keep my hands off you?”

“Don’t. Please touch me.”

“What about Vex?”

“They will understand,” I promise, thinking of Vex agreeing about what feels right. He doesn’t need any more persuasion. Letting my hips go, he reaches for my jaw, forcing my mouth to his. And Hades, the way his tongue presses in, demanding my all, has me squirming on his lap.

Growls seep past his lips as I continue my movements, pressing my clit across his hardened cock, rubbing down it.

I’m so close to release and I’ve only just started my pursuit. “You’re drenched, cariña. ¿Me quieres dentro de ti?” I hiss at his words and nod rapidly.

“Please, Raevar,” I beg, whimpering at the way he assists me up and down his length. I’m so close to the edge that I whine when he lifts me off of him. He drags me to his face and sits me on it.

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