Page 38 of Rainstorm

“Easy, baby, we have all night.” My inner caveman didn’t want to give in so quickly, to let it happen so easily. I wanted something more from her. I wanted to hear her agitated breaths, her gasps and all those little screams of pleasure coming from those lips.

Hell, yeah, I was selfish. Because I wanted all of her. I wanted to be the master of her pleasure.

The provider of her satisfaction.

But the dark haired little minx had her own agenda.

Her hands were on my belt, fumbling and flying. Freeing me from the torturous jail my pants had become.

She didn’t even bother removing her tiny scrap of lace underwear, which made it all the sexier. Fuck, I was sure she could wear granny panties and still have my dick rising to attention.

It wasn’t about the clothing.

It was all about her.

The air clogged in my throat. She was singing the perfect song of wantonness, but the music was mine.

My pelvis setting the rhythm.

Drumming, taking.

My lips pressing against her collarbone, kissing and biting. Leaving my mark on her untainted skin.

She tasted like glory and all my dreams put together.

Something citrusy and mysterious.

Something new, and at the same time, the perfect flavor I’d been waiting for my entire life.

Recalling it from memory.

I grabbed her waist like a child holding a helium balloon, flying higher and higher.

Lost in me. And on me.

My name on her lips, her hips dancing slowly. Her perfect tits bouncing in front of my face.

Her body chasing the pleasure her mind sought.

I freed those beauties from that lace. They were perfect—perfect for my hands, and my mouth. Just the right size, round and perky. Delicious.

“Chase,” she moaned again as I sucked one of her peaks into my mouth. An agonized groan left my chest as her hips moved against me faster.

Fucking honeyed torture.

The way her body moved under mine, in that perfect cadence created to drive me crazy. Crazy with lust. She was using me, taking from me everything she wanted.

Fearless.

Warm.

Incomparable.

All conscious thoughts faded at the sight of her glorious, gorgeous body as I caught glimpses of the woman hidden behind the mysterious halo of her golden gaze.

Inviting me to the treasure hunt.

I took her by the shoulders, ready to give her what she craved, yet somehow restraining myself.

---