Page 58 of Rainbow Kisses

“I didn’t realize you were so bossy.”

Her smile spread. “You like it, though, don’t you?”

“I like you however I can get you, Rain.”

She put a hand on my shoulder and gripped me tight. “Then come back down here and kiss me again.”

I leaned forward and did what she wanted, melded our lips together and drove my tongue between her teeth. I couldn’t get enough of her. With one arm holding me steady, I used the other to caress her from neck to waist, loving the way her skin heated for me.

Now she rewarded me with a long scratch of her nails down my back with one hand while her other grabbed the waistband of my jeans. Her fingers slid between my skin and my boxer briefs, just far enough to almost, but not quite, graze the tip of my cock.

I drew back far enough to say, “You gonna be a tease?”

I felt her smile against my cheek. “Yeah, I am. But don’t worry, I think you’ll like it.”

She slid her hand free then brought it to the button on my jeans, working it free while our lips met again, our breath coming harsh and fast as our mouths became greedier.

Then I felt her release the zipper, my cock practically leaping out of my pants and into her hands, like it had a mind of its own. I bit back a groan, cupping a breast tight as my hips thrust forward. I needed pressure, my cock begging to be fondled, squeezed, and pumped hard.

She pulled back, pressing a hand against my chest to make me give her some room. I didn’t want to give her room, and I didn’t want to give her mouth up. For right now, she was mine. And I wasn’t going to give up any part of her willingly.

For a few seconds, she let me take what I wanted, getting to know her body and what she liked. What made her moan and what made her twist in my hands and what made her arch into me.

When I released her mouth to kiss my way down her body, she lay there, just breathing hard for several seconds. Until I dipped my tongue into her belly button before pressing kisses down her stomach to her pants.

They had a drawstring waist, and I used my teeth to pull the string until it loosened.

“Lift up.”

I heard her swallow, but she arched her back and lifted her ass off the couch so I could pull her pants off. Just her pants. I wanted to see her in her underwear. I wasn’t disappointed.

The underwear matched the bra. Pink lace with little white hearts all over them. They looked sexy as all hell, and I wanted to put my mouth on them right over her clit.

Her legs were already spread, my knees holding them open. I could tell she was wet from the darker material between her legs.

“Fuck, Rain. You’re so pretty, baby.”

Without warning, I put one hand on her mound, the heel of my palm directly over her clit, and pressed. She moaned and circled her hips. I let her grind on my hand for a few seconds, watching her face as she did. Eyes closed, lips slightly parted.

When I took my hand away, her eyes flew open, and she made a sexy little sound in the back of her throat, her lips turned down in a pout.

“Hey.”

I grinned. “Don’t worry. I won’t leave you hanging. Put your feet on my chest.”

Her brows drew down in a frown, but she followed my direction, which I didn’t realize would be such a fucking turn-on. My impatience took over, and I yanked her panties down her legs, pulling them off one foot at a time.

Then I gripped a knee in each hand and spread her open.

I heard her suck in a deep breath, felt the slight resistance in her legs, but she held my gaze with her own, not moving to cover her nudity. And why should she? She was fucking beautiful. Curvy and soft and golden, with dark short hair on her mound and pink folds between her legs that looked slick.

I thought about telling her what I was going to do but decided she had to know already.

Gripping her under her knees, I pulled her close enough that I could drape her legs over my shoulders.

Her little gasp became a moan when I bent my head to flick her clit with the tip of my tongue.

“Oh my?—”

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