Page 72 of Rainbow Kisses

Taking my hands off the counter, I wrapped them around her waist, giving her a squeeze before sliding them around her back and pressing her against me. Her smile widened.

“How rough?”

Biting her bottom lip, she slid sideways, taking one of my hands and tugging me along with her.

“I guess you’ll just have to find that out on your own.”

She led me up the stairs and down a short hallway to an open door. I had a few seconds to take in the dark wood frame of the queen bed on the far wall, the warm green paint, and the couple of pieces of furniture that matched the bed.

Then she turned me around, pointed one finger on my chest, and gave me a little push. But I wasn’t a pushover.

Grinning, I grabbed her around the waist and tossed her on the bed. She gave a little yelp that dissolved into laughter as she propped herself up on her elbows.

“You still look a little stiff,” she said. “Maybe I can help you with that.”

I huffed, amused. “I’m sure you can. But first you need to be naked.”

Grabbing the waistband of her soft cotton pants, I tugged them down her legs with a little more force than normal. She laughed as I dropped them on the floor, flopping onto her back as she pulled her shirt over her head. I’d already taken off my shirt.

Now I paused to admire the absolutely stunning vision of Rain sprawled in front of me, her hair spread out on the pale pink comforter, matching cream silk bra and panties gleaming against her skin.

“I think I want you to keep those on.”

“I think I want you to take these off.” She lifted one slim little foot and rubbed her big toe along my thigh to the edge of my boxer briefs, almost but not quite close to my cock.

“Condoms?”

She nodded toward the head of the bed, at the bedside table. I reached over and pulled out the drawer, grabbing a foil packet from the stash there.

My back twinged slightly at the movement, but I refused to let my earlier stupidity affect my precious time with this woman. I tossed the condom on the bed, shoved my jeans down my legs, and kicked them off while I ran my hands up her smooth thighs.

“Pretty.”

My voice sounded like I’d swallowed gravel, which made her shiver and bite that bottom lip again.

I skimmed over her hips then dragged my hands back down to her knees. So fucking soft. I couldn’t stop stroking her while she watched me with those midnight blue eyes. But on my next pass, I hooked my fingers in the strings of her panties and dragged them down her legs.

Her breasts rose and fell in a faster rhythm, her breathing and mine the only sound in the room. Her skin warmed beneath mine, a flush spreading across her chest and into her cheeks. I wanted to know how much hotter her pussy was.

My gaze dropped to her center, and I pushed her thighs apart as I pulled her closer. Standing between her legs, I trailed my fingertips up the inside of her thighs, feeling her muscles quiver beneath the skin.

I spent long seconds watching her as I stroked her, getting closer and closer to the place I wanted to bury myself. When I brushed one fingertip against the soft lips of her sex, she made a little sound that made my cock bob. Her gaze dropped for hot seconds before she lifted it back to mine.

I barely noticed the strain in my thighs as I stood, rolling the condom down my shaft. Barely noticed the twinge in my back when I moved closer, stopping when my thighs hit the mattress. My cock was so hard it jutted almost straight up. I pushed it down until I was aligned with her opening, then slid inside.

The heat of her body hit me like a drug, and I groaned as it seeped through my blood, making me want to thrust hard and fast. Her back arched as I breached her, sinking deep. My fingersbit into her thighs then I forced myself to loosen my hold so I didn’t hurt her. Then I remembered her comment about being rough.

Tightening my hold again, I yanked her closer, my cock sinking deeper. She sucked in a breath, eyes fluttering closed as her hands reached for mine. Then she gripped me tight and opened her eyes. And nodded.

And I took her.

EIGHTEEN

Rain

“Hey, Rainy Day.”Rowdy nodded at me as I walked into the small sitting room in our parents’ house, where we were all gathered for New Year’s dinner.

Mom had made pork and sauerkraut, of course, and once again they had a full house. However, a few people were missing.

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