Page 58 of Find Me in the Rain
His hands find my hips again, his fingers biting at my skin. The roughness of his grip makes me gasp. Which in turn makes him moan.
He hovers over me, his hooded eyes locking with mine. His stare is liquid desire. “Mmm. My dick is craving you so bad, Lu. I want to fuck you until you can’t take it, until you’re panting, until you come so hard that you can’t see straight. And trust me, I will. But I’m going to make you wait. I’m going to make me wait. No matter how hard it is. Because when that time comes, I want you to have no doubts about us. That when neither of us can take it anymore and we finally give in, I need you to know that once I fuck you, there’s no going back. There will never again be another girl or another guy. I’m yours, and you’re mine.” His hot tongue runs up my jaw. “And more than anything, tonight, I want to watch you come with your legs wrapped around my neck.”
He bends down and lowers his lips to mine, making me want so much more than what he’s going to give.
He begins to kiss down my body. He nips at the peaks beneath my shirt before trailing his lips and tongue down my exposed stomach, giving extra kisses to each stretch mark.
When he reaches the lace on my hips, he looks up to me with primal desire in his eyes. He flicks his tongue on my hip bone, making me jerk in response.
Then, he takes the lace between his teeth and pulls them down my bare legs, the throbbing between my legs begging for his touch.
He tosses the bundle of lace onto the sweats without tearing his eyes off of me. Taking my ankle in his hand, he begins placing delicate kisses, starting at my heel and working toward the most sensitive part of me. Each kiss is getting rougher as he claims every inch of my skin.
When he gets to the edge of my center, I’m bursting at the seams. I didn’t know that kisses and nibbles on my skin could feel like this, that it could feel this intense. It’s definitely better than my own hand.
His eyes flicker up to me right before his tongue runs up my sex. My head rolls back, my eyes following. Whimpers and cries escape me in a constant rhythm as his tongue circles my clit.
One of his arms hooks underneath my leg, locking me in his grasp. His other hand begins stroking up my inner thigh.
His fingers find my entrance, threatening to throw me over the edge. He pushes two fingers inside, pumping in and out until I’m almost begging for release.
My back arches off the bed, my legs quivering as his pace speeds up. My moans are uncontrollable, at his beck and call.
He pulls his kiss away, and in a rough, deep voice, he orders, “Look at me.”
With every remaining ounce of willpower I have left, I lift my gaze up. His eyes are on fire. He’s enjoying this just as much as I am.
His pace picks up again, thrusting his fingers into me faster and faster. “Come for me.”
I crash, spiraling into the darkness. Shock waves pulse through my core, and I arch my back far off the bed.
“Good girl.” Wet warmth latches on to me. Alec licks and sucks like I’m the most luscious drink, lapping me up.
When my body stops rocking from the waves and my breathing begins to slow, he pulls away, stands up, and lies down on the bed next to me.
Feeling way too vulnerable, I lay my hands over my face, shutting my eyes. But Alec grabs them and pulls them away. Finally forcing my eyes open, I look at him, and he’s beaming, proud of what he just did.
I shake my head, laughing, overwhelmed with all the emotions coursing in me. But mostly in shock. Because he was most certainly not that good at oral before. If it were an Olympic sport, he would take gold.
He grabs a pillow and lightly hits me with it. “What’s so funny?”
I prop myself up onto my elbows and get a good look at him. He has no idea the grasp he has on my heart.
“Thank you for coming over, for being here.” My cheeks heat up at the thought of what just happened. “And, well, thanks for that too.” I laugh.
He smiles, exposing that damn dimple. “There is nowhere else I would rather be, Lu. And you don’t ever have to thank me for that.” His eyes scan down my body. “Trust me,that was as much for me as it was for you.”
There’s been a question in my mind since we got here tonight, but I’m scared to ask him. Even after what we just did, it feels like a step. And I don’t know if he wants to take it.
“I know that look, Lu. What’s up?” Alec’s eyes are all serious, homed in one hundred percent on me.
I hate how well he can read me. He’s always been able to read me like a damn book.
“I was wondering if you wanted to stay here tonight. It’s really late, and I …” I trail off from the excuse I was going to give. “I just want you here, with me.”
He takes my hand in his, slowly stroking his fingers over mine. Without a word, he leans over and kisses me. But this kiss is gentle and loving. It’s as soft as a feather and as deep as the ocean.
When he pulls away, a sting burns behind my eyes. It’s been so long, so hard to do all of this alone.
