Page 134 of Invisible String
I tilt my head back, and he gazes at me with those bright eyes, already lost in the moment. Well, on my tits. After work, I changed into a navy-blue skirt with little flower designs and a white top that is a little low-cut on the cleavage. Sue me for wanting Max’s eyes on me like they always are.
“How do you like the movie?” I ask. I’ve never had anyone look at every part of me with such primal need. Only Max. His eyes have changed color to a darker forest green.
“I haven’t watched. My attention has been solely on you,” he admits, total ecstasy in his features. “For so long, I wished for this moment. To have you here.” His fingers trace my lips to my cheeks.
A feather or brush that has goosebumps spreading throughout my body. I have wished for it too.
“Sometimes when I wake up, I fear it was all a dream,” he admits.
I know it’s difficult for him to sound so vulnerable. In return, I give him the truth.
“I feel the same way. I’m afraid you’ll walk out on me. I thought maybe I wasn’t enough.”
A crease forms between his brows, and his eyes go sad. “Corazón, come here, sit on me.”
I do. I bend my knees to face him with my ass in his crotch.
“I’m not going anywhere. It’s you and me. Forever.”
“I know. I just felt like that before.”
“You are more than enough. You have always been. It was never about you as a person. Rainey, you’re my entire universe. I’m obsessed with you. When I’m away from you, all I think about is getting back to you.”
My heart warms, glowing like a lighthouse. My lips graze his chin. “I’m madly obsessed with you.” Down to his neck, I suck. He’s already marked up from earlier. “I can’t wait until you gethometo me.” Home. He’s my home. I lick around his Adam’s apple, and he swallows around my tongue.
His large hands grip my butt. “Rain…” He groans. “I’m madly in love with you.” I grind on him. “So fucking in love with you.”
Since he slipped into clean elastic shorts after a shower at the gym, it’s easy access. I love to hear those words come out of his lips. He loves me. Who am I kidding? I never stopped loving him. God, I tried. I did. Max Cano engraved his soul into mine many years ago. He took a part of mine as I did his.
My hands slide into his red shorts and down his coarse hair. He sucks in a breath. I run my hands along his hard velvet length, and Max’s head falls back. I love unraveling him. I’m the one who makes him feel this way. His chest rises and falls. I squeeze and run my thumb on top. He’s already leaking.
“I’m in love with you.”
His head lifts, eyes wide, lips parted. He’s looking at me, confused, probably thinking he misunderstood.
“I love you.”
His hand falls over mine, stopping me from stroking.
“You can’t say that shit while rubbing me. Tell me again. I need to see your lips move while you say it.” His mesmerizing eyes search mine.
I lean closer and lick my lips. “Max, honey, I’m in love with you.”
Max closes his eyes, then opens them. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.” I shake my head, grinning.
He’s still watching me, uncertainty in his handsome face. “I…I got you to fall in love with me again?” He’s bewildered, and it’s cute.
“Max.” I kiss each side of his cheeks. “I’m.” Kiss on the lips. “In love with you. Even when I hated you for leaving me, the love I had for you never left, never drifted, never faded. It held up like a fortress. It was always here.” I point to my heart. “The hate was never enough to tear down the walls of love. You showed me with your physical touch, your words, and your heart that I mean something to you. You opened up to me, and that means everything.”
He follows my every word.
I continue. “I could never fall for anyone else. You ruined me.”
His mouth closes on mine before I get another word out. Hot, passionate tongue thrusting kisses welcome me into a state of oblivion. My hands go back to work. Stroking him. Max lifts my ass up to loop his fingers in between my legs.
“Lift your leg slightly,mi amor, I need to get better access. That’s it. Do you feel the penetration?”
