Page 127 of Invisible String
If I ever run into him, I’ll fuck him up. Attorney or not. I have shit on him. He doesn’t know I recognize he’s crooked. Andrew didn’t just happen to show up at the Underground. He took her there on purpose. He wanted her to see me as dangerous and for her to push me away.
“Don’t cry, baby,” I say, as she sniffles into my chest.
“I could have lost you. In high school, the day you left, I thought about our kiss, and all those years, I dreamed of us. At the cabin, I only wanted to be by your side. I could never lose you, Max. Don’t ever think of hurting yourself. You have me, and you aren’t alone.”
I kiss the top of her head. Telling Rainey that I love her pulled those strings in my heart. I wanted to wait for the right time. This seemed to be it. Her jealousy was cute, yet I didn’t enjoy seeing the pain in her eyes. Confessing my love for her was freeing.
“Look at me,mi amor.”
Her long eyelashes flutter with droplets of water. A faint smile touches the corner of her lips. Ahh, she likes me calling hermy love. She did say she’s learning Spanish. I wipe them with my thumb. Her cheeks are pink.
“This was a long time ago. Honestly, I don’t think I would have gone through with it. You have always been my sunshine, illuminating my darkness. Where there is no you, there is no me. We come as a pair.”
Rainey returns to dropping warm kisses all over my neck. Air escapes my lungs with another weight lifted off my chest. My hands go under her flowery crop-top shirt, caressing her warm, creamy skin. My body tingles at the slightest ounce of her affection.
“Max?” She licks my neck, and chills run down my spine.
“Yeah?”
“What am I to you?”
“Mine.”
She shifts to stare at me, her perfectly shaped ass grinding on my very hard erection. She arches a quizzical brow.
Ahh, she wants a title.
“My woman, my girlfriend, future wife, mother of our future kids. Baby, it all comes down to—you’re mine in every fucking way.”
In an instant, her lips press against mine, and our tongues intertwine. I’m completely lost in the searing of her touch. Rainey’s fingers weave through my hair as she grinds against me. Our mouths engage in a fervent embrace.
“Mine,” she breathes, pulling away.
I’m so lost in her red puffed lips and panting to answer. I nod and catch my breath. “Yeah, I’m yours.” Then her lips go right back to business. Deep, tongue-filled kisses. Biting. Sucking.
“You’re not leaving me again? Promise me.” The vulnerability in her tone is pleading.
“No, never. I love you. I can’t breathe without you.”
Her mouth slants on mine again, and we do the dance all over. Rainey’s lips are sweet as honey and so addictive.
“I need you,” Rainey pants while I’m trying to regain myself.
I’m so intoxicated by lust, I can’t see or think straight. “What do you need? My tongue inside you?” My voice comes out gruff-like, I’m drunk. She grinds on me, and I moan.
“Yes, but I want you inside me, too. Max, I need to feel you.”
Fuck.
Her words instantly capture my full attention. I fix her hair, brushing it to the side. “Think about it, and if you are ready, then tonight.”
“No, I need you now.”
I look at the clock. I have a meeting in an hour and a half. “We don’t have time to run back to the house. I have a meeting in an hour.”
She lifts off my lap and walks over to the trash can, taking out the container of food, which she threw away. “Then we can do it here.” She sets the food on a chair. “I understand now why you don’t like to waste food. I just don’t like how she does it, like she wants to take care of you. But eat it so it doesn’t go to waste.”
“I haven’t been eating them. I give her food away. I’ll let her go, but, sunshine, I want to have you right now, I do. I just want it to be good for you in the bedroom, preferably so I can take my time with you and show just how much I missed you and how much I need you as well, but also because I want you to really think if it’s what you want.” I swallow when her shirt comes off. She’s left with just a black bra that reveals her pointed nipples. I swipe my tongue across my lips.
