Page 34 of Invisible String
I toss the broom to the side. I was supposed to help her clean, but instead, my gaze ate her up. “Come here, sunshine.”
She strolls toward me. Rainey is not a shy girl, but with me, she always seems to turn a shade of red. She bites her lips.
My voice is rough and demanding as I utter the words, “I have to kiss you.” I’m aware that I probably shouldn’t even bring it up, knowing full well that once we start, we won’t be able to stop. But the intense attraction between us is like a wildfire that cannot be contained.
“I want you too, Max.”
Our lips collide in a wild hunger, and my hands gently press on her neck, controlling every movement. My greedy sunshine runs her fingers through my hair, pulling on each strand. With teeth crashing and tongues tangled, she moans into my mouth.
I hike her skirt, getting a stroke of her lacey underwear.
“I don’t want to stop.” Her lips skim mine, and our breaths mingle.
I’ve never wanted anything or anyone like I do now. Like hell I’m going to refuse anything this woman offers me. “Let’s not. I need to be inside you.”
Again, bad idea. I’m losing the battle to keep it in my pants. I grab her from the waist and lift her. Her legs tangle around my middle, and our lips return to work. I’ve never been intimate with a woman. This is all new to me. I sit Rainey on the sofa, our breaths strangled. Eagerly, she fidgets with my belt.
“You want me inside of you that bad?”
She groans. “Neither of us is getting anywhere if we don’t get your belt off. Oh, my God, is it super glued to you?”
I laugh.
With some effort from both of us, she pulls my jeans down. Her eyes wander to my hard-as-hell erection. That only diffuses the lust within me, making me stroke it. She slaps my hand away, and I laugh.
“Let me,” she hums, licking it up and down.
Now, the truth is yes, sure, I’ve had a blowjob—but I made damn sure they kept their hands off. Rainey’s hands are all over me. As much as I wish it wouldn’t feel like heaven and hell, it makes me want to come instantly.
“Lie down, sunshine.”
“But—”
“I need to be inside you, Rainey. If I wait any longer, I will combust in that pretty mouth of yours.” When she lies down, I slide her skirt off, then her underwear. I’ll have to remind myself to take them with me. She rushes to take her shirt and bra off. Everything about her and her gorgeous body is perfect.
“Take your pants and shirt completely off.” Her voice hitches with a seductive tone.
I kick my pants off. They were already at the ankles from my desire to worship every inch of her. I need her now. My fingers stroke her middle. It’s wet, dripping wet. I bend a knee on the sofa and slide into her gently. My gaze stays pinned on Rainey, watching as she bites her lip, arching her back. I lick my lips and drop to her breast. Damn, I held back from trying this with anyone else because it always felt wrong to do this with anyone but her. The thought of whether I’d ever find her again crossed my mind from time to time.
The view is something men dream of.
My shaft teases at her entrance as I rub around her walls, slowly pushing, determined to hit her sweet spot. Her moans of pleasure fuel my desire even more. The passion between us builds like flames. Slamming into her, rough and gasping at how good it feels to have her. My mouth is busy going from her lips to her breasts to leaving marks on her neck. “You fit perfectly.” I knew she would.
Rainey tugs on my shirt. “Take it off,” she mumbles into my lips as I devour them.
“No, I don’t want to stop to take it off.” Half a lie. If she sees the scars on my back, it will ruin the mood. The tightness of her walls hugs my length, tells me she is so damn close. “Atta girl, come for me, sunshine.”
She digs her nails into my back as I push in harder. I tug on her nipple only, which has her burst into a fountain of orgasms. The closeness of my orgasm has me remembering I forgot to put a rubber on. I pull out and soak her tits with my juices.
Sweat trickles down my forehead. I wipe it and try to control my breathing because, damn; it feels like I ran a marathon. “Sorry, Rain, I forgot to get a condom.”
Her eyes widened. “Oh my gosh, how could I forget to ask you? I’m on the pill, but still.”
“I’m clean, if that’s what you want to know.”
She sighs in relief. “Perfect. I’m clean too, of course.”
I grab her shirt and wipe her chest off. “Are you okay? Was I too rough?” I ask, taking her hand to help her sit up. She grabs her skirt, sliding it on.
