Page 90 of Right Side of Paradise
“I’m in love with Harlow,” I blurted.
Rico didn’t back up, he nodded and kissed my jaw like he knew there was more to that confession.
“And I think I’m falling for you and Soul too. I don’t know how it happened.”
“Doesn’t matter,” he assured me, speaking directly into my ear.
Chills danced over my skin. It was the confidence in his tone and the way his breath fanned against my heated skin.
Then his tongue was licking over my Adam’s apple, and I lost my fucking mind. I reached up and held his mouth against my neck, swearing with every lap of his tongue. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
“You know how hard it’s been to take your lead on this, Chris?”
His voice vibrated against my throat as he pressed in, his dick lined up so enticingly against mine. I needed friction. I wanted him to hold my hips against this vanity and give me that. I’d come in my pants. I didn’t care. I just needed some relief.
“I got you, Chris. Just trust me.” He stopped kissing my throat and looked at me. “This ain’t about Harlow. Or Soul. This is about me and you. We the only two people in this bathroom right now.”
I knew that and it didn’t change anything. I still wanted his lips on mine and his dick right where it was?—
“Kiss me.”
His wish. My command.
I took his mouth in a kiss so hard our teeth clashed before we smiled against each other’s lips and tried again.
Rico held my face on either side.
His tongue.Fuck, his tongue. It was everywhere. In my mouth. On my neck. Making a wet trail down the skin visible above the collar of my shirt before he claimed my mouth again.
He put his whole body into the kiss, wrapping his arms around my shoulders and caging me in a hug that felt like home as our tongues got reacquainted.
I didn’t realize how much I needed his arms around me until then. I hugged him back, my arms tight around his waist.
I pushed into him.
He pushed back.
We stood there, wrapped up in each other, our mouths saying what we couldn’t for what felt like hours. I didn’t come up for air until he did, taking his lead and craving him deeper. It felt like I needed him under my skin.
“You feel good,” Rico said breathily. “I knew you would.”
Through my shorts, my dick nudged against his on my thigh. He kissed me until I was on that precipice then pulled away and started the climb all over again.
It was a torture I craved and hungrily accepted.
When I rocked my hips against his, he moaned into my mouth and matched my rhythm.
“Rico, I wanna come.”
“I know.” His touch never wavered. “Just let me take care of you.”
Everything else on my mind took a backseat when he held tight to my waist and rolled his hips into mine.
“You feel what you do to me?”
Idid. I just couldn’t use my words to say it right now.
“I love it when you use me, Chris.” His teeth raked over the hollow of my throat. “But I wanna come with you this time.”
