Page 49 of No Fear
“More?”
Before he could figure out what she meant, he felt her breath against his thigh. His eyes flew open and he glanced down just in time to watch her little pink tongue dart out and lap at the tip of his dick. Pre-come had gathered there and she licked at it gently, circling the crown and then sucking just the tip into her mouth.
And he snapped.
That was the only word for it. The only excuse. She’d been pushing him all night and he just fucking snapped when he saw her pretty mouth circling his aching dick.
Not like this, his brain screamed. He wasn’t coming for the first time with the woman he loved on her knees. It just didn’t feel right and he needed her closer, in his arms, where he could feel her heart beating as wildly as his and look in her eyes and know she was with him. He needed her close to make sure the bad memories stayed locked up tight as they made new and better ones together.
He grabbed her roughly and hauled her up from the floor. Rachel let out a squeak of protest but he silenced her with his mouth. He shoved his tongue between her lips and kissed her as he settled her over his lap. It only took a moment for her arms to wrap around his neck and her tongue to twine with his. He could taste himself on her, the musk of his arousal, and mixed with her sweetness it made him wild.
His hips punched up as he dragged her down and they both groaned. He could feel her heat and wetness through her panties. It would be better skin to skin but he didn’t dare push the thin fabric aside. If he did, he’d bury himself inside her before she could take another breath and that wasn’t the way he wanted it to happen. Even with the barrier of lace, Rachel stiffened against him slightly and he fought to grasp reality and reassure her.
“Not gonna take you tonight, Rach. Not tonight. But I want to be as close to you as possible when I come. Need to feel you come with me.”
He guided her back down and they both gasped as the head of his cock found her slit. The panties were a barrier, sure, but she was soaking wet for him again and the fabric molded to her folds. He slid against her, pressing her down until her sweet body wrapped around him.
Rachel whimpered and her body immediately flexed, trying to take him inside despite the fabric between them. He held her hips between his hands and helped rock her against him as his dick twitched eagerly. He spread her open, her softness to his hardness, and knew the only thing keeping him from entering her as they ground their bodies together was that slip of fabric and his last shred of sanity.
“Oh God…” Rachel dropped her head back on a moan as he pressed up and found her clit.
“Yeah, that’s it baby. Let me hear you.” He dragged his lips over her shoulder where the shirt she was wearing had fallen aside and sucked at her sweet skin, “Tell me who you belong to.”
“You.” She gasped.
“That’s right. You’re mine, Rachel. This is mine. I’m gonna be the first and only man to ever sink inside you and when I do, it’s gonna be so damn good because you were made for me baby.”
“Remy, please.”
“No begging.” He bit her earlobe as her hips sped against his, grinding down hard, “You never have to beg me for what you need. Just ask. Just tell me what you want.”
“Make me come. Oh God, Remy! Make me come.”
He was so far gone, he could barely think beyond driving his hips up against her soft, wet core. She was dripping wet for him, drenching them both. His girl liked dirty talk apparently which was good to know because damn, he couldn’t seem to stop talking to her.
“Fuck, you feel so good Rach. Better than any fantasy. I’m gonna come baby. I’m gonna come all over you. Mark you because you’re mine and I’m yours. All yours, baby.”
“Remy!” She screamed his name as her climax ripped through her and he could feel the ripples pass through her body and into his.
That was all it took. He’d held out as long as he could just so he could see that blissful look on her beautiful face and hear her cry his name. He released the tight grip he’d held over his self-control and bucked up against her again and again as she rode out her pleasure and then he exploded right with her.
Rachel collapsed against him as the last tremors left her body and he could do nothing more than wrap his arms around her and hold her close. They were both breathing hard, panting. Their clothes stuck to their sweaty bodies and he realized they hadn’t bothered to fully undress. That was a damn shame considering how gorgeous she was but he supposed he could correct that mistake next time. Right now, he was too far gone to do much more than press kisses to her overheated skin.
“Mmm, Remy.” Rachel mewled softly, rubbing her cheek against his chest, “That was…”
“Yeah.” He agreed with a happy hum, “Just imagine how good it’s gonna be when I get inside you.”
She pulled back enough to look at him and smiled, “We might not survive it.”
Remy’s heart thumped hard in his chest as he stared up at her. She was so damn beautiful and she was his. If all the hell he’d gone through was what it took to get to this girl he’d gladly walk through it again. Her dark hair stuck to her forehead and neck where sweat glistened. Her lips were red and swollen for their kisses. Her eyes glassy and sated. He’d never seen anything more beautiful in his life.
“I think we can survive just about anything so long as we’re together.”
Her lips curled upwards again and she pressed a kiss to his mouth, “I had no idea you were such a sweet talker, Remy Bomar.”
“Only with you.”
“Mmm, I’m sleepy.” Rachel stifled a yawn and he chuckled.
