Page 65 of Invisible String (The Underground #1)

Rainey’s back arches as my tongue flicks and sucks. A faint moan from her lips is what I live for.

“You taste so good.” My tongue trails upward until I get to her breasts, then swirls on the tip, then moves to the other one.

“Max, take your clothes off.”

God, this woman wants me buck-naked in my office. She watches as I unbutton my shirt; taking that off, I go for my undershirt. A smile graces her lips at my bare chest. Something about my tattoos turns her on, probably the ones I’ve gotten of her.

I reach for the phone on my desk and dial Leo, my gaze never leaving hers. “Hold all my calls and don’t let anyone come close to my office.”

He grumbles, and I hang up on him. Her fuck-me eyes drive me wild. My pants and boxers drop with the scattered clothes in the room. She’s so sexy, propped on my desk.

“Come here.”

Her hips sway with every move. She mentioned she’s gained weight since the last time we were together. She’s wrong. How I see Rainey is not how she sees herself. To me, she’s everything I could have dreamed of.

“So damn beautiful. How did I get so lucky?” Shots of hot, uncontrollable desire spread through every inch of me, seeping in to get a feel of Rainey. Her diamond-shaped nipples brush against my ripped chest. I hold her sloped waist and hoist her to my V-line. Gripping her ass, I implore, “Kiss me.”

Our lips collide in a heated, urgent kiss, the kind that leaves you breathless and clinging to the moment.

My heart pounds in my chest, echoing the unspoken intensity between us, longing.

God, I’ve missed her these past years. The air buzzes with electricity, and every fiber of my being aches for more.

It’s as if the world had come to a halt, and it’s just us in it.

No one’s around. We both feel it. I walk us to the window wall facing the Las Vegas Strip and pin her up against it.

She shivers with the cold glass. “Last chance, corazón. Is this what you want?”

Her finger slides through my hair to the back of my head and around the nape of my neck. “Yes, Max. I want you, the good parts and the dark parts you’ve hidden in the corner of your heart. I want it. I want them all. I always have.”

Her breath hisses, a sound that is half-pain and half-pleasure with only the tip of me inside her.

It’s been so long for both of us. My mouth works her neck with bites so everyone knows she belongs to me.

Rainey tilts her head as I lick the curve of her neck, slowly pushing in to distract her, then I move to her breast. She gasps, then moans when I’m all in.

I grind my teeth. She feels too fucking good.

So goddamn tight and so wet. Rainey’s grip around my cock is electrifying, and I begin to move us into a steady, harmonious rhythm.

With each motion, I increase the tempo, feeling the intensity build as I thrust with more vigor.

“ Tesoro , you have the ability to bring me to my knees.” Deeper. Harder, I pound into her. “You’re mine. I’ll worship you until the end of time.”

We fit perfectly. I watch as I go in and out of her, my thumb circling around.

The windows mist over, imprinting her silhouette on the glass.

Her legs securely tighten around my hips.

My body hums with the tingle of her hot breath on my neck.

Her teeth scrape against the pulsing of the vein.

Like a bloodthirsty vampire, she sucks until the skin on my neck pops out, over and over, leaving her mark.

“Max, I’ve missed you,” she cries.

I know she doesn’t mean the last five days, but the last four years apart. Her eyes cloud in a sexual haze.

“I’ve missed you more. Every second of the day.” It’s a good thing I work out. She’s light as a feather.

“I need to?—”

“Not yet.” I guide us over to the expansive cream leather sofa, its surface smooth. Our bodies glisten under the soft light, a fine sheen of sweat coating our skin.

I lay her down while still managing to stay inside her. I kiss the tattoo on her wrist. “This was never a reminder to forget me, was it?”

Rainey whispers my name as I position her with her hands pinned above her head. I suck on her stiff nipples. The heavy weight of her breasts presses into my face. On my toes, I thrust deep into her. Rainey’s legs locked around my waist, making it perfect to hit every spot.

“No, it was always to remember you,” she admits, then screams so loud it echoes on the walls.

I drive into her with an animal fierceness.

My self-control is out the window. I need to hear my name on her puffy red lips.

I need to feel her tight walls grip me so tight I can’t breathe, just to know she’s right here underneath me.

She arches into me, meeting my strokes, and I lift my upper body to view my angelic woman.

Gorgeous. So pure, just like how she was always supposed to be.

Electric golden sparks ripple through us, climbing to the top.

“Fuck, baby.”

“Max,” she cries.

“Beg for it,” I remind her.

“Ahh, please, Max,” she whimpers.

“That’s it. Cry my name, moan it. You want them to hear who I belong to, then scream my name.

Because everyone knows you’re my woman, and they dare not touch what is mine.

” The way Rainey’s mind works, she needs reassurance to claim me.

She needs a title. Rainey ruined me years ago. I’ve been hers since then.

She’s my beginning and my end.

With each possessive stroke, Rainey’s eyes roll back as she moans my name, her breath warm against my ear.

Our bodies move in a synchronized rhythm, muscles tensing and releasing, until a wave of explosive ecstasy overtakes us, leaving us trembling and breathless.

We’re both panting. She scoots some, and I slide over, our fingers intertwined.

Tenderly, I bring her hand to my lips and drop a kiss. We are both still out of breath.

Fuck. Condoms. We’ve always gone bare, but she was on birth control then. “Baby.”

Rainey turns to face me.

“We didn’t use a condom. I know we’re both clean, but I know you don’t want to get pregnant now. Shit, I wouldn’t mind.” Having a life with Rainey doesn’t scare me. If nothing, it gives me pleasure to see her carry our child.

She graces me with a beautiful smile that makes me want to kiss her stupidly. “I’m on birth control.”

The space between my brows knitted. “How long have you been on it?”

She looks at my pinched brows. “My green-eyed handsome man looks so adorable when his mind wanders.” She kisses my nose. “I got on birth control when we stopped arguing and started getting along again.”

“We? You were the one fighting with me.”

“Oh, really? Weren’t you the one who said, ‘Would you remember me naked? Should I take off my clothes?’” She says it in a manly voice. “You got all possessive,” Rainey adds.

“Sunshine, you provoked me by trying to make me jealous. With Big Daddy and Freaky Fred. Good thing they don’t exist, or else I’d have to strangle the bastards.”

She laughs, wiping the sweat off my forehead. Her laugh disappears into a smile. “You wouldn’t mind if I got pregnant?”

“No.” I caress her cheek. “I meant what I said. I want you to tie me down. You’re my girl.

If you accidentally get pregnant, it would make me happy.

” Fuck, just the thought makes me want to do it again until I put a baby in her.

I know she’s not ready. She has plans for college when she decides to take my money.

“Maybe it’s best to wait a little longer. But how many kids would you want?”

The fact that she’s contemplating wanting a future with me has my heart fluttering.

A long strand of her hair sticks to her cheek. I tuck it behind her ear. “Six.”

Her eyes widen. “Jeez, you really want me popping kids out, don’t you? Enough kids to fill a boxing gym.”

“Yeah, sounds about right. I would like to own a gym when I retire from boxing down the years. It would be badass having my kids there with me.” The thought has me smiling to have something I’ve always wished for.

Family—to grow a family and give them everything I didn’t have.

Love. I might not be good at expressing my emotions, but I know when I have my own children, it will come naturally because when you love hard, it outweighs the darkness that anchors you.

The woman beside me will always be my light.

Where there is light, there is love.

“Yeah, it would. We should get dressed. You have a meeting to attend.”

I grip her by the waist. “We’re not done.

We still have a desk, which I need to bend you over on.

” I’m still hard as a rock. Being away from Rainey kills me.

The last thing I want to do is part ways with her for a damn meeting.

This is the first time in four years we’ve had sex.

All I want to do is stay in bed with her.

“I’ll cancel the meeting.” I kiss her soft hand. “I’d rather take you home.”

She plants a kiss on my cheek. “I’d love to be tangled with you all afternoon and night, but unfortunately, we both need to head back to work. You can’t miss your meeting.”

I huff. “Well then, I guess I’ll clean you up. But tonight, I’m picking you and Daisy up after work. I want to cook for you and have you in my bed tonight.”

“You cook?” she teases.

I tickle her side. “Of course, I know how to cook. I have to eat.”

She hums. “I guess I thought you ordered out every meal.”

When you live in a home where parents don’t cook, I had to learn how to, especially when younger kids are in the home. I would get creative with the ingredients that were available.

Grabbing a towel from the restroom in my office, I wipe Rainey’s legs. I would prefer her to walk out with my scent all over her. Rainey Collins is the definition of a work of art. She’s a stunning, amazing woman.

“I have something for you,” I tell her, handing Rainey her clothes. The way she’s eye fucking me as I slip on my boxers has me wanting to catch on fire. She bites that bottom lip of hers, which drives me crazy. “Keep staring like that, and I’ll have you riding me in seconds.”

She laughs and shrugs. “I can’t help it. You’re very handsome, Max.” She slips her jeans on, the ones that shape her ass. “What do you have for me?” she asks, now that we are fully dressed.

I open the drawer in my desk and retrieve the small black box I’ve saved for her. I clear my throat. “Remember when you planned a Christmas in July for me?”

She nods, and her eyes go glassy. Of course, she remembers the night I broke her heart and lost her.

“I bought you a gift. This was before your dad showed up.” And fucked it all up.

“It’s not expensive. I didn’t have the money to buy you what I truly wanted.

A part of me was embarrassed to give you something that was not worth hundreds.

You’re easy, Rainey, easy to love. You never looked down on me, showed me how to love and have been my rock all these years.

Without you, I wouldn’t be where I am today. ”

She takes it from my hold and opens the small box. A tear runs down her cheek, and she pulls out the silver angel wings.

“Oh, Max, they’re beautiful. I love them.”

I kiss the tears leaking from her.

“Thank you.” She hugs me so tightly, and I move her hair to the side, inhaling her vanilla scent.

“You’re welcome, baby. To me, angel wings have a meaning.

They symbolize freedom and protection.” I shrug, my ears growing hot.

I’ve never bought gifts for anyone. This is a first. “I have another present for you. This one isn’t from four years ago.

I missed your birthday. More than one. Hopefully, this will make up for it. ” I pull out a white box.

Rainey gasps, and her hands go to her chest. She takes out an alexandrite stone heart necklace with diamonds surrounding it, and a matching pair of earrings.

This set was five grand. It’s the beginning of spoiling my girl, just warming her up.

Not that the price matters to me or Rainey, but I want to provide her with anything her heart desires.

Her lips press against mine in a gentle, slanting embrace, and my mouth instinctively opens to welcome her every time. She tastes sweet, like the first sip of a sugary drink on a warm summer day.

“I…I’m speechless. These are so beautiful, you didn’t have to, Max, but I love them. You really didn’t have to.”

I seal her lips with a kiss. “I wanted to, tesoro. Take the gift. This is one of many. You’re my girl, and I’ll always want to spoil you.” She wraps me in another embrace. “I love you,” I whisper.

She doesn’t say it back. That’s fine. She’ll say when she’s ready. I just want her to know how much she means to me. She squeezes me a little tighter, though. It feels freeing to express my emotions to Rainey. From “I love you’s” to “you’re my girlfriend” and finally to fighting to fucking.