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Page 73 of Invisible String (The Underground #1)

Rainey’s eyes glisten like the moonlight as I stroke. “Like a good girl, come suck me. Let me see those pretty lips around it.”

Under the splatter of water, she squeals, dropping to her knees, and the sight takes my breath away. Gathering her wet hair into a ponytail, I command, “Lick the sides.” She does, and my eyes roll back. “What a good girl. Now take me all the way in.”

I press the head against the warm, wet flesh at the back of her throat. Rainey doesn’t gag. The sensation climbs up my shaft, pulsing more blood to the tip. I watch her mouth stretch around me, her cheeks hollow out, and her eyes close. She moans, and the sound vibrates.

“Good girl,” I praise.

She takes every inch of me until I come undone. Rainey swallows every drop.

“So damn sexy.” I gently curl my hands around her neck as she stands.

“Those lips. Fuck.” Bending to her height, I crash my mouth on Rainey’s.

My tongue melts against hers. Walking us to the wooden bench.

I continue to kiss her while Rainey lies down.

My lips brush against her velvety, wet skin, which feels warm and inviting under my touch.

I trail kisses down the gentle curve between her swollen breasts, the skin there delicate and slightly flushed, as she lets out a soft sigh.

The smoothness of my tongue laps around her pointed nipples.

Every nip and suck, my little sunshine moans my name.

“Keep moaning my name. Let me hear what I do to you. I live for those moans.” Every one of them seeps into my memory.

I drop kisses all the way down. Blood rushes through my groin, although I just came in her mouth mere seconds ago, I’m ready to be balls-deep inside her, just by the taste of it awakens me.

My tongue explores her folds. Rainey’s fingers gently brush through my hair.

Once I sense she’s close to the brink, I lift her and gently ease in halfway.

Warm water cascades over us. Her legs wrap around my waist. The feeling is overwhelming.

Rainey grips my back, her nails digging in and her teeth grazing my shoulder.

I embrace the pleasurable pain. Our breaths mingle, chasing the high of kisses.

My back leans on the cold tile wall. I wish we were at my place.

I designed the shower to be spacious to accommodate us both, allowing for any position.

With my hands on her hips. Rainey stretches around me. “Fuck, I love you,” I breathe into her puffed lips.

“I love you so much more.” She cries when I plunge into my sunshine’s wet heat. A scalding flame grips me.

“Fuck, baby,” I moan.

“Max,” Rainey yells in a strangled voice.

“Scream my name. You’re mine.”

She nods. “I am.”

“Yeah, you are, Mrs. Cano.”

Fuck, do I like the name spilling from my lips? Now that I have my mom’s ring, I’m going to customize it to fit Rainey.

“Yes!” she screams.

My relentless thrusts ram into her, my balls tightening, ready to erupt. The power of our orgasm hits in vast waves, sending us into a shivering ecstasy.

“That’s my good girl.”

She groans. “God, that’s hot.” She laughs, steadying her legs as she climbs down me.

A husky laugh erupts from my chest. “I’m guessing, good girl is from one of your books?” I ask, squeezing her vanilla body wash into a sponge, then washing her back.

“Yeah.” She giggles. “I thought we could try it out.”

I’ll try anything she wants to do if it involves me all over her body.

We rush to wash up; the water is now lukewarm. Rainey dries her body while I dry my hair.

“Oh, titties,” she breathes out.

“What? I like your titties.”

She points. “You came twice, Max, and your thingy practically points at me. It’s hard as steel.”

I shrug. “I told you to go to bed. I’m still not done, Rain. I’m going to get you all dirty again. Making sweet love to you.”

She leans in the doorway. Naked. “I like getting dirty with you.”

“Yeah, baby?”

She nods. “Yeah.”

Without missing a beat, I take her to bed and repeatedly show her how grateful I am to have her in my life, and that she’s the woman I’ll always need—the only one.

Life gives you a perfect, beautiful, good woman.

You keep her, treasure her, worship her, love her, and put a fucking ring on that finger . Wife her up.

It’s been a week and four days since I’ve been in Canyon Creek, Utah, way up in the forest without my girl and surrounded by a grumpy Carlos who can’t find his coffee mug.

Xander, who’s been murderous for the past weeks, has a Pitbull face that would have children hide under their beds.

He relieves whatever tension is crawling up his ass by jerking off in the bedroom next door, followed by some bear-growling snores.

You would think the cabin walls came with surround sound.

Leo calls every couple of hours asking questions about what’s happening in the office and why I fired Roxy.

Even though Rainey said to keep her, why would I want a woman who fought to get in my pants?

“Two more days,” I murmur to no one. Bending at the waist, I catch my breath. We just went on a two-hour jog, in between dropping to do pushups.

“Damn, running at high altitude is tough,” Xander groans. Xander is not a training pro yet, but Carlos needed him here to spar with me. The other guys’ training with us left a couple of days ago.

“Yeah,” I say, spitting on the ground—nothing but birds chirping around us. We passed a group of deer along the way. “How’s everything going?”

“Not good, my little sister was taken from my mom.” Xander looks away, his jaw clenching.

“What can I do to help?”

“Thanks, but I need to figure it out.”

I nod, understanding. As a man, we feel we need to fight our own battles. “If you ever need anything, I’m here.”

He fist bumps me. “ Gracias, bro. You’ve done enough. I appreciate it.”

Carlos walks past us while on a call.

“Seeing anyone?” I ask, since I’ve been hearing his damn moans. Gross.

“Nah, no one. I don’t have the time for relationships. I’m all for a quick fuck. No attachment from the other party.”

That explains his jerking off. The asshole needs more than a quick fuck.

“How are things with you and Rainey?” he asks.

“Good. I have my girl back. I don’t plan on ever letting her go.” My voice comes out in a predatory deep tone. When it comes to Rainey, I go all feral to protect her.

Xander’s husky laugh shakes the birds out of the trees. “Dang, you have it down bad. Jokes aside, I’m happy for you. She brings a smile out of you. I didn’t think you had one.”

I roll my eyes at him playfully. “She does,” I admit.

She always has. Rainey has been the solace in my fucked-up life.

My reason to get out of bed every morning all these years, even when she wasn’t around, and I didn’t know where to find her.

The vision of her beautiful smile, her voice, and the hope of finding her gave me peace.

I accomplished what I wanted, getting Rainey to fall in love with me.

Although she never lost the feeling of loving me, I needed her to trust me.

When I get back to Vegas, it’s time to pay her father a visit.

It’s time she knew the truth. I’ve given him ample time to tell her.

I don’t think he will, so that leaves me to spill it out.

We both walk into the rather large cabin.

It’s peaceful here. I wish Rainey had come.

I begged her to travel with me. She didn’t fold; she said she would distract me.

Yeah, of course she would, but I need her next to me to know she’s safe.

I didn’t mention the vehicle following us.

I just let Johnny know and told his team to be on alert.

“I’ll get the grill started,” Carlos says over his shoulder, pulling a tray of steaks out.

“Okay, I’m heading to the shower,” I announce as I make my way to the bedroom, the floor creaking beneath my shoes. I pull out my phone from my sweatpants pocket and text Rainey.

Me: Amor mío, what are you doing?

I set the phone on the dresser and removed my soaked, sweat-covered shirt. The phone beeps with a new message.

Sunshine: Hi, baby, I’m at work. Cleaning my office. It’s a mess. What are you doing? I found the stash of Twizzlers in the house. Thank you. I love you.

My smile drops like a lovesick puppy, all dopey and shit.

Fuck.

I had bought the Twizzlers weeks ago, and I forgot.

Me: You’re welcome. I love you so much. I can’t wait to get to you. I’m about to take a shower. I miss you like crazy.

Me: Send me some photos of you. All of you. You are welcome to send pictures of your titties.

Sunshine: I miss you, too. Daisy misses you. I’ll send you pics if you’re a good boy.

I’ll show her a good boy. I drop my sweats and boxers to my ankles, kick them off. I snap her a picture of my massive hard dick. And hit send.

Me: Corazón, is that enough of a good boy for you? Or do you need me to make it cum for you with your name on my lips?

Sunshine: MAX!! Oh my gosh. Give a girl a warning. I nearly spat my coffee out. Sheesh.

Sunshine: That’s a very good boy. Wink. You earned yourself some nudes. Tonight… I’ll make you come when you get home to me.

The depth of the ocean could never keep me from her.

Me: Damn. I want to come home to you now.

Sunshine: I like the sound of that. Home.

Me, too. Every night, we send flirty and dirty texts to each other, and I fall more in love with her every day.

For a man who hasn’t received love in my childhood, I think I do pretty well.

It’s all because of Rainey. The love she gives pours onto you like a rainstorm.

She showered me with it. Taught me how to love.

Showed me that falling in love is possible.

Me: Do you believe in an invisible string?

Sunshine: Absolutely, with my whole chest. People are destined to meet, whether it’s through friendships or romantic connections.

I’ve always known she was my invisible string, since the day we saw each other at Highland Academy.

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