Page 116 of Saving the Rain
Raine is the perfect mix of demanding and careful. He pushes my knees high, settling himself onto one forearm so that we’re pressed together, and I can wrap us both in my palm. Hooking my leg to give him access, he goes about driving me insane. Gliding a generous amount of lube over me, teasing my back entrance, and slowly working thick fingers into my ass. We make out with sloppy, biting kisses, and he alternates that with sucking down on my pulse point. Those bites and nips along my throat, over my Adam’s apple, it’s all consuming as I do my best to squeeze our cocks together. The weight of Raine alone creates more than enough exquisite friction, leaving me gasping, groaning loudly as my spine tingles and my balls draw up tight.
“Oh, my—fuck.” He finds that spot with precision. Repeatedly grazing over that secret place until my body turns into an explosion of light and color. “Fffuuck.Unnghhh. I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come for you.” Searing, pulsating pressure roars through and combusts at the base of my spine. I’m not even ashamed at how quickly I lose my mind. Erupting in hot, desperate pulses of cum, my cock jets all over us both while I moan his name.
“That’s it, my good boy. So good for me.” Raine’s grunts are filled with drugging pleasure against the side of my neck. He kisses me all along that thumping pulse point while I see stars, and he keeps massaging me from the inside, leaving me jerking and flinching with the intensity of how hard and fast he just made me come. “Make a goddamn mess, and I’m gonna fuck you until you forget your own name.”
Too late. I already have. He owns me. Plain and simple. There is nothing but Raine and how much I need him to be inside me.
It’s love and lust and everything perfect in the precision of how heknows to treat me. Raine eases his fingers out before notching his dick there. He’s covered in my cum, and that thought drives me out of my goddamn head.
He fucks me slow and steady. It’s worshipful, without any sense of urgency or hurry. As if he has all the time in the world to leisurely work his way inside, not like the rampant oversexed mess I was. Damn him for the way he’s able to slow everything down, to take his time savoring my body. Each measured, careful glide forward builds my carnal appetite back up gradually, until my dick has somehow filled once more. Infatuated as always, with his unique brand of pleasure and torment.
“I’m so proud of you. Taking me so well.” His groan is the best sound. Listening to him enjoy the way we fit together is everything. “Fffffuuuck. This ass is so perfect, I don’t ever want to lose you again.” Strong hands push my knees against my chest as he sinks forward and fills me completely.
My body flushes from head to toe. The weight of him, the pleasurable burn of my body accommodating his thickness, followed by the intensity of having him fully seated inside, leaves my toes curling.
“I fucking love you.” I gasp. Not caring about anything but telling him that on repeat.
Raine makes a sinfully hot noise as he pulls back, then sinks forward so wickedly slow it makes us both groan at how insanely good it feels. “Fuck, you’re such a dream. There you are, swallowing every inch like you were made for this.”
Boneless. That’s all I am. Ruined. Whittled down to nothing more than a puddle of bliss as Raine fucks me into another whimpering, moaning climax. He pours the depth of his connection to me straight into my veins.I love you. With each time he says it with his actions, with each thrust, with each moment he rocks us together—those words bury deep in my chest, swelling my heart to bursting.
“Give me your eyes.” His voice is ragged, the effort of holding off long enough for me to be with him. When I focus on his face, I cling tight and stay right there, trapped in his scorching gaze as he lets out a dark groan and his rhythm falters. “Ffffuck. I... fuck, I love you.” Raine drops his forehead into the crook of my neck and buries himself to thehilt, pulsing with the sexiest grunts and pumps of his hips. And I fucking feel it. The overpowering heat of him. The slickness. How incredible it feels as his cum shoots forward and he unloads as deep as possible.
I blindly seek out his mouth, his lips, holding him there as we melt into each other.
As I fall even deeper in love with the man I don’t ever want to be parted from again.
Chapter 47
So this is peace?
This is what it feels like to find your sanctuary in someone else... and learn to live wholly in the moment. To fall deeper every day now that I’ve allowed my heart to crack wide open to being with Kayce.
I willingly lose myself in the act of loving him.
We’ve had weeks of seclusion here on Devil’s Peak, hidden away together, getting to reconnect and find our path forward. Having long nights in front of a roaring fire to figure it outtogether.
For two people who spent so many years on opposite pages, facing each other down across acres of torment and struggle, this feels like coming home. I’ve never known where I’d land in this life—after spending so much time continually moving and endlessly uprooting myself—but quitting my job and returning to him was the easiest decision I’ve ever made.
Do I wish I’d seen what he wrote to me sooner? Perhaps. But having heard how much progress he’s been able to make in my absence, makes me think the timing was right... or something approaching that. Kayce wouldn’t have been able to take some of those vastly important steps that only he could take by himself—setting one foot in front of the other each day as he climbed thatpersonal mountain. If I’d turned up to disturb that, I’d regret not allowing him the opportunity to feel that he’d achieved that feat and learned to trust himself.
To learn how to face down the parts of himself he’d fled from all this time.
I’m endlessly proud of him. I try to remember to tell him as often as I can.
The snow barricading us at the top of the Peak has cleared—the roading crew having arrived late yesterday and confirmed safe access has been reinstated to Crimson Ridge. Not that I was hoping for a reason to be trapped here longer, but what should have been good news also seemed a little hollow.
Selfishly, I’ve relished having this time without anyone else interrupting. While I usually thrive in a life that most would find lonely, having Kayce at my side, all to myself, has been incredible. Something warm and comforting seeps through my bones, knowing he’s never far away.
We need to go into town for supplies later today, a fact that had Kayce just about bouncing out of bed this morning, while I was grumbling that it wasn’t anywhere near as exciting as he seemed to think. He pretended to pout and reminded me that he’s basically been stuck up here in the winter equivalent of time-out for way too long.
So I couldn’t resist the temptation to remind him why it wasn’t a bad thing to have to spend a little extra time between the sheets.
His flushed cheeks and disheveled hair are always a delicious sight first thing in the morning.
I like that he’s gotten bolder with asking me things every now and then, talking to me when he’s starting to flip out inside his head a little. While we were showering earlier, he gave me thatlook.
“You know I still get caught by these moments. Like my brain wonders why you came back. Am I really worth all this hassle?” Kayce nibbles his bottom lip and darts a quick glance at me while he lathers up.