Page 48 of Saving the Rain
He’s so strong. He’s like a goddamn mountain standing over me in this hallway, and I need him to be the one to fix this.
Raine takes in the sight of me with a fierceness smoldering from the depths within his eyes. A piercing arrow shoots straight through my soul and pins me to this wall in a way that I don’t think I could evade, even if I wanted to. And the truth that whispers relentlessly with each wild, panicked flutter of my pulse in my throat is that I don’t want to escape him.
I hate him, and I don’t, all in the same breath. Because I think the thing I hate the most about him is that he won’t allow me in. He’s always swept me aside, always blocked me from getting close, always sneered at me if I attempted to be in his orbit.
Now? Now, he’s got me shoved against the wall, and I’m solightheaded I feel like I’m about to pass out, to slide helplessly to the ground at any second.
“Please don’t be cruel about this.” My heart is beating so fast it’s like I’ve got hummingbird wings inside my chest instead of muscle. “I just... I just need...” I can’t even say the words. I can’t get them out because I’m terrified that he’s gonna drive his fist into my jaw.
He’s the one pushing me to admit things, the kind of secrets I haven’t ever dared say out loud. I don’t know what kind of fucking spell he’s put on me, but I keep finding my thoughts drifting on a string to obey his command.
The longer he stays so close, the more this heat and urgency keep threading needles through my veins. Like I’m sizzling from the inside out with every pricking, keen-edged point. And my dick isthrobbingwith the way he’s so near.
We’re chest to chest. Our groins are almost touching. And that’s the breathless moment when Raine drops his eyes down from my face. His gaze lowers to the space between us, and he sees it.
A dark noise rumbles out of him, and I think I’m gonna die. This is it. This is the moment I self-destruct and combust into a fireball of shame and embarrassment because my dick is straining, outlined against the front of my sweats. Eager and naive and leaping forward even though it’s because of the person who despises me most in this entire world.
“Go on,” he grunts, flicking his eyes back up to mine. They’re so dark, hauntingly so, with shadows carving deep and dangerous lines across his face. “What is it you need,hmm?”
As he lets that noise vibrate out of his chest and straight into mine, he shifts his weight and lets his bulk sink against me. Flattening my body against the wall, he forces our hips together.
I whimper.
I fucking whimper.
The overpowering closeness and, oh my fucking god, the pressure of his body weighing down on my thickening cock is like nothing I’ve ever felt before. Even when I kissed that guy, it wasn’t like this; we didn’t crowd against each other so intimately. This is completely new,and it sends a spiraling trail of fireworks in motion from the head of my dick all the way through my lower stomach.
My fingers claw at his shirt as I suck in a shaky breath. Until now, I haven’t dared unclench my fists, refused for one second to allow myself to touch him. Right now, I don’t know whether to defend myself, or perish beneath his imposing size.
As he hovers over me, pressing me into the wall so hard that I’m sure I’ll melt at every single delicious point of contact, I recognize what I’m feeling. It’s enough to make my heart stutter, because he’s hard, too.
Holy shit, he’s hard as stone.
The outline of his cock presses through his jeans, and I’m struggling to stay in my body. I don’t know what the fuck to do right now. Is he angry at me for causing this? Is he pissed off that all this tension and fight we’ve had going on—so much so that we’re messed up beyond reason—has brought us to the point when our dicks don’t know how to react appropriately?
My stepbrother’s erection is ever so slightly rubbing against mine, and I’ve never felt more alive.
“Use your words, Kayce.” He issues me a warning. The deep, weighty pronunciation of my name makes my cock jerk in response.
“I need—need to get outta my head,” I gasp. It feels like all the blood in my body is surging into my groin, and I’m painfully erect now. The sticky, smeared evidence drags along my thigh, proving just how desperate my dick is for this agonizingly small amount of friction. I’m probably gonna have a wet spot on the front of my sweats. One more thing for Raine to mock me over.
Leaking precum like a horny, panting teenager.
“That’s not an answer.” Grinding into me harder, he scolds me through a clenched jaw. Coating me with harsh words in a way that makes my skin flush red-hot. And this time, I straight up moan at the way that feels so good, but it’s not enough. It’s nowhere near enough.
That gritty, commanding voice of his does me in. I fall into his trap, tumbling straight into those razor-sharp jaws, and my fingers bunch into the soft flannel of his shirt with a desperate plea, a barely-there whisper feathering across my lips.
“I need your help.Please.”
Take control. Take hold of all this misery. Rope it and wrestle it to the ground, and let me feel anything other than this sense of dread.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” Raine is making me take every step in this. Controlling asshole that he is, he won’t give me an easy way out. He’s not letting me be used or unconsciously let go, even though that’s what I crave. It cries out in the depths of my bones so bad. Let me dissolve and not have tothinkabout anything.
I nod. “Don’t make me beg.” That’s a lie. I’m not above begging. Not when the head of my dick is slicking a smear of wetness against my skin while absolutely aching for relief.
“Maybe I like that,” he hums, the kind of dark and wicked noise that absolutely shouldn’t turn my insides molten, but hearing him say that out loud is something I never knew I needed before now. “Maybe I’m an asshole who likes it when you’re timid and shaking.”
“Raine.” I breathe his name, as my hips now move of their own accord, grinding against him. Goosebumps flurry down my arms at the added pressure rubbing through the soft cotton. “We can’t.” This is so wrong. So very, very wrong.