Page 68 of Saving the Rain
“Fuck me, Raine. Fuck me.Fuck me, please.” The sound of his beggingmorphs into a deep groan as his cock swells and pulses. He jerks and shoots cum everywhere, in thick ropes, as he dissolves into a gasping orgasm in my arms. The feel of him tumbling over the edge is the most incredible thing, leaving me light-headed while witnessing him absolutely fucking melt for me.
I keep stroking him, letting the water wash away the cum covering his shaft and my fist, as I ease out of his ass.
Turning him around, my weight presses him against the wall. I let my erection dig into his stomach, and holy fuck. Just the feel of having the sensitive tip shoved tight between our bodies is heaven.
Kayce is the one to kiss me this time. His hands fly up to my neck, threading into my hair, and he clings to me. Still breathing hard, he slams our mouths together and feeds me a low moan.
Blindly fumbling around, I flip the water off. The silence that ensues is nowhere near as echoing as it would be if it weren’t for the racing of our heartbeats consuming everything.
“Wait—Don’t—” Whining against my lips, he tightens his hold on my wet hair. As if he thinks this is all over. As if that’s all it’ll be, and I’m about to send him on his way.
Little does he fucking know.
Drawing back enough to nip his bottom lip, then to bite along his jaw, I stop when I reach the shell of his ear and let my stubble brush against his damp skin.
“Shh. Go and get on the bed for me.”
Chapter 29
“Hang your head over the edge.”
Oh my fucking god. I swear I’m floating somewhere out of my body, infinitely high on this man. My stepbrother, who just turned my entire life inside out with a few strokes and touches and dirty words in my ear.
Raine stalks behind me, completely naked, while roughly dragging a towel over his hair. Fuck, I’ve never seen him like this before—I think he erased every last brain cell when I was first treated to the sight of him undressing and getting into the shower.
Of course, I’ve seen plenty of dudes naked. Between locker rooms and training, being on the road for rodeo, it’s not like I haven’t encountered other men fully undressed.
But this? Raine? To see his body without a stitch of clothing... those rioting wings in my stomach are going to beat so fast I might spontaneously lift off the ground and drift somewhere high into the darkened sky.
He’s thick through his middle, in a way that holds so much potent strength. Muscle definition runs down the sides of his torso, ending in a prominent ridge of his adonis belt dusted with dark hair. His tattoos extend from his arms across his chest on one side, too. It seems fitting that the man with hungry, ruthless eyes has a wolf inked there.
And Jesus Christ, his cock is thick and hard, and I’m right back in that place where I feel like I’d do anything to know his taste. Even just that sensation of him pressed hot against me left my insides doing backflips.
Does he have any idea how gorgeous he is? I know he’s confident, having always worn that winning attitude like a second skin. So right now, right here, staring at the sight of his bed, I’m struck wondering why he’s even interested in me.
I’m a fumbling, naive idiot in comparison. Someone who keeps fucking up over and over, and yet he’s prepared to give me this. To step over a line that I’m still reeling from the intensity of my own obsession to cross.
None of it makes sense, yet when Raine’s steadfast hands are on my body, I feel more alive and secure than I think I ever have in my life.
“You’re taking a long time thinking about this.” Raine comes up behind me and does that thing where he yanks my hair, tilting my head back so that he can assault the side of my throat again. The fool I am for him, I’m fucking obsessed with how good it feels. As much as I’m both dying for this and insanely nervous, I gladly melt against his torso while he drags his mouth and scrapes his beard over that patch of skin that leaves me feeling all gooey from head to toe. “I’m clear. I’ve been tested. Anything else you wanna know?”
Shaking my head, I just want to drag him on top of me and demand that he pins me to the mattress.
“Tell me where you want me.” I hum. This is too good and too much, and I’m lost to all the ways my body comes alive under his command.
He makes a satisfied noise, running his tongue up the side of my neck. A move that he probably already knows by now will have me obeying anything he says. “Lie on your back, head off the edge just there.” With a final nip of my ear, he directs me where to climb onto the bed.
My heart is trying its best to drum a path straight out of my mouth.
I’m nervous as hell. So far, all I’ve done is pump cum all over myself just about every time he looks my way. I’ve done nothing morethan stare at his dick and stroke us together. This is the immense power Raine has over me, it would seem.
The world spins on its axis once more as I settle into the position he told me to. Lying back, I stare at him from upside down with my head hanging a little over the edge, surrounded by soft sheets that smell of him. With his giant cock right there in his fist, he’s my entire world right now. There’s nothing else except pleasing him and being swept up in him.
And maybe that’s why I’m here. Perhaps that’s all this is for tonight... an escape. I don’t fucking know, but I also feel like something deep down inside is blooming to life. That tangled web of me and him and our circumstances is way too confusing right now to try and separate or comprehend.
The simple answer to this equation is that I want this, with him, and I’m drawn to him in a way that defies logic. Being tugged into Raine’s orbit feels predestined, like how I felt the first time I walked up to a horse and felt as if I could hear its thoughts. There’s something in our connection I can’t put words to.
What I do know for certain is that I might die if he doesn’t slide his cock past my parted lips and let me know what it feels like to suck him down.