Page 82 of Saving the Rain
“Why? Does it make you squirm, snowflake?”
It absolutely does. His hot words leave me panting and horny, and asshole that he is, he knows it too.
“Look how flushed you get.” He muses, while drawing back to study me from beneath a hooded gaze. “I bet this cock is nice and thick, greedy for the idea of being in my mouth,hmm. When I undo your jeans, am I going to find you weeping for me? Making a mess of yourself because you’re craving my tongue to lick you all over?”
“Raine. Jesus.” There is absolutely no stopping the way my hips lift off the wall and grind against him.
He leans in closer again. Voice wickedly low and tempting when his breath fans across my lips. “I wonder if you’d drip cum when I push my tongue against your tip, flick it a little until you lose your mind?”
“You’re killing me.” I’m already losing my mind.
“Are you aching, my sweet boy? Could I just keep talking to you like this? Maybe all I gotta do is tell you to hump my leg, and you’d blow your load all over yourself. The only thing I need to do is whisper in your ear, and you'll fall apart.”
A fevered groan of desperation escapes me. Words bubble up before I can do anything to stop them. “I want?—”
“Mmm, there you go. Tell me what you want. I like hearing you get a little extra nasty when you’re horny and impatient.”
“I want your mouth...please... let me have your mouth.” Fuck me sideways, is there anything else I’ve wanted more than to know what it feels like to sink past his lips?
“You’re such a hot-blooded little thing when your dick wants to be played with. Because that’s what you like, isn’t it? Someone like me, with a man’s touch, with a scratch of a beard and sharp teeth, who can bruise you and suck on you properly, until your eyes roll back in your head.”
Holy fuck. I nod. Rendered voiceless.
“Yeah. You don’t want a soft, tender, sweet cunt bouncing up anddown on your cock. You want to have your ass eaten, and balls licked, and you want to be pounded into so hard you see stars all night long.”
“Raine, you’re gonna end me right here. You’re such a fucking asshole.”
He goes in for the kill. Dusting his mouth over my pulse point. “How hard are you right now,hmm? How fat does this perfect,”Kiss“...pretty boy cock of yours,”Lick“...get when you’ve got a real cowboy to look after you?”Bite. “How desperate are you to fill my throat with cum because you know it’ll please me?”
“I am—I want—ohmyfuckinggod—”Raine slips one hand between us and cups my erection through my jeans.
His other hand takes my jaw in a pinching hold. Shoving two fingers in my mouth, he presses down on my tongue and watches with rapt fascination as my eyes drift back with pleasure.
“That’s it, feed me all those horny little sounds, snowflake. You drive me insane with the way this mouth looks, you know... always so ready to wrap around my cock and suck me down. Walking around with that greedy stare, like the only thing you want is for me to unbuckle my jeans and feed you my dick. To give you something to choke on until you’re a drooling mess.”
As he owns my every brain cell, he rocks back and forth against my tongue while using the other hand to squeeze my cock until I’m a writhing, lust-filled wreck. “Yeah, I can take this throat until you’ve leaked cum all over yourself, because you’d get off with just the feel of me heavy on your tongue, wouldn’t you?”
My only thought is him, and how intense and dazzling and fucking hot everything feels. I make a muffled, pleading sound around those thick fingers I know can do such devious things to my body. All I can do is give him eyes that absolutely, unashamedlybegfor him to make his next move.
If he doesn’t let up, there’s every chance I’m going to burst inside my jeans. Heat swirls and coils low in my stomach, and my balls throb with each of those devious words he lavishes on me.
Raine tuts at me, taking in the sight of where saliva has pooled around his knuckles, then gives me another of those silent commands. The one that keeps me pinned to the wall, putting every ounce of myfocus into not crumbling to a heap and begging him to fuck me right here right now.
His hands drift down, hooking beneath the hem of my hoodie to find my belt. Impulsive passion and desire pour forward as soon as his fingers scrape my bare skin and work my jeans loose. My brain stalls at what happens next... even though I knew where this was ultimately going.
This man, with all his dark, unruly hair and sexy-as-hell tattoos, sinks down in front of me, and I’m struggling to believe we’re in this position. I don’t know what to do with my hands, and they end up drifting to settle on his broad shoulders as he roughly tugs my jeans low on my hips, dragging the waistband of my briefs with them.
My already hard dick fills rapidly as soon as it’s freed. The sight of myself flinching and thickening while Raine’s mouth is right fucking there... it leaves me more than a little lightheaded. Never in a million years did I think he’d be into this. I don’t know what I expected, but I didn’t understand that giving me pleasure would bring him pleasure, too.
He doesn’t waste any time. Keeping his eyes fixed on mine, drilling straight through me, he wraps one hand around my length. That rough touch, the way he takes hold of me like he damn well owns every single one of my climaxes, does something to me I’m unable to explain. A wretched kind of noise drifts up, and I’m painfully aware of the way I barely hang on, narrowly avoiding starting to shoot cum everywhere from one single brush of skin-on-skin contact.
On reflex, I can’t help but dart my eyes around the barn. It seems so exposed. We’re right out in the open, and it feels reckless. But at the same time, I have zero interest in anything but giving him exactly what he wants. I couldn’t stop this if I tried.
Raine spilling all those filthy words and winding me into a mess, leaves me ravenous to come. My orgasm claws at the base of my spine, already locked and loaded. The porny little noises I hear myself make evolve into something deeper and more primal when Raine takes me into his hot, wet mouth.
“Oh my god. Oh my fucking god.”
I'm babbling straight away. My nails dig into his shoulders.There’s no stopping my hips from leaping forward. I’m embarrassed, flushed, and out of my mind with how incredible it feels. To know what a man’s mouth actually feels like. Impossibly heated and able to take all of my cock in a way I’ve never experienced before.