This Love of Mine (Raine Series #1)

CHAPTER 19

Kayla

His hot tender kisses touched me in places I had never felt before. Every ounce of me was a live wire, as electricity sparked with every touch. The pain in my leg no longer existed and all I could think about was Madison and his tender touch. My back was still pressed firmly against the wooden structure, and at one point, I worried about splinters, but now, now I welcomed any splinters I could get. They would serve as a reminder of the most magical night I would ever have.

His lips left hot, wet trails everywhere they touched my bare skin. Our lips had yet to break contact, and I deepened them as much as our bodies would allow. I needed to be closer to him. I needed skin on skin contact, and I needed it now. His lips moved down my neck and across my collarbone, making me throw my head back in pure ecstasy.

My deft fingers found their way to the buttons on his shirt, and I didn't spare a second undoing every last one of them. When I got to the last button, I pushed his shirt down past his shoulders, catching his emerald eyes in my line of sight. Without a word, I nodded my head yes, to let him know this was what I really wanted. There was no doubt about it. Madison Raine was who I wanted on my skin, in my mind and inside of me.

He slowly lowered me to my feet, and took a step back. His glare left heated trails down every inch of my exposed skin. I watched him intently as he reached forward for the hem of my dress. His fingers slid back and forth a few times, before finally pulling it up and over my head in one fluid motion.

I looked abashed as he stood back admiring every inch and crevasse of my long, thin figure. I kept my hands at my sides, not wanting him to see the blush that was quickly making its presence known. When his eyes returned to my face, I felt my cheeks blaze. He inched closer to me and reached for my hands. He tucked them tightly into his, pulling them to his mouth placing a kiss upon each one. My eyes fluttered shut and when they opened, his were mere inches from mine. I could feel his warm minty breath against my skin, and I broke out in goose bumps. I could feel my excitement pooling in my panties, and I couldn't wait any longer. I reached for his undershirt and quickly discarded it onto the ground below us.

Now it was my turn to stare. I took a step back, admiring every last inch of his toned and muscular frame. His shoulders were so broad and capable. The colors in his tattoos seemed to intensify under the moonlight and without thought, I licked my bottom lip. I wanted to taste him, to feel him, to own him. His chest and abs were well defined and formed a perfect v that disappeared past his waistband. Goddamn this guy was hot. When my eyes eventually made their way back up to his face, he wore a wicked little grin. I knew exactly what he was thinkin', and yes, I did like what I was seeing, but I needed more.

I reached out for the waist of his pants, but he pushed my hand away and took a step back. My hands instinctively tried to cover every exposed part of my body. I half expected him to toss my clothes back at me, but he just smiled and let out a small laugh.

"Don't cover up, darlin'. I want to see all of you."

I shook my head in disbelief. He was saying one thing, but his body language and posture were sayin' something completely different. I shook my head, letting my hands fall away from my exposed skin. He smiled a wry smile and reached down for his shirts. I was about to get worried as to what he was doing, but then my heart practically melted when I realized that he was making a makeshift blanket for us.

I looked down at him and smiled a wide toothy smile. Could he get any god damn better?

The answer was yes.

He sat back on his knees reaching out for my hand. I took it willingly, letting him guide me to the ground and onto my back. Seconds later, he was hovering over me staring directly into my hooded blue eyes. His elbows were placed on either side of my head and his fingertips slowly pushed back strands of loose hair, all the while never breaking any physical contact.

Just when I thought I would spontaneously combust, his lips touched mine and the ease of it all, floated through my body. Our kisses started out slow but quickly grew to a more aggressive pace. I trailed my fingers down his bare, sun-kissed skin on his exposed back. Every taut muscle beneath my fingers made me weak in the knees, and I was suddenly very grateful to be on my back.

His feather like kisses touched every inch of skin, as he worked his way down my body. His long fingers slipped beneath my back, unhinging my bra and then his hands wrapped around the thin fabric, pulling it away from my skin. I heard him suck in a tightly strained breath.

My fingers dipped below his waistband in the back, slowly making their way around the front. Before I went for the buttons, I slipped my hand down over the tight denim and felt just exactly how much I affected him. I let out a small moan at the size and length of what I was secretly hoping would be inside of me shortly. Madison's chest was close enough to my ear now, that I could hear the stifled moan he let out as my hand made contact with him through the thick fabric. I smiled, knowing that it was all me that had made him this way.

My hand slid across the fabric as it made its way to the buttons, holding him captive. I was eager to free him and to feel his freedom. I needed this. He was making me feel wanted and loved and it was a feeling so foreign to me that I almost cried. His hands skimmed every inch of my skin, coming to rest on the thin lace panties I was wearing. His eyes shot open as a small smile stretched from corner to corner. His fingers slightly grazed the outside of the fabric and I knew he could feel my excitement growing.

My eyes drifted shut as his fingers dipped between my skin and the fabric. He pulled them down achingly slow. I wasn't used to the tenderness that he was offering. I was used to rough, uninhibited primal movements. Wren had never been gentle with me, not even the first time. Momma always told me when I was younger, to not let just anyone have my gift, as she called it. She told me to be wise and think long and hard about who would be sharing that moment with me. If she only knew that I was all but forced my first time, although right now, I don't think she would care.

I was now as naked as the day I was born, and for once I didn't feel ashamed or embarrassed. I felt wanted, adored and special. The look in his eyes let me know that this meant just as much to him as it was going to mean to me. I'm sure Madison had his fair share of women, but in this moment everything else ceased to exist. Every fear, worry, insecurity seemed to just melted away. I was ready to give myself, all of myself to Madison in this moment, everything else be damned.

I heard his jeans falling to the ground as he stood in front of me. I cracked open an eyelid to catch a glimpse of this amazingly, gorgeous man in front of me when he caught me staring. Heat blazed through my cheeks as his eyes caught mine. He was standing in front of me, exposed for all the world to see and my eyes gobbled up every last inch of his gloriously built body.

He was perfection, in every sense of the word. Just as I was getting my fill, he knelt down between my legs and kissed the tops of my knees. Without hesitation, I sat up and gripped the back of his neck, pulling his mouth to mine. I needed to feel closer to him and at this point in time, he was too far away. I needed to feel the heat of his body radiating through mine.

His arms clasped together around my back, as he lowered us both down to the ground again. Every touch was calculated and gentle, and had me yearning for more. Just when I thought my high of feeling his bare skin against mine couldn't get any better, and then I felt him slowly pushing into me. I gasped at the contact and found myself staring directly into a sea of green. His eyes were clouded with lust and desire and I smiled knowing it was all for me. My heart rate picked up as he pushed completely into me, in one swift but loving motion. I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, breathing in his intoxicating scent.

Our breathing grew ragged and fast with every movement and I could feel myself reaching my release. I let my head fall back as I relished in the feel of having him so close to me, so bare and vulnerable to his every touch. His lips found my ear and he whispered the one thing that could become my undoing.

"I need you, Kayla."

I let out an audible sigh as I let his words sink into every ounce of me. I found myself speechless. I honestly had never needed or wanted to need anybody. But I wanted to need Madison.

"I need you too, Madison."

We found our release together a short while later, and I couldn't have been happier with the decision that we had made. I would never regret this night, even if we never saw each other again.

It had turned into the perfect date, even with all of the drama that was sure to ensue when I returned to my grandparent's house. Madison moved to my side, but never broke contact. Some part of him was always touching me. His fingers traced small circles across my belly, and I knew that even though this moment was going to end shortly, he was mine. I had touched this man in a way that no other girl, could or had. I felt it in his touch, in his words, and in the way he moved when he was around me.

I had become a part of this man, just as he had became a part of me. Wherever we ended up in this life, Madison Raine would always have a part of me that no other man could ever have. He was my future, whether it be now or later, he was my whole world. And, I would stop at nothing to make sure he knew, despite the distance or heartache.