She sighed and tilted her head back when he found her clit. Her hips ground against his hand, and he pushed harder. Her breathing became shallow gasps, and she gripped the comforter. Pleasure spread through her body, filling her fingers, tingling in her breasts, clenching in her belly. When she let herself feel everything, not just the physical, but the affection and adoration—all of it—each new touch flared on a whole new level.
She thrust her hips up to get closer to his touch, and to keep from getting too loud, bit the inside of her check until it throbbed. Her eyes clenched shut at the swelling waves inside her, telling her she was close. Disappointment and hurt washed over her when he stopped just short of the finish line. Her mouth twisted, and she peered at him through one eye.
“Don’t pout. Well, maybe just a little—it’s cute on you.” He stood and discarded the remainder of his clothing before he grabbed her shorts.
She lifted her butt off the bed long enough for him to pull off her shorts and panties. He reclined next to her, cock pressing into her leg.
His lips hovered over her ear again, fingers tracing lines along her stomach and chest. “I want you on top of me.” He grabbed her wrists as he rolled onto his back.
She didn’t follow. She wanted to, but something stopped her.
It was his turn to look disappointed. “What?”
She hated responsibility. He’d always handled it before. Maybe she should have picked up condoms herself, but it wasn’t as if she’d expected to make this a habit. Hoped, maybe, but not expected. Did Chloe have any? Not in plain view, and Rae felt awkward about digging through her sister’s belongings. “I don’t have any condoms.”
“I’m clean.”
Good line. Not a new one, but he pulled it off better than most guys. She tried not to be self-conscious of sitting in front of him naked. It didn’t work. She crossed her arms over her bare boobs. “Doesn’t matter.”
He sat up next to her and kissed her. “I adore how stubborn you are.” Never leaving the bed, he reached down, grabbed his wallet from his jeans, and then plucked a foil square from the battered tri-fold.
Rae didn’t know if she should be amused or bothered that he was not only prepared, but had pretended otherwise. That’s right, she wasn’t thinking too much.
Wrapped up, he pushed her shoulders. She fell back, and he forced her legs apart with his knee. Excitement spilled through her, swirling and dancing in her thoughts. He leaned in and kissed her earlobe, his breath warming her skin. “I guess I’ll have to get the mood back now.”
He traced his tongue down her throat, and she arched her back. He hooked his hands under her knees and moved forward, his moan mingling with her whimper when he entered her. The penetration drove any negative thoughts aside and drew her back into the now. Being under him, wrapped around him, a part of him, felt so right.
He thrust against her in a slow rhythm, pulling almost all the way out before plunging deep again. Every time he thrust, an intense spark raced through her. She shifted closer, moving her hips faster and hoping he’d take the hint.
He gasped. “If you do that, I won’t last long.”
He’d already coaxed her so close to climax, her body just needed a little more of a nudge. She bit her bottom lip, response breathy. “I don’t care.”
He followed her cue, pounding against her and matching her need. A powerful surge built inside her. Her moans grew louder. Something in the back of her mind reminded her to keep it down. Geez, this felt incredible. Her inner muscles clenched around him, and orgasm rushed through her.
Still riding the waves of her climax, she heard him grunt, and he thrust his pelvis against her. His hands slid to her hips, his frantic pace slowing and then stopped.
He leaned forward to kiss her deeply before he rolled to the side to lie next to her on his back.
She struggled to catch her breath as she rested her head on his shoulder and her hand on his chest. The only word she could find was a soft mmm.
He moved a hand to the small of her back, holding her close. “Now we can talk.” His words vibrated through her palm and cheek.
She smiled against his skin. “Nope. No words. Sorry.”
He traced a finger along her shoulder blade with his other hand. His quiet voice drifted through the dark room. “You know I’m sorry about what I said the other day, right? I really enjoy hearing what you’re thinking.”
The apology sent a new type of warmth rushing through her to blend with the euphoria. He meant the argument at his place. Even though the brush-off had dug deeply, she’d almost forgotten about it with everything that had happened over the last few days. “It’s not a big deal.”
“It is to me.” His chest sank when he exhaled. “Here’s the thing… You probably don’t remember, but way back in the day, when our biggest worries were passing tests and whether or not we all had enough change in our pockets to put gas in someone’s car, we used to sit under that stupid tree.”
Her smile grew. She kissed his chest. “I loved that tree.”