Page 175 of Something Rad
“Yeah?” I ask. He chooses that exact moment to grind the heel of his palm against my swollen bud, making me choke out a sob of pleasure.
Robbie takes the opportunity to press a few heated kisses against my neck. “So good,” he mutters. “You’re doing so good.”
I’m running my tongue against my drying lips when Robbie sits back up and crushes his mouth against mine. He pulls away just enough to meet my eyes. “Do you trust me?” he asks.
My lips part as I take a moment to look at him,reallylook at him. My head tilts as I stare back into the darkest chocolate eyes I have yet to see. Whether it makes me an idiot or not, I know I have my answer. “Yes,” I whisper.
Robbie’s throat bobs as he stares back at me, then his hand pulls away from me, shifting it to the side. “Can I touch you?” he asks. He dips one finger just under the seam of my panties, pulling the sticky fabric back from me just enough that the cold air hits my sensitive flesh and sends a shudder through me. Robbie slides the tip of his finger up and down the fabric, toying with it, his finger so close to me that it makes me pulse with need. “Reallytouch you?”
My back arches, trying to meet his touch, but Robbie stays firm, pulling back from me until I verbally agree. “Yes.Take it,” I insist. “Whatever you want, Robbie.”
His nose grazes mine. “What is ityouwant, Cooper?”
“You. Just you,” I swallow thickly. “All of you.”
Something shifts in Robbie’s eyes.Milk chocolate. He leans down, kissing my lips and then the tip of my nose. “Then I’m yours, baby.” He reaches up, slowly pushing two fingers into his mouth, brushing them across his tongue.
I feel my brows pull together in confusion, but I don’t get a chance to ask any questions, cool air suddenly hitting my sex as Robbie fully pulls my panties to the side, exposing me and making me unleash a guttural cry. Before my next breath, Robbie’s other hand is dropping down between us and his two fingers, wet from his tongue, are sliding easily through my drenched folds.
My eyes roll to the back of my head as he strokes me up and down, sinking deeper into me and slowly making me come apart with every heated touch. There are fireworks in my vision, a pressure quickly building in the deepest part of me. Reflexively, I try to snap my thighs closed, but Robbie anticipates my action, rooting his knee firmly down into the car seat against my thigh, preventing me. “Relax, baby,” he mutters above me, pressing his lips to my temple. “You’re okay. I’ve got you.”
Baby.
He’s called me that name so many times before, but it’s never sounded like this. It’s nevermeantthis. Somehow the nickname that once made my skin crawl is now the same one that is setting my skin ablaze.
Robbie rakes his fingers upwards, stopping this time to circle that sensitive sweet spot. I squeeze my eyes shut even tighter, digging my teeth into my lower lip.
“Eyes on me, Cooper.” My eyes immediately snap open at Robbie’s demand, meeting his heavy lidded gaze. “There we go,” he breathes, leaning down to kiss my swollen lips. “I wanna see those storms when you come apart for me.”
He swirls his two fingers in my wetness, sliding downwards as his thumb pushes against me where I’m throbbing with the most raw, unexplainable mixture of sensations. I feel something building, like I’m climbing higher. I feel like I want it to stop, but also that if itdoesstop, I may die on the spot. Just as I think this feeling couldn’t possibly be any more intensified, Robbie shifts the angle of his hand, positioning his two fingers at my entrance. At the most deliberate, leisurely pace possible, Robbie’s fingers slowly sink into me.
“Robbie,” I whine, squirming beneath him.It’s too much.
“Breathe, baby,” Robbie whispers. “You can take it.”
I try to listen to him, letting out a sharp breath. I’m not sure he’s right. I’m not sure I can handle it, handle what he’s doing to me. But, gradually, and then all at once, my body adjusts to the stretch. There’s no longer a sting, every minor pinch of pain now replaced with pure pleasure. I blow out a heavy breath and find myself pushing against Robbie’s fingers.
“Yeah,” Robbie rasps, nodding, “that’s right, baby.So good. Let it go.”
He curls his fingers inside me and my head falls back, turning to the side as I exhale what feels like my final breath. The air has just barely left my lips before Robbie’s hand is raking through my hair, gripping the back of my neck and twisting my head back around to face him. He plants his elbow onto the car seat, supporting my head in his hand as he drops his forehead to mine. “I said,eyes on me.”
“Yes, your highness,” I mutter against his mouth.
Robbie shakes his head, something like a growl sounding from inside his throat as his lips pull into a devilish smirk.
I start to ask him what that look is for, but I don’t get a chance before he suddenly pulls his fingers out of me, immediately twisting his hand around, sliding up, and roughly pinching my swollen bud between his middle and forefinger knuckles.
And just like that, I explode, the view before me shattering as I let out a strangled gasp, my body spasming out of control under Robbie’s touch. My movements are completely unconscious until Robbie’s fingernails dig into my scalp. He doesn’t say anything, but I know he’s reminding me to keep my eyes on his. I obey, fastening my gaze to his wild one.
“God,Sara,” he mutters. “So fucking good for me.” He dips his head, trailing wet kisses from the base of my neck up to my mouth and back again as I slowly come back down to earth.
Eventually, I can see clearly again, the scene around me slowly starting to come back into focus. I can hear the music again. I’m able to recognize the lyrics of REO Speedwagon’sCan’t Fight This Feeling, and my first reaction is to smile at the ridiculous irony of this song playing right now.But then…
I can feel the car seat below me. I can feel Robbie above me.
Robbie. Above. Me.
Right as the thought occurs to me, he raises his head, meeting my eyes.
