Page 79 of Unraveling Rain
“Do you want one more?” he asks, lifting a brow.
I nod, unable to speak.
“Yes, ma’am,” he whispers. “As you wish.”
His tongue returns, this time inside me.
“Oh God, yes.”
That very skilled tongue licks, strokes, and devours. Then it disappears, replaced by a long, strong finger.
Then another.
I can’t imagine how good it would be to be filled by him.
“More, I need more,” I breathe.
Xander’s lips return to my clit as his fingers pick up speed.
He adds a third finger and resumes sucking.
That’s it.
My orgasm tears through me like lightning. I moan so loud, I don’t even recognize my own voice.
Xander doesn’t stop his assault until I’m completely spent and limp on the bed.
He places one last kiss to my core, then disappears into the bathroom.
He returns with a wet washcloth and cleans me up with care.
A stray tear travels down my temple and disappears into my hair.
This is how my first time should have been—full of love, tenderness, and slow-burning heat.
Once he’s done, he lifts me gently and places me on my side of the bed. Then he takes off his pants, and he’s hard as a steel rod. But he doesn’t make a move to get on top of me.
Instead, he slides under the covers and presses his chest to my back.
I feel his cock leaking against my ass, and another shot of desire washes over me.
“Hey, let me take care of this,” I say, wrapping my hand around him, the tip soaked with precum.
But he stops me.
“No, beautiful, I’m okay. It’s time to rest.” He presses a kiss to my temple.
I exhale. This man is absolutely everything.
“Thank you, Hotshot,” I whisper, my eyelids growing heavy.
His voice is the last thing I hear before sleep takes me.
“No need to thank me. You’ll always be my first priority.”
And I fall asleep feeling loved—truly, completely loved—by the man the universe gave to me.
Chapter 22
