Page 91 of Unraveling Rain
In one swift motion, I scoop her off the floor, and she whoops in delight.
I carry her to the bed, tossing our towels aside. She’s smiling, anticipation lighting up her face.
“I’m going to start slow,” I murmur, reaching for the nightstand—only to curse under my breath.
Rain sits up immediately. “What’s wrong?”
“I don’t have a condom,” I admit, frustrated.
She meets my gaze calmly. “We don’t need one. I’m on the pill.”
I search her face. “The team tests us regularly, so I know I’m clean.”
“I haven’t been with anyone. I’m clean too.”
“Are you sure?”
A quick beat passes between us. Then she lies back, opening her legs.
Fuck.
“Yeah, okay,” I murmur, passing my tongue over my lips at the sight of her glistening pussy.
I crawl between her thighs, letting my body settle against hers. She releases a breath as our skin touches from chest to toes.
“You’ll tell me to stop if anything doesn’t feel right?” I say, voice low, needing her to know she’s in control.
“Yes, I promise,” she whispers. Then she lifts her head to kiss me, and just like that, the rest of the world fades away.
Our mouths move unhurried, like we’ve got forever. My forearm props me up while my free hand slides up over her chest, fingers teasing her nipples.
“Xander,” she groans, her voice edged with frustration.
I pull back a little. “What is it, babe?”
She narrows her eyes. “Xander, seriously. If you don’t get inside me right now, I might combust.”
Laughing, I lower my mouth to her perky nipple and suck gently, then harder. She bucks beneath me. I switch to her other breast, teasing and licking until her hips rise off the mattress.
And that’s my cue.
While she’s still riding the wave of pleasure, I slowly guide my cock inside her. Inch by inch, I sink into her pussy, my jaw clenching as her walls stretch to take me in.
Her eyes go wide—no pain, just surprise.
“You feel so good, baby girl,” I murmur against her skin. “All tight and wet for me.” I kiss a trail up her neck, over her jaw, and finally reach her lips.
I swallow her moans as I hit her G-spot, burying myself to the hilt. A deep breath leaves my chest, my jaw tight as I force myself to stay in control. She feels so damn good it’s almost too much. But this moment—this connection—is all about her.
“How are you doing, Cherry?” I ask, locking eyes with hers.
Her voice is soft, trembling. “I feel so full… stretched out… but I also feel complete.”
I kiss her again, sealing the moment as we become one. Her hands roam down my back and grip my ass, pulling me closer. I take the hint, rocking into her gently.
I start slow—just a few inches at a time— watching her face for any discomfort. But all I see is her pleasure. Her lips part, forming a perfect O. Her brows soften. So I push deeper, then pull out again. A smooth rhythm. A deepening connection.
Rain’s moans and her whispered pleas become a symphony I’m instantly addicted to. I breathe through my teeth, determined to stay focused. To give her everything.
