Page 68 of No Fear
Remy softly caged her wrists and held her hands to him, “Baby, I love you… but you’re never getting those things back if I have any say in it. They’re mine. You’re mine.”
She bit her lip as his words sank in, “I love you so much.”
“Then let me love you, Rachel. Let me show you how much I love you, show you that there’s nothing that could ever make me stop.”
His words, his sweetness, his love, it completely undid her. She was already naked but now she felt it. Naked and exposed. Every fear on full display. Her fear of being hurt, of being abandoned, of being used and discarded were all right there and all she had to do in order to vanquish them forever, was trust Remy.
The decision was really simple when she thought about it that way, “Make love to me.”
“Always.” Remy kissed her lips softly, “Whenever I touch you, I’m making love to you Rachel. Always.”
“I-I…” Her nerves go the better of her and she sighed, “I don’t know what to do.”
“Your body does. Your heart does. Just feel me.”
Remy kissed her again, soft and sweet. His lips were always so soft, so at odds with all of his hard edges. He kissed her until she was melting against him, until she was wrapping her arms around him and trying to pull him closer. He kissed her until she was the one to nip at him and suck on his bottom lip, all but demanding more.
When he moved, he moved quickly. He had her on her back on the bed, before she even realized he’d budged but all of a sudden there he was. His heavy weight didn’t feel confining holding her down. It felt like the perfect balance she needed so she didn’t float away. It felt safe, warm… perfect.
She tried to wrap her legs around his waist and grind her hips up against him to get the friction her body needed but a big hand on her thigh kept her pinned. She whined and Remy broke their kiss to chuckle. He leaned up enough to look down at her and the tilt to his lips could have verged on smug.
“Damn I love when my shy girl gets demanding.” He tilted his hips down and rubbed his length against her causing her to moan, “Tell me what you want, baby.”
“You. I want you.”
“You already have me.”
“Inside me.” She gasped when he rewarded her for her boldness by sliding a hand down between her legs, “Remy, please…”
“Shh, we’re gonna go slow, love. I don’t want you to feel a second of pain. Not now. Not ever.”
Tears prickled her eyes again but she didn’t have time to get lost in how sweet he was because Remy lowered his head and licked one of her nipples. She arched and cried out so he did it again. And again. And again. He kissed and sucked and licked at her breasts and as he tormented her sensitive flesh, his free hand slid between her legs and slowly began to work her open.
He’d spent the last week learning her body and he was right. He already owned it. It responded to him in ways she hadn’t even known were possible. He touched and she reacted. He pushed and she pushed back. He demanded and she gave because he had never once simply taken from her. Even now, when she knew he was hard and aching, throbbing for his own release, he didn’t rush.
He teased and tortured her. His fingers slid easily through her folds. She was so wet for him, so ready, but he didn’t budge from his mission to drive her crazy. He continued to play with her nipples as he slid two fingers inside her, swiping over her clit and making her arch off the bed.
“Oh, God, Remy.” She cried out as her eyes squeezed shut and her body shuddered, “I’m too close. I’m going to come.”
“No you’re not. Not yet.” His voice was gruff, rough as he released her breasts, “Your orgasms belong to me too. You don’t come until I say you can.”
Her body shuddered at his possessive tone, “I-I… I don’t think it works like that. Oh God, Remy… please.”
“You’re so goddamn tight.” He groaned as he pressed another finger into her.
“Feels… good. Too… good.” She struggled to breathe.
“Gonna feel even better when I get inside you.”
“Yes. Please. Please, Remy. I need you.”
She needed him inside her so badly she couldn’t even retain another thought. She needed Remy to join them, bind them together, once and for all. She needed to feel him inside her and she needed it now.
He pulled back and she whimpered at the empty feeling inside of her when his fingers slipped from her body. A cold chill washed over her and her panic got the better of her. Her nails dug into his biceps and she whimpered, trying to hold him close.
Remy stilled instantly, “Condoms are in the bathroom, love. I gotta go get one.”
“No. Don’t leave me.”
