Page 99 of Love Thy Brother
“Then you know I mean what I say. It’s up to you if you want it or not.”
“I want it.” Rubi caught my bottom lip in his teeth, biting down a second before he let go. “Told you already, I wantyou.”
“All of me?”
“Always have.”
We were too riled to have that conversation right now. To have any conversation. Words abandoned me and I kissed him instead, letting my hands roam his heated skin and my body fall into natural alignment with his.
We’d done this before, the wild grind that sent waves of gritty pleasure to my nerves. That arched his back from the floor, despite the jaw-clenching effort he invested in staying still.
We became a mess of groans and sweat. Of dirty words and whispered pleas. And there was something otherworldly about making his big body tremble with need. Feeling his cock throb and leak against me, crying out for the friction I wouldn’t give him for long.
Not in his dick, anyway.
It made the inferno scorching my nerves bearable. Kept my head in the game when the temptation to sink into my own pleasure darkened my vision.
I rolled on a condom and slid a sofa cushion beneath Rubi, raising his pelvis from the floor. His legs lay draped over my hips, chill as could be. But his flushed skin and heaving chest told a story we’d barely begun.
His gaze hooked me in. I slotted us together and sank inside him, friction and tight heat a vice around my windpipe. His easy trust in me the air pocket that kept me alive.
He took all of me with a long, slow sigh, eyes falling closed, until he forced them open and searched me out.
We were millimetres apart, his breath hot on my lips. I leaned down and kissed his neck, biting and sucking, absorbing the answering flex of his body.
Hisdeepgroan.
I rolled my hips. Rubi shivered. I brought my lips back to his and guided them open with my tongue at the same maddening pace I split him open with my cock, the bliss surging in my heart amplified by the love in his eyes.
We weren’tfucking. Somewhere beyond the head-spinning sensation, I knew that. But I couldn’t think about it. I couldn’t think about anything except the surging beat of me inside him while he lay beneath me, as passive and beautiful as I’d demanded.
His massive cock slid against my abdomen, trapped between his belly and mine. I raised my torso to free it and closed my hand around it, squeezing a few pumps, revelling in the sweet tension that flooded him. “You like that?”
Another rough moan rumbled out of him. “I likeyou.”
Good enough for me. I fucked him a little faster, the rhythm of a song we’d grown up with wrapping around us, melting into the cadence of his body and mine. I wanted to watch his dick, his face, his clenched fists above his head, but I couldn’t be everywhere, and his eyes mattered the most.
Rocking into him with more force, I dropped down again, pressing my forehead to his, my breathing heavier with each thrust of my hips. The ascent we couldn’t escape.
A blanket of heat overwhelmed me. I drove hard for three heart-stopping beats, then eased off, nerves blazing, afraid to stop.
Afraid of the end.
“Riv.”
I shut my eyes.
“Riv.”
The fragile plea on his lips ripped me apart. I’d slowed so much I could feel every tremor rocking him. Every jump beneath my own skin.
I opened my eyes. “What is it, boo? What do you need?”
Rubi snatched a chopped breath. “I need to touch you. Please, Riv. I need you.”
It was in me to refuse. Not for the sake of it, but for the sake ofhim. But whatever lesson my fucked-up brain was trying to teach us both ceased to matter when he looked at me the way he was right now.
And fuck if I didn’t need him too.
