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“Rae. Holy shit. Rae. I’m so close. I just—Rae. I need—”

“Oh, yes!”

My back arched and I fell over the edge. My back locked out and my jaw unhinged as unearthly sounds left my lips. He pounded relentlessly into me, snapping his hips against mine. The sounds of skin slapping skin filled my living room, drowning out the rest of the world around us. I felt him pulse once. Twice. Three times, before it happened.

He collapsed against me, our bodies spent against one another as evidence of our debauchery pooled between my legs. And as I laid there, watching the ceiling twist and turn, it became official.

Clint didn’t know it yet, but I’d officially made love to him.

Because there was no other boy in this world for me, if not him.

28

Clinton

I collapsed

against her, completely spent as my body unleashed inside hers. I had no more strength left in me. After physical therapy. After recuperation. After fighting for weeks against my own body, it had finally worked in my favor. I promised myself that when I was finally strong again, I’d pick her up. Take her the way she deserved, and make love to her in ways she’d never experienced before.

Because, unbeknownst to her, I was making love to her.

I wonder if she feels the same way.

My face fell to the crook of her neck. Her arms wrapped sloppily around me as her pulsing pushed me out of her body. I lay there between her legs, soaking her in and memorizing everything about her. From the way her breasts felt against my chest to the way her heat cloaked my pelvis. The way my back burned with her raking nail marks and the way that sensation made me smile.

Even the way she clung to my hair. It made me want to keep growing it out. Because if that was something she liked, I sure as hell wasn’t taking it from her.

She sighed. “Got a movie in mind you wanna watch?”

I snickered. “Pretty sure we just created our own.”

“This is the part where I’d swat at you if I wasn’t so drained.”

“And that’s the part where I’d catch your hand if you actually had the energy.”

“I blame you for taking that energy away.”

I grinned. “I’ll gladly take that blame any day.”

I kissed her skin as the two of us recuperated. Then, reluctantly, I peeled myself away from her body. I didn’t know how long her mother would be gone. And the last thing I wanted us to do was get caught butt-ass naked on her mother’s fucking couch. I chuckled as I slipped onto the floor, falling against my back. Rae giggled as she rolled off, softly falling into my arms.

“Come here, beautiful.”

She kissed my shoulder. “I love it when you call me that.”

She fell off to my side, her leg tossed between mine. Her arm lazily sat around my waist and I felt her cheek pressed against my arm. Finally, for the first time in weeks, I could hold her like I wanted. Without pain. Without fear. And without needing to shift. I slid my fingers through her hair, working out the knots we’d already created. I stared at the ceiling, keeping an ear out for any cars coming down the road.

And as Rae pulled a blanket over us, she gazed up into my face.

“What are you thinking about?”

Her voice snapped me from my trance. “What was that?”

“You had something on your mind. What were you thinking about?”

I paused. Mostly, because I wasn't sure if I should tell her. I mean, it wasn’t really a good topic of conversation after what we’d just done. But, now that I didn’t have physical therapy and rehabilitation occupying my mind, I found other things occupying it.

“You know you can tell me, Clint.”

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