She begins to tug at my wet shirt, and I grab hold of the fabric at my neck, yanking it over my head.
Her hands flatten against my chest, and her fingers fan over my skin. “I definitely want the same thing,” she says, nodding as her eyes drink in my chest before sliding down to my abs. “Crap, Falcon. You’re seriously hot, and I don’t mean in an overheating kind of way,” she begins to ramble, making my mouth lift at the corner.
I press a quick kiss to her lips to stop her from continuing with her ramble and to focus on the moment again.
She realizes what she was doing and scrunches her nose, looking adorable. I capture her eyes with mine and move my hand up until I cover her breast. A shiver races through her body and her lashes lower slightly.
I shift down her body and unbutton her jeans. As I pull the wet fabric down her legs, my eyes glide over her body that’s shimmering with raindrops.
It’s a beautiful sight which robs me of my breath. I make quick work of getting my pants off so I can get back to her. I place my hands on the sides of her hips and press a kiss to the skin above her knee. My tongue darts out, and I lick my way up to her panties. She moves her legs, opening them wider, and the only thing I hate about the rain is not knowing whether she’s wet because of me.
I continue kissing my way over her hip and change direction toward her belly button. Taking hold of her panties, I slowly pull them down, and as light brown curls are exposed to me, my mouth begins to water. Growing impatient, and needing her naked, I yank them down her legs, and our eyes meet for the couple of seconds it takes me to remove my boxers and her bra as well.
Her eyes are focused on my face with such intensity while she slides a hand up and down the length of my arm. Her other hand glides over my neck, and a look I’ll never forget settles on her face. The expression is everything I’ve been feeling. Need and longing.
“I want you, too,” she whispers. “I want you so badly, Falcon.”
Closing my mouth over hers, I kiss her until my lips tingle from all the nipping and kneading. Keeping myself braced on my left arm, my right hand slips over her abdomen and down between her legs. When I feel the slickness of her desire for me, blood rushes through my veins, and my body heats to the point where I won’t be surprised if it turns the raindrops into steam.
Placing pressure on the sensitive area above her opening, I draw a moan from her. I press my forehead to hers and when the drops trickle down from my jaw, her tongue darts out, catching them. Her hands move to my back, and they slide down to my flanks where her nails dig into my skin as I enter a finger into her.
Seeing the pleasure bloom on her face and knowing I’m responsible for it, I seriously can’t hold back any longer, but as I position my pelvis against hers, I let out a groan.
“I didn’t bring a condom.” I didn’t think we’d be tearing each other’s clothes off so soon. “I’m clean though. Mandatory checks every six months.”
“When was the last checkup?” she asks, and a slight frown forms on her forehead. “It’s really hard to focus on being a responsible adult while you keep…” I curl my finger inside her, loving how she loses all track of thought. “Ahh… uhm… I had mine done last month.”
“I haven’t been with anyone since the last check,” I admit, then ask, “Are you on the pill?”
She can only nod as I press my palm down on her clit.
“You okay with me being bare?” I pull my finger out and taking hold of my cock, I rub it up and down her slickness and fuck it feels so damn good, making pleasure shudder through my body.
She nods faster, her nails digging deeper into my back.
I align the head of my cock with her opening and take hold of her hip.
Another moment.
I let my eyes glide over her flushed face then press a kiss to her forehead.
Thank you for giving me this, Layla.
I press another kiss to the tip of her nose, and a soft smile plays around her lips.
Thank you for barging into my life and forcing me to see you.
I press a quick kiss to her lips, then lock my eyes on hers.
Thank you for seeing me and not everything I have.
Slowly, I push inside of her.Chapter 17LaylaThe expression on Falcon’s face as he enters me will forever be one of my most treasured memories.