My body tenses from the slightly uncomfortable feeling until his pelvis presses against mine and he’s fully inside of me.
I’ve only had sex once, and we were both fumbling teenagers.
Then again, this can’t possibly just be sex.
Falcon pulls back, and when he pushes into me again, his eyes burn on mine, and it feels like the first petals of love blossoming between us.
His fingers on my hip tighten and resting his forehead on mine, his lips part as he begins to move faster. Our bodies rock in perfect sync, our breaths mingling while our eyes silently express everything we feel.
When the overwhelming moment of being with Falcon for the first time fades, it gives me the chance to focus on the physical.
I bring my hands up to his shoulders, and I love the feel of his muscles knotting and loosening under my palms as if their mimicking his heartbeat.
His hard chest and abs glide against my skin, and every time he thrusts inside me, his pelvis rubs against my sensitive nerves, causing pleasure to build in my abdomen until my body quivers like a violin string.
The sound of our skin coming together blends with the rain falling around us, creating a perfect song.
Falcon pushes in harder than before, and it makes me gasp. I shift my left hand to his bicep and bring my right to his neck when he pulls out. I feel his body tensing, and I tilt my hips to meet him as he drives forward.
Our breaths mingle faster, our bodies rushing to connect as deeply as possible. The pleasure starting to course through me is so intense all I can do is dig my nails into Falcon. I squeeze my eyes shut, and grind my teeth when there’s an intense tightening in my abdomen. The feeling is tormenting and incredible at the same time.
“Layla.” My name is a breathless whisper on Falcon’s lips. I open my eyes to which he whispers, “Don’t close them.”
A painful look tightens his features before it changes into the most heartbreaking expression. The drops dripping from his face could be tears for all I know.
Falcon’s movements change from fast and powerful to remaining sheathed inside me as he crushes his pelvis against mine. My breaths falter for a moment then a moan slips over my lips, and my body shudders as an incredible sensation surges through me.
Through my orgasm, I see wonder darkening Falcon’s eyes, intensifying the moment. His body jerks against mine, and he begins to thrust into me again. His movements speed up, each time driving him deeper until he tenses. The arm bracing him gives way, and he slumps down on me. Burying his face in my neck, he continues to shudder as he empties himself in me.
His breaths explode over my skin and turning my head to him, I press a kiss to his hair. I bring my hands to his jaw and lift his face so I can press a kiss to his forehead, then the tip of his nose, and finally to his parted lips.
Finding his strength again, he pushes his chest off mine and loosens his hold on my hip. He trails his fingers up my side and cupping my breast, he lowers his head until he presses a kiss above my nipple.
He drops kisses on my skin, working his way to my neck and over my jaw. His eyes find mine, and he whispers, “I’d give everything I have to be able to stay inside of you.”
I smile at him. “I’ve never thought about taking in a permanent resident.” My smile quickly turns to embarrassment, and I begin to ramble, “Crap, I sound like a hoe. I didn’t mean it that way.” When I see that Falcon is struggling not to laugh, I add, “Trust me to ruin a romantic moment.”
He shakes his head and smiles wide. “No, your rambling makes it perfect.”After the rain stopped, I scattered our wet clothes over the roof. While I was hiding under a wet blanket, Falcon snuck down to his suite to get us dry clothes. His sweat pants are way too big, and I’m drowning in his shirt, but it works for now.
Sitting between Falcon’s legs, I lean back against his chest. His chin is resting on my shoulder, and his arms are wrapped around me as we look at the distant hills and valleys.
This is perfect.
I look up at the parting clouds, and when the sun breaks through, I point a finger at the sky where a faint rainbow just formed. “Look.”
We stare at it, and then Falcon whispers, “That’s exactly how I would explain the past couple of weeks of my life.”
“A rainbow?”
He shakes his head. “First, the clouds and then the rainbow.”
Turning my head, I grin at him. Wrapping my arms over his, I link our fingers.