"I should have told you in a clearer way before I ever brought you home but I couldn't take the chance that you would go with your friend and her boyfriend." He looks at me with such an intense stare that I feel like squirming under his gaze. I start rubbing my hand up and down his arm to try to offer him some comfort because he seems like what he's telling me is almost an admission of something - like he's guilty. "I had no intention of letting you leave my home once I got you in it."
If it were anyone else saying it that would be a scary statement and would totally make me run for my life. Somehow though, Rayne doesn't make it scary at all. I want to sooth him, to tell him it's alright.
"Rayne, you would never do anything to hurt me. I know that."
"No! God no! I would die before I hurt you but that doesn't mean I'm not going to eventually piss you off with the lengths I go to, to keep you."
"I...," I look down and he touches my face under my chin to bring my eyes back to his, "I kind of like that. It makes me feel like...you care about me."
"Honey, I do a lot more than just care about you. I love you."
His words make me shake my head. I don't want to believe what he's telling me. It's too early. We haven't known each other long enough for that. We...
"I have no intention of letting you go. I plan to keep you. I plan to put a ring on your finger and make you my wife and one day I plan to start our family together. I never would have brought you to my house if I wasn't already sure I was in love with you."
Something bumps the back of my knees and I realize Rayne's been walking us back to the bedroom this entire time. Ever since he confessed he loves me.
"Rayne, don't you think it's too soon?"
"No. I don't think it's too soon. It feels like I've been waiting for you all my life."
Damn! That's a good answer. Rayne gives the best answers ever.
"I know this scares the hell out of you and that's alright but I had to tell you where this is going, where I want it to go for me."
He gives me a little push and I fall back on the bed. He follows me down until both of us are stretched out on top of the bed. I whisper. I can't say it any louder because I'm too afraid. "I want that too."
His lips land on mine and he takes away my fears with his kisses. We spend long moments just exploring each other's mouths but it doesn't stay so unhurried and relaxed. Over time the kisses become hungry and demanding. From both of us.
He starts undoing the buttons on my blouse as I tug and pull at his tee-shirt. When both of us have our tops off he finally pulls back from the kiss to look down at my breasts trying to spill from my bra. Their heavy and feel full and flushed, the nipples distended to painful points like they are reaching for him. He unhooks the clasp at my back and pulls the lace cups down slowly. He's acting like he's opening a present when he does it. For the first time, I feel cherished.
His knuckles brush against my hardened nipples and it makes me gasp for air. My hand comes up to his wrist. Not so much to stop him. It's just reflex. "I'll go slow, Bunny."
"I know. I know you will." I lean up and kiss him showing him that I trust him.
There are a thousand things I should ask him. How does he know what he feels for me is real? How can he be sure about any of this? But all I want to do is lose myself in him. My hands dig into his hair to hold him close as his head dips down and his mouth covers my waiting flesh. I cry out as warmth surrounds my aching nipple.
His tongue laves me, offering solace with a kiss but also heightening my arousal. His other hand comes up to toy with the expectant nub there and causes me to squirm beneath him. My legs come up and wrap around him pressing myself close to him. He groans around my nipple.
"Mmm, you have to be a good girl, Bunny or this is going to be over before it starts."
I squirm again. "I can't help it, Rayne. It...it feels so good."
"Fuck," he pulls away from me and takes me by surprise. His hands wrap in the satin of my panties and rip them from me. "I have to make you cum."
He pulls my legs apart and flops out on his belly. His mouth comes over my pussy and he eats me until I yell out, his tongue on my clit too much to try to hold back my climax. He rubs his face in the slickness I just produced like he is wallowing in his triumph over my body. Before I can catch my breath he's slipping a finger inside of me and licking up what I gave him. He wants more from me. I'm not sure how a person can be both gentle and demanding at the same time but Rayne does it.
His finger inside of me causes my body to start building the tension I've come to know so well once again. Only Rayne can make me feel like this. Only he can give me what I need. He flips me over so fast I can't understand what he's doing until he slides his head between my legs and pulls me down on top of him.
The change in the position causes me to be spread wider. Rayne doesn't take the opportunity for granted either, pushing his face into me and setting his tongue loose until I'm quivering over him and having to grab the headboard to keep myself upright. His hands come up to toy with my aching breasts, plucking and gently tugging on the hard nipples. This time when I go over the edge I have one hand buried in his hair and another wringing the metal until I'm sure I'm going to leave indentions on the spindle.
It comes quick. Lifting me up and causing me to gasp out as my body falls into climax. My thighs shake around his head but his tongue never stops licking me. I'm about to slouch off to the side when he has me flipped over again. This time his knees do the spreading when my thighs open. He lines us up, his cock nudging against my waiting entrance. He comes closer to me so that he can brush the hair sticking to my cheeks and forehead back and drops kisses on my face and mouth before taking my lips in a deep kiss.
I can taste myself on him. It should shock me, maybe even repel me a little bit but it only excites me more knowing that he wants me this much, that he likes what I taste like and can't get enough. His kiss takes away some of the sting that comes with his entrance but not all of it. This time when I gasp it's to take his air from him as pain lances through me quickly at his thick cock's entrance.
He pulls back a little so he can whisper against my mouth, "It's all over now, Bunny. It'll only ever feel good after this. I promise. I love you."
"I...love you too." It doesn't hurt so much as he stretches me too wide I think. It's more of an ache than pain if that makes any sense.