Rainbows Ever After (Rainbows 1.50)

“I am.”

“You said yes.”

“I did.”

“You love me.”

“I do.”

“How can I not stare at you like this?” he said softly, resting his forehead against mine. “This is my how-the-hell-did-I-get-so-lucky-to-get-everything-I-ever-wanted stare?”

Taking his hand, I led him to the bed, pushed him onto his back, and straddled his waist. He sat up on his elbows, his brows raised, grinning at me. Staring down at him, I softly brushed my thumb across his bottom lip, before running my finger down the center of his chest, around his pecs, and down to his abs. He closed his eyes, his breathing slowed, and he relaxed under me. Leaning over, I kissed him. He opened his mouth, but I just kissed the side, then his chin, his light stubble not at all bothering me; in fact, it turned me on more. Kissing my way to his ear, I gently bit his earlobe.

I wanted to tell him just how much I loved him too. The words couldn’t come, so I just kept kissing him. Kissing down his neck.

“Ah…” he moaned, holding my waist, which only made it easier for me to grind myself on him.

Sitting up, I reached behind my back to undo my bra hooks and threw it to the side. The moment he saw my breasts, he reached for them, his cold hands making me jump. He squeezed, sitting up, running his thumb over my nipple before taking it into his mouth. His arm wrapped around my waist as he kissed and sucked on me.

“Oh…” I licked my lips, trying to focus, but he was relentless, alternating from one breast to the other his tongue running over my nipple over and over again before he took me into his mouth.

I felt myself getting hotter as he got harder beneath me. Putting my hands on his shoulders, I pushed him onto his back again. He exhaled deeply from his nose, frustrated, lust blazing in his green eyes.

With my face just above his, I grabbed his chin and said, “Behave, Mr. Black.”

He extended just enough to kiss my lips. “Make me, Future Mrs. Black.”

When he got like this, nothing but a rough fuck could calm him back down. Reaching into his pajamas, I grabbed hold of his hot cock and squeezed. He bared his teeth, jerking forward in my hands.

“You play dirty.”

“You’re the one who taught me how,” I reminded him, kissing his chin as I stroked him. My bare breasts pressed against his chest. His head bent back, allowing me to continue where I’d originally left off—his neck—sucking until a small, red mark appeared.

“Baby…” He exhaled, his mouth open. “I have … court … in the morning.”

“So?” I squeezed his cock, sucking and licking and kissing his neck again.

“I can’t … I can’t … I can’t have hickies…”

“Thank God for scarves.”

“It’s … May.”

“Poor you.” I smirked and ran my tongue down his chest, then bit him.

“Damn you!” he cried out.

“No, baby,” I said softly, sliding down to kiss his abs until I got to the waistband of his pajama pants. “Is that any way to talk to the mother of your child?” His dick was so hard, it stood proudly when I pulled it from inside his pants.

Licking the tip of him before sliding my tongue down him until I’d gotten to his balls, wanting to take them into my mouth when he grabbed on to my head and pulled me up and then flipped me over. He pinned my hands over my head.

“You shouldn’t have said that last part,” he whispered, his eyes on my lips. “You had your fun … now I’m going to have mine.”

He stood up. Taking off his bottoms, he walked to the dresser, as my heart thumped against my chest. When he came back, his cock was pointed directly at me, and he flipped the top of the oil with his thumb.

“Turn over,” he demanded, but I couldn’t. I didn’t want to look away from him. He was giving me chills. “Now, Thea.”

Doing as commanded, I turned on to my stomach, feeling the bed shift when he got back on. He gently he took my hair and pulled it into a ponytail, brushing his fingers over my shoulder.