Rainbows Ever After (Rainbows 1.50)

“So selfish,” I whispered, wrapping my arms around her. My lips right beside her ear as I reminded her, “I built us a tree house.”

No, this was more than a tree house. It was too luxurious for that. It was made of wood, of course, but had large windows, facing the sun. She broke out of my arms and rushed up the spiral staircase, up the base of the tree, until she got to the deck. I followed. It honestly was much better than I’d expected. It wasn’t massive, but it wasn’t meant to be; it was meant to be our getaway. The wooden canopy bed the focal point in front of the windows, beside it on the right, a hand carved table for two, with a small fridge in the corner, to the left a standing shower beside the hot tub. Outside was a deck a rope woven hanging bench, and my old guitar resting beside it.

“Like it?” I asked, knowing already that she would.

“Of course. But, you know, a simple birthday dinner at a restaurant would have worked too.” She turned back around to face me, and the look in her brown eyes … that was far more beautiful than anything else in here … anywhere.

“True.” I grinned. “But that would have required clothes.”

“Yes.” She reached up and pulled off my hat. “The last thing I want between us now is clothes.”

I pressed my thumb against her lips, failing horribly to not be eager. “Forgive me.”

“For?” She kissed my thumb.

“For not being more gentle,” I confessed, leaning to kiss her.

“Who said I wanted gentle?”

The moment the door closed behind us, everything happened far more quickly than I planned. One moment I was on my feet, the next she was pushing me on to the bed. yanking her coat off as well as my own. Her pants and boots came off and she sat right on top of me. Lifting her shirt overhead, I sat up kissing between her breasts as she shoved her hands down my pants. I kissed up her neck as she grinded against me. My hands lifted up her bra, gripping on to her breast.

“Ugh…” We moaned together as her tongue entered my mouth. She allowed me to move my hands between her thighs, and she gasped, breaking away from me.

“Levi.” Her lips parted, her hand on my chest. As I held her in the palm of my hand, I could feel her melting.

“You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted you…” I whispered, taking her nipple between my teeth. How eager I was to fuck her crazily … and make love to her for hours. But a quickie first … just to … just to … ahh fuck…

“Levi … please.” She rocked against my fingers; every time she spoke, it was glorious. I was so hard I could barely think straight, yet seeing her like this, I could handle it. I could keep holding off.

But apparently she couldn’t.

“Thea.” I jumped when she grabbed ahold of me. My head tilted back as she stroked me. She couldn’t do this. I was already on the edge, my vision hazy.

Not like this.

I wanted to be in her when I came. Gripping her waist, her brown eyes met mine, as I slowly lowered her onto me. My mouth dropped open, and my whole body shivered at how she sucked me in, her walls tight around me.

“Fuck.” She hissed, hands were gripping on my shoulder as I slide in and out of her. Sweat coated all of her, and I licked the drop that rolled down her neck.

“I can’t…” she muttered, slamming herself harder against me.

“Jesus,” I moaned, holding on to her as I thrust harder, matching her movements, the whole bed rocking with us. Sweat rolled from my forehead into my eyes, and even as it burned, I couldn’t stop myself from going deeper and harder into her.

“Levi!” She sang out, but I was nowhere near done and letting myself enjoy how her breasts bounced freely as her nails dung into my arms.

Kissing her, biting her lip, squeezing her ass as she rocked from the force of her orgasm … I took pleasure in it all.

“Thea!” I gasped, finally spent, and we both collapsed onto the bed. Her breasts against my chest. My hands on her back. The smell of sex that we both breathed in, breathing each other in.

“Both of us were a little eager.” She giggled on top of me.

Smirking, I ran my hand down her back. “Eager is good.”

“Kinda like the first time we were together?” She rested her head on my chest.

“We need to have sex in our car again,” I said, remembering.

“Not comfortable.” She kissed my chest and frowned. “Only when we’re really desperate.”