“Say it.”

But then she turns the tables on me, because this is Ray we’re talking about. Always catching me off guard, making me hurt so good.

“I want you,” she whispers. “You, Storm.”

Shit, this wasn’t how it was supposed to go down. It’s her walls I’m trying to tear down. Not let her pull down mine.

You have me, Ray.

Suddenly, I can’t stand teasing her anymore. Can’t stand holding back and having any damn barrier left between our bodies. Frantic, I sit back and unbutton my pants, push them down and off me together with my briefs. I wrestle with my shoes and socks, and finally, mercifully everything is off.

My clothes drop to the floor, and I turn back to her, leaning over her. She’s so damn pretty. I wanted to eat up her pussy, then have her ride me again, but my balls are drawn up tight and my cock is so hard it hurts. The pressure is cranked up so high I might come before I even enter her.

No fucking way that’s happening. I’m gonna just—

She slips her arms around my neck, brushes her lips over mine and cants her hips upward, sliding against my thighs. One leg curls around my hip, the heel of her shoe driving into my muscle, a slight sting—and the head of my dick slips between her warm folds, swallowed into heat. A velvet vice, tightening around my cock, and the world around me fades.

It’s me and her, my body fitting into her body, our mouths coming together, crushing and melding and tasting. It feels so good. Mind-blowing. I’m doing this to prove something to her, but I can’t remember wha

t it was. As I drive deeper into her, and she moans in my mouth, as I thrust faster, the need to come is short-circuiting my brain.

Shit. This is insane. Never felt so good before. Never—

“God.” Her body arches into mine, her hard nipples pushing into my chest, and she ripples around my dick. She cries out, her hips rolling, and my whole body goes taut and tight.

“Fuck. Oh fuck.” A tiny part of my brain that’s still working rings the alarm. No condom. Fuck, no condom, no wonder it feels so good. “Goddammit.”

In the last second, I pull out of her, in one long drag that has me groaning and clenching my jaw so hard it creaks. Then everything goes white. My dick jerks, and I come like a goddamn fountain, my spunk splashing her breasts and belly, her shoulders and the covers.

Christ. Fuck. God.

I shake my head slowly from side to side, my vision hazy. She smiles up at me, her eyes bright, and I find myself smiling back.

Whoa.

How can sex with this girl get better every time? And even worse, why do I want to take her in my arms afterward and sleep with her taste in my mouth and her face pressed to my chest? It makes no sense at all.

But God, I want it. I want her like I never wanted anyone or anything before in my life. The realization is a punch to the gut, and I stare at her, frozen. I don’t just want her, dammit. It’s more than that, it’s—

The world goes bang.

Things rattle, the walls tremble, and something slams into my back. I drop on top of Ray to protect her from whatever the hell life has thrown our way this time as water sprays down on us from the sprinklers that just kicked in.

Fucking figures.

Just when I thought I was about to understand this mess.

***

“Storm. Storm!” She’s shaking me by the shoulders, her voice rising into a panicky pitch. “You okay?”

“Yeah.” I blink and lift my head, then try a push-up, since I’m crushing her to the mattress. My ears are ringing. What the hell just happened? “You?”

Her hands lift to my face and rest on my cheeks, warm and small and light. “Fine.”

Ungluing myself from her pretty body, my cooling cum smeared between us, I sit up. My back stings as I shift to take stock of her. No missing limbs. No blood and gore. Her creamy skin looks unblemished.

But the ringing in my ears only grows louder, and the room dims again.

Tags: Jo Raven Sex and Bullets Romance
Source: readsnovelonline.net