The drive is much too long. Once we reach her apartment, I can barely wait to close the door before I’m devouring her again. Her passion is intoxicating, and desire is like a raging fire inside me. I barely notice anything around us as she leads the way to her bedroom. I just want to peel off her clothes and renew my acquaintance with her beautiful body.
She has the same idea. Inside her bedroom, she hurriedly does away with my pants and briefs then gets on her knees and takes me in her mouth.
Oh God!
I can’t take it. “Fuck, Rachel. I need to be inside you right now.”
Pulling her to her feet, I carry her to the bed, laying her gently on the soft mattress. Her skirt is in the way, so I push it up around her waist then tug down her lacy panties, tossing them on the floor. I position myself between her legs, kissing her lips as I enter her.
She’s crying out and saying my name, and it’s the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard. It feels incredible to be making love to her again, to feel her body spasm around me. Her breasts graze my chest and her nails scratch my back. She wraps her legs around me, pulling me deeper, and the air leaves my chest in a groan.
I never want to stop.
When she comes, it feels like an earthquake, the way her body shatters. I gather her up in my arms, rising to my knees. Her legs are still around my waist and she braces her arms around my neck. With my arms around her, I keep going, fucking her even as the pulses of her climax continue. She cries out my name, over and over, her eyes closed, her body totally mine. I seize her lips in a deep kiss, swallowing her scream as she comes one more time and I spill myself deep inside her.
Chapter 15
“Is she your girlfriend now?”
I left a message for Aidan earlier, and surprisingly, given how frantic it must be at the theater, he called me back.
“I wouldn’t say it’s as defined as that,” I reply.
“She sounds fun,” he says. “I think I like her already from what you’ve told me.”
I chuckle. That would be a new one. Aidan has never liked any girl I introduced to him. “How’s it going over there?”
He groans. “Madhouse.”
“Don’t worry. Everything will come out great.”
“I know,” he says quietly. “See you later.”
I try not to worry about him as evening nears. Maybe now it’s time for me to be responsible for myself, he said back at his cabin, but old habits take a long time to die.
Is she your girlfriend now?
I take a deep breath. That’s not a word that has played a significant part in my life. I’ve never considered a long-term commitment to any woman, and my short-term affairs have always been devoid of any emotional elements.
It’s different with Rachel, but I’m at a loss as to how to define what we have at this point.
It’s definitely more than a temporary arrangement for meaningless sex.
We’re together. We’re exclusive.
I want all of her.
And I’m ready to give her…what exactly?
My tortuous memories? My pain? The emptiness of my life colored with little spots of great sex?
Don’t overthink it, Landon.
When I go to pick Rachel up, Brett opens the door for me. His grin is friendly. “Hey man.” He steps back to let me in. “How’s it going?”
“Okay.”
“Rachel’s getting ready,” he offers, going back to the couch where Laurie is waiting and peering at me with a suspicious expression that’s almost comical. She’s one moment away from deposing me, obviously.