PASSIONATE

He starts fucking me incredibly faster, and I do yell, his name, curses, and eventually for mercy, because it feels like my body cannot take another second. He still fucks me anyway, his cock and finger filling me, making me gasp and moan until he's suddenly slipping both out of me. His hand releases my throat, and I instantly feel so empty, so in need of his touch again. But I stay bent over, my legs trembling, chest heaving, arms too shaky to lift myself. I don't even know how I held myself up all this time now that I'm noticing how weak they feel.

"You had me in your pussy. Now come take me in your mouth."

I look over my shoulder, into the bedroom I haven't seen yet, and find Rain sitting in the bed, back against the headboard, hand stroking his cock. Waiting for me. I raise, taking a needed deep breath as I turn around. Rain licks his lips while I walk over to him. When I reach the side of the bed, I begin to climb on, but his hand on my arm stops me. Eyes locked on mine, he leans forward and extends his hand to slide two fingers through my pussy. I shudder when they touch my overly sensitive clit. His fingers leave me, and as he sits back, his hand goes to his cock. I watch as he wipes my cum and wetness all over himself. Why does it turn me on so much to know I'll be tasting myself on him?

"Suck my cock like you want every drop of my cum down your throat."

I swallow, climbing onto the bed, over his legs to settle between his thighs. God, his cock is beautiful. Heat rushes through me just remembering the way his cock made my jaw ache last time I had him in my mouth. Bracing my hands on his thighs, I lean forward and lick around the tip. His low groan meets my ears as I go lower, getting the first taste of myself. I moan around him and feel his thighs twitch under my hands. I run the tip of my tongue up the underside of his cock as I raise my head, then slowly swipe it from side to side as I lower again. I speed up, bobbing my head on him, then slow down to circle my tongue around the tip a few times.

"Yeah. Work that tongue on me like my good whore."

I suck harder, flicking my tongue against where the vein on his cock meets his tip once I realize each time I do it makes him jump in my mouth.

"Shit, Katy."

I smile around him, loving how close to the edge I can feel he is.

"Are you smiling on me? Your mouth must not be full enough, then."

His hand is in my hair the next second, pushing my head down until his cock is so far in my mouth that I feel like I can't breathe.

"There we go. Now your mouth is full of my cock. Swallow it."

I do. I swallow, and feel my throat constrict around the tip of his cock.

"Yes." He groans low and long.

Tears come to my eyes, my throat screams for mercy, but God, I love it all. His hand holding my hair so roughly, it hurts. His cock sliding in and out of my mouth. Every single time his cock hits the back of my throat, he makes me take more.

"I'm about to come." He pants, his hand twisting my hair in his grip, moving my head up and down quicker on him. "Don't you dare let a single drop out of your mouth."

I moan at his words, and with one final thrust into my mouth, his body arching with how hard he drives into me, he comes.

"Take it," he demands gruffly. "Take my cum. Let it slide down your throat."

The taste of him, mixed with me, fills my mouth. It's too much, his cock and his cum filling my mouth, but I only want more. More of the look on Rain's face as I stare up at him. More of the muscles in his thighs bunched beneath my tightly gripping hands. More of feeling like Rain is under my control right now. I slide off of Rain, and he hisses, chest heaving with a deep breath as his eyes follow me sitting up.

I swallow and then lick my lips. He smirks at me.

"Not a single drop?" he asks, his voice low.

"Not a single drop."

"Come here."

He opens his arms, and I crawl up his body into them. His hand goes under my chin, bringing my face to his so he can kiss me. My eyes close as I notice the difference in this kiss. This time, his tongue is slow, giving lazy strokes against mine as his other hand travels up my body, over my belly button, between my breasts, to my throat, then meeting the other hand so they both encase the bottom of my face. He pulls back and my eyes drift open, and I still at what I see staring back at me. Want, need, longing. But not for anything sexual. Just... for me. Is it my imagination? Am I only seeing what I want to be there because of all the emotions rushing through me right now? He swallows, and his gaze shifts to nervousness, so much so that it makes me furrow my brows.And then he looks away before he begins moving us until we’re lying down and my head is against his chest.

What is going on? Is he staying? Will this embrace be for just a few seconds, like last time, before he gets up to leave?

"Go to sleep." His words rumble through me, vibrating beneath my ear on his chest.

What. The. Fuck?

But I push the confusion aside. It's easy to when every other part of me is realizing this is exactly what I've been wanting, hoping for. That he would stay. I relax against him, and his head lays against the top of mine.

At some point, I awaken to a dark room. I realize I'm being gently moved off of Rain's body. I pretend I'm still peacefully sleeping, even as my heart breaks a little at him attempting to leave so soundlessly. I peek through my slitted eyes to watch him get his clothes off of the dresser, and damn near laugh when I remember my bag, and my dress, are still on the floor in the hallway. God, I hope someone hasn't picked it up like trash and taken it away.

Once he's dressed, I hurry to close my eyes again when I see him beginning to turn around to look at me. There's silence in the room for a full minute. I count. Then soft footsteps getting closer to me. I struggle not to jump in surprise when his finger comes to my face, brushing my hair off of my cheek. Then his lips are there, kissing my cheek, staying there for a few seconds before they're gone.

It feels like fireworks go off inside of me. Hope, happiness, and excitement flood me. What is going on? He's leaving in the middle of the night but kisses me goodbye before he goes. That look I saw in his eyes earlier. What does all of it mean?

I don't open my eyes until I hear the room door close. Only once I know I'm alone, do I get out of bed, taking the sheet with me to wrap around myself as I head for the room door.

"Thank God." I sigh as I open the door and see my bag still sitting there. I grab it and take it with me to the living room, getting my phone from inside to check the time. Two-thirty a.m. I don't know if it's worse when he leaves right after sex, or when he stays for a little while and then still goes. Maybe the latter, because it gives me hope for something I know I shouldn't be hoping for.

Knowing I won't be able to go back to sleep now, I grab the menu and call the front desk. Unsurprisingly, they have no problem bringing up the freaking three different dinners I order.

I don't order breakfast in the morning, still too full off everything I ordered in the middle of the night. Grabbing the cake I saved for Charlotte, and Lexa this time, I take one more look at the room and leave. If only the thoughts that plagued me while I was in the room could have stayed there. But of course, my stupid heart won't let them.

It's Wednesday, and I still can't get that damn cheek kiss from Rain out of my mind. I can still feel his fingers on my face, and the warmth that spread through me as I stared into his eyes. I hate the confusion but love that I have anything to be confused about. How fucked up is that?

I'm just getting back from the only thing that can take my mind off of Rain, visiting Charlotte, when my phone vibrates. I wait until I'm in the apartment to check it, half-way distracted by trying to find the remote. But when I see it's a text from Rain, I damn near trip on the corner of the couch before quickly sitting down on it while I quickly unlock my phone.

Rain:It would seem I'm unable to get you off of my mind.