He was mindless with pleasure. Every need pushed him to claim her harder. Squeezing her ass tightly, he rubbed his cock against her body, wishing she was naked.
Breaking the kiss, he looked down into her eyes knowing he’d finally crossed that line between them.
“Nothing is going to stop what’s about to happen.”
“I’ve just been on a date with someone else,” she said, pressing a hand to her lips.
“And now it’s my turn to show you why I’ll be so much better for you.”
Chapter Four
What the hell was happening to her? One moment she’d been upset and angry about being part of a bet, and now she was being kissed mindless by a man she’d been developing feelings for a long time now. Her lips felt swollen to the touch. She saw he had a day’s growth on his face as well.
“This is happening,” he said, drawing his shirt up and over his head.
“No, this can’t happen.” There was no fight or conviction to her words. She’d seen him without a shirt on many times before. This was different. They’d kissed, and now he was naked from the waist up. He took hold of her hand and placed it on the center of his chest.
“You can fight me, Rachel. You know as well as I that we’re meant to be doing this. I feel it every time we’re together.”
“What do you feel?” she asked, staring at her hand on his chest.
“The spark. We’ve had it for a long time. Claire knew our spark existed. She’d want this.” His hands went to her dress and began to pull it off her shoulders. Rachel didn’t protest. She should protest. What if he was drunk?
Stop thinking about Claire.
What if he was right? Would her sister really want her to be with her husband? None of it made any sense. Throwing caution to the wind, Rachel, threw herself in his arms. For at least two years she’d been fighting her attraction for Chris. Two years of wanting him and holding herself back had created some pent-up frustration she couldn’t rid herself of.
He picked her up in his arms and started to carry her across the apartment. She slammed her lips down on his. Rachel felt consumed with need to touch him and have him touch her.
“Please,” she said, moaning against his lips.
She didn’t know how he managed to walk her across the apartment as she wasn’t a small girl, but right at that moment, she didn’t care.
Once inside the bedroom, he placed her on her feet, tearing at the dress. She heard the fabric rip and cried out as he did the same with her panties and bra. Nothing was saved as he tore at her clothing until she stood before him naked.
“You’re so fucking sexy.” Hands gripped her hips, tugging her close. She gasped, wrapping her arms around him.
Her breasts smashed against his hard, masculine chest. She couldn’t believe she was naked with him. Chris was older than she was and could have any woman he wanted, yet here he was, wanting her.
He gripped her ass hard, making her yelp. Breaking from him, she watched avidly as he removed his jeans. Chris wasn’t wearing any boxer shorts, and his thick length sprang free. “I’m going to fuck you hard tonight. You won’t be able to walk for the next week.” They both stood naked, facing each other.
With the other men she’d been with, Rachel would usually try to cover up her nakedness. Chris didn’t make her feel like covering up. The heat in his eyes built her confidence along with the evidence of his arousal.
The man before her was not put off by her added weight. She knew she could probably lose a lot of poundage, but the diets were never good. Going to the gym to work out made her feel wrong. She hated it all.
“You’re thinking too hard. Stop thinking. In fact, I forbid you to think about anything but me.” He stepped closer, invading her space once again. His cock bumped her stomach. Chris had to be the longest man she’d ever seen. Licking her lips, she returned her gaze to his.
“That’s right, baby. Look at me, not at the floor or my cock, me.” His grip left her ass to cup her face. “This is where I’m with you.” Chris touched her head. “I’m in here. This has always been coming.”
He leaned in close, and she scented the coffee on his breath. Had he been waiting up for her?
His breath fanned her face. She let out a moan, wanting him to break the small gap between them and take her lips. Rachel wanted him to take from her. He was so much bigger than she was. The muscles in his arms were huge.
The time he spent at the gym was well worth it.
“No closing your eyes,” he said.
Lips touched her. His lips were gentle at first, soothing almost with how light he was being. Fingers caressed her cheek falling down to cup her neck and tilt her head back. Her body felt sensitive as if her skin was not her own. Chris was the one in control of her body, not her. He knew how to work her into a frenzy, and he was only just kissing her.