Chapter 27: Chapter 27

Ray fastened his lips on hers, battling with his control. He wanted to take this slow, really really slow. She deserved to be loved and cherished and God knew he wanted to be that man, but with the way he felt, slow was out of the equation. Hard and fast. That was all he could think about. He had to have her, possess her completely, to get rid of the anger he still he felt. It was either this or go in search of Copeland. The latter wouldn't end well. So Alexis would have to do. He only hoped that by the end of this, she would still want him.

Grabbing a handful of her hair, he pulled her head back none too gently, exposing her long neck to him. He kissed, licked, nipped and nibbled on it and when she sagged against him moaning, he wound a hand around her waist to keep her up. He could feel her nipples digging in her chest through the bikini. He remembered what it was like to have those dusty brown pebbles in his mouth, sucking on them until they turned rock hard. He wanted to feel that again, savor it but it would have to wait until later. At that moment he had a one track mind. To bury himself, no, impale himself in her over and over again to make sure she knew who she belonged to. Thinking about her with Copeland had really messed up his mind.

In a way, it was his fault too. Playing this game of cat and mouse with her like teenagers. They were both adults and it was time they started acting like it. He could understand that she was hesitant about him, but he had no doubts about his feelings for her. He'd loved her for as long as he could remember. He knew she was the one for him. It was either her or no one. So why was he allowing other men the chance to hit on her? The gifts she had received had been written Marjorie all over them. He hadn't bought her lie about having other suitors but that didn't mean one of those flowers hadn't come from someone who thought they had a chance with her. Someone like Copeland. God, Just the thought of him made him mad all over again.

Spinning her, so her back was to his front, he pushed her hair aside and growled into her ear. "Take it off"

"Mmmmm?" she hummed rubbing herself against him.

He tightened the arm that was around her waist to keep her still and explained himself. "The swimsuit. Take it off" she wriggled again then brought up her hands. Ray thought she was going to open the zip, or buttons or whatever it was that held it together but at last minute she locked them behind his head, tangling her fingers in hair. Looking at him over his shoulder, she smiled seductively then said "Make me"

Ray wondered if she knew how close he was to losing it. But then again this was Alexis. From the day he'd met her she had pushed his boundaries. Forcing him to talk to her when he wanted to be left alone. Pestering him to be her friend even if he'd made it clear he didn't want to. Daring him every chance she got just to see what his reaction would be. Even after she'd come back from London that day, she had taken the challenge he'd issued her because she was never one to back down. That made him want her more. Placing his hands on her stomach, he smoothed them up, cupping her breasts and using his forefinger to flick her nipples through the material. He knew without a doubt that she hadn't worn anything under that swimsuit. So he brought his hands up to where the material fell on her cleavage, clinging on the succulent flesh, then ripped it all the way down. The rip stopped somewhere between her legs, motivating him to take it off completely.

She gasped. "Do you know how much this cost?"

"I'll fucking buy you the whole store tomorrow," he said caressing her legs from her ankles, upwards to where they met. He ran his palms over her inner thighs and marveled at the heat radiating off from that particular point. He could practically feel her throbbing center but didn't dare touch her. Foreplay would have to wait until later. In fact, everything else was going to wait until later. He searched for a flat surface, like a dining table or somewhere he could bend her over and came up empty. They were in a cottage that had a small living room with an even smaller coffee table that just wouldn't do. The couch it was then. Leading her to it, he bent her over the back so that half her body was on the front and the other half dangling on the back.

"So beautiful" he murmured running a finger down her spine, to the line separating her ass cheeks and continued further, stopping when he came in contact with her clit. He circled it once then removed his finger. Alexis protested, pushing back against him but he stepped back and dropped his pants. He vaguely remembered that he didn't have a condom. "Tell me that you're on the pill or at least you have a condom stashed somewhere"

"Yes to both. There are a few condoms in my toiletry bag courtesy of Marjorie. It's in the bathroom on the sink"

"Why do we need a condom if you're on birth control?"

"Because I don't want to be a teen mom"

His lips thinned to a straight line even though she couldn't see him. "You're not a teenager Alexis"

"Are you going to get that condom or should I take care of myself?" Christ. Why was he arguing with her? His erection was throbbing painfully against his stomach and he was arguing over a condom? Huffing he stepped out of the pants that had pooled at his ankles and went to the bathroom. He opened the small bag thinking that at least they wouldn't run out of protection. Marjorie sure knew how sexually active her friend was judging from the number of condoms he found. Walking back out, he trained his eyes on her center as he tore the paper and sheathed himself. This was one more thing they would have to talk about later. He didn't like having to wear a condom but for now, he'd do it because he needed her.

Pushing her legs further apart she started to say "Be gen...." but he cut her off by burying himself deep inside her. They both let out a long moan each taking a moment to bask in the connection. He'd gone too long without a woman and the one in front him was solely his. He was going to claim her in every way possible so that anyone who saw her knew she was taken. Withdrawing, he thrust into her again, harder this time, embedding his cock all the way to the hilt. Then he took her waist holding on to her because she kept moving but also to remind himself that this was the woman he loved and not some whore he could use and discard later.

Ray maintained a fast pace, driving recklessly into her until he felt her inner walls contracting against him. His movements became short and sloppy seconds before his balls tightened and he felt her climax. A few more thrusts and he let go, emptying himself to the rubber then slumped on top of her.

"Ray" Alexis mumbled after a few minutes.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked moving off her to check for injuries. Her waist was definitely going to bruise and he was about to curse himself when she lifted her head, smiled softly at him and said "That was amazing" he felt his chest expand from her praise. He'd been rough with her and she thought it was amazing? Heavens. Could he love this woman any more? The answer to that question was yes. God yes. Shifting back, he took off the condom and went to dispose of it then came back and chuckled because she hadn't moved an inch.

"Alexis"

"I can't move. I think my whole body has stopped working" shaking his head he lifted her from the sofa and carried her to bed. After tucking her in, he went back to the bathroom, grabbed more condoms then came back and slipped in beside her. She raised her brow at him "Seriously?"

"For later. You'll thank me, baby. Now rest"

"How much time do I have to rest?" She asked turning to lay her head on his chest. Ray ignored the nipples digging in his ribs and pulled her into his embrace, running his fingers through her hair.

"Enough time." she was silent and he thought she'd fallen asleep but then she sighed contently and whispered,

"I think I'm falling in love with you". His heart skipped a few beats, clogging up his throat. By the time he went back to breathing normally, she was already in dreamland.

"I'm already in love with you Princess. And I keep falling deeper every day"

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Alexis came to realizing she was on top of someone. Quickly before she had a mini heart attack, she searched through her brain for yesterday or was it today's events. She'd woken up, had breakfast, then Copeland showed up at her doorstep, Ray.... As she remembered Ray, her body did too and she felt how sore she was. Deliciously sore. Just the thought of him bending her over the couch had her squirming, trying to ease the throb that was starting up between her legs. Now, this was....

"Quit it Alexis" Ray's voice rumbled through the chest her head was on and she lifted her face up to look at him.

"Still grumpy?"

"No. But I've been lying here for the last hour convincing myself that it would be creepy to touch you when you're asleep. Rubbing your breasts against me isn't helping"

"Yeah well, in case you haven't noticed, I'm not sleeping anymore," she said uncurling her body to spread it on top of his. The hard member that dug into her stomach didn't go unnoticed.

"I noticed. But I'm sure you must be sore" even as he said it, his hands were on her ass holding her still so she would stop rubbing herself up and down.

"I am sore. Which means you'll have to be extremely gentle. Can you do that Ray?" that was supposed to be a question but from the way, his eyes sparkled he took it as a challenge. Heaven help her but he was going to make her eat her words. She knew it and she should have been scared but the moisture gathering between her legs indicated how ready she was for whatever torture he was coming up with. If there was anything she'd learned about Ray over the years was that he lived for challenges. She couldn't wait to see how this would end.

Slowly she bent her head and gingerly touched her lips to his. Instead of diving into the kiss like he always did, his lips softened against hers. Sampling, savoring every lick and bite. He was in no way rushing her, making her think that she'd dug her own grave. Judging from how slow and sweet the kiss was, she figured he might actually win this challenge. That did not mean she had no tricks up her sleeve. Just like he'd been exploring and learning her body, she had been doing the same. She knew that every time her hand went anywhere near the skin between his belly button and groin, he tended to freeze, anticipating her next move. So while he was trying to take things slow, she was going to provoke him and test his self-control.

She slipped her hand between them, running her fingers over his lower stomach in a light feathery touch. Every time her hand got anywhere near his erection, he'd buck under, trying to push himself closer to her but he didn't say a word. He had this small smile on his lips that only served to irritate her because he'd stopped kissing her and touching her. It was almost like he'd relinquished all control to her. He was letting her do whatever she wanted. She should have been jumping in joy, except she knew Ray. He was very competitive. Which meant he had a plan and his relaxed demeanor wasn't going to fool her. Not when she could feel him twitching against her stomach. So she changed tactics.

Alexis sat up straddling him then in a calculated move, she placed her core against his shaft and slid along him careful not to take him inside. The organ lay on his stomach, veiny, red and glistening from her juices. It was tempting to move back so she could take him into her mouth but then he smirked reading her mind. "Go on ahead Princess. I won't stop you" then it hit her. He was letting her do whatever she wanted because he had no plans of giving her relief any time soon. She could do that herself but it wasn't the same as when he did it. Abort mission Alexis

"Okay. You win" she conceded hoping he'd give up and give them what they both wanted. But as he shook his head with a triumphant smile, she placed her hands on his stomach, lifted her ass up then had him inside her. Ray spewed a litany of curses sitting up so that they were chest to chest.

"Dammit, Alexis. What happened to not wanting to be a teen mom?"

"I had to improvise. I didn't like the wicked smiles you kept giving me"

"Wicked? I'll show you downright evil baby" he said cinching his arm over her waist. "Ever heard of tantric sex?"

Oh yes, she had. And she had no desire to try it out "Ray...."

"Shh. Trust me, Alexis. I'll make this mind-blowing sweetheart"

"I don't believe you" she murmured. How was he going to make it mind-blowing if he couldn't move?

"You don't have to. You just have to trust me. Promise me you won't move"

"I promise"

"I trust that you never break your promises" sonofabitch. She fell into that one alright.

"Never" and thus began the torture. Since he wasn't wearing a condom, she felt every time he twitched or lengthened inside her. But outside he didn't move. Except for his mouth and hand. He assaulted her neck until she thought she would come from that alone, but every time she was close he'd move back and let her calm down. Her breasts were thoroughly sucked on that they felt tender. As if that wasn't enough, he snaked his hand between them and started on her clit. Her orgasm was so close yet so far. If only he could move once. "Ray" she panted.

"Not yet. Just trust me, baby"

"I can't take it. I.. I... I need to pee" surely he wouldn't risk her peeing all over him.

"Even better"

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah. Hold it for a little bit longer and you'll have an out of this world experience."

"If I do end up peeing on you, don't go blaming me"

He chuckled and continued his ministrations. Half an hour later Alexis saw stars, actual stars when he finally let her come. And when she was done, she passed out.

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