Forever Too Far (Too Far, #3)(31)

“Take it off,” he said, looking pointedly down at my sundress.

I reached for the hem and pulled it over my head before tossing it to the side of the mattress. I hadn’t bothered with a bra but I was wearing panties. His eyes flared with heat as he gazed at my breasts. I loved knowing that the sight of my swollen stomach didn’t make him want me any less. If anything he was even more attracted to me.

He pulled his shirt off then crawled over to kneel in front of me. His large hands cupped my breasts and he teased my nipples causing me to moan and press myself further into his hands. He let his hands move south until he was covering my stomach with both of his hands and gently caressing me. “Mine,” he said simply with wonder and awe in his voice.

Then his hand slipped down between my legs and into the panties I was still wearing. He found out just exactly how turned on I was. “Mmmm, my sweet Blaire needs me. I like that. I f*cking love it,” he groaned and laid me back on the mattress before pulling my panties off. He ran his thumb over the pad of my feet then wrapped a hand around each of my ankles and pulled them over his shoulders.

“Rush.” I tried to stop him before he started just because I wanted him inside me. But his tongue flicked out over my folds and licked all the way up to my clit causing all reasonable thought to fly away. I grabbed handfuls of the sheets and bucked against his face as I cried out his name. I no longer cared who heard me. The smooth metal in his mouth teased my clit relentlessly as he ran it back and forth over my swollen sex.

“So damn sweet,” he murmured against me and I fell apart. My body convulsed and I was sure I screamed his name loud enough for our neighbors to hear. When I managed to get my eyes open again he was naked and moving up between my legs.

I lifted to meet his thrust and loved watching his face contort with pleasure as he whispered my name this time.

Rush reached down and pulled my hips up to meet his thrusts as he slid in and out of me in a steady rhythm. I felt the pleasure building and I became more frantic to feel it again. I began lifting my hips higher as I grabbed his arms to pull myself up faster.

Rush stopped and eased me back, slowing the pace as he moved over me. His mouth covered mine and he began kissing me as if he had all the time in the world when in reality I was a few thrusts away from another orgasm. His tongue ran across mine, tangling with it and then licking at my lips before pressing chaste kisses on the corners of my mouth and then sucking on my top lip. “Don’t leave me again. I can’t lose you,” he pleaded.

His hips moved and pressed into me deep one more time as he let out a groan. I went flying apart, clinging to him and promising him anything he wanted. His cry of release sent me off again.

When I finally managed to breathe Rush was cuddling me into his arms and tucking his head into the crook of my neck. His warm breath tickled and soothed me at the same time.

“Love you. So f*cking much,” he said in a husky whisper.

“I love you too. So f*cking much,” I replied with a happy smile.

He chuckled but didn’t look at me. He kept his face buried against me. “I’m gonna need you again. I’m sorry,” he said.

Confused, I frowned and pulled back so I could see his face. “Why are you sorry?”

“Because I may be insatiable tonight. It’s been a long twenty-four hours.”

“You mean you want more, now?” I asked

Rush slipped his hands between my legs. “Yeah, baby, I do.”

***

Rush was asleep when I heard my dad enter the boat. I was thankful he’d missed out on all the action. Rush had finally fallen asleep from exhaustion. I was completely satisfied though. I’d fought off sleep because I wanted to wait for my dad to come back home. I reached for my sundress and eased out of Rush’s arms then slipped it over my head. I needed to go tell him about Rush being here. I hadn’t told him much of anything so he needed some explanation.

Unlocking the door, I glanced back at Rush who was still sleeping peacefully. Easing off the bed and out of the room I tiptoed up the stairs. Dad was sitting at the kitchen table fixing himself a glass of milk. He glanced over at me and smiled.

“Didn’t mean to wake you,” he said.

“You didn’t. I was awake,” I replied. I nodded toward the front of the boat, outside where our voice wouldn’t carry downstairs as loudly. “Can we talk?”

Dad looked toward the stairs and frowned then nodded and stood up to walk back outside of the cabin.

I closed the cabin door to muffle anything we said before turning to look at my dad. “Rush is here,” I explained. “He’s sleeping.”

Understanding dawned on my dad’s face and he nodded. “Good. Glad the boy was smart enough to come get you.”

He liked Rush. He’d thrown me in front of Rush to begin with. I was glad he approved. That made things so much easier. I wanted to keep a relationship with my dad and Rush hadn’t been a fan of him for a long time.

“I left because of his family. Nan mostly. She’s... too much sometimes.”

“She’s a nightmare. She isn’t my daughter; you can be blunt. I spent enough time with her to know she’s in need of some serious attention from a father.”

I nodded and sat down on the bench seat along the side of the boat then tucked my legs underneath me. “I don’t want to hate her because Rush loves her. It’s hard though. She’s determined to take him away from me. Sometimes I think she just might win.”