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His hands are on me again, sliding under my sweater, his rough palms gliding over my bare skin, making me gasp. Thick fingers pinching my hard nipples over the lace of my bra. His mouth moves down to my neck, kissing, biting, while his hands finally slip lower, under the waistband of my jeans.
* * *
Rayne
She’s trembling in my arms, her breaths coming in short gasps as I kiss my way down her neck. My fingers find the button of her jeans, and I pop it open, my hand sliding inside, finding her slick and ready for me.
“Fuck, Billie,” I mutter against her skin, my fingers sliding through her folds, making her moan. “You’re so fucking wet.”
She gasps, her hands gripping my shoulders as I finger her pussy, her body arching into me.
“Rayne…” she breathes, her voice shaky.
I push my fingers lower, deeper inside her, and she’s so tight, so fucking perfect, that I nearly lose it right then and there.
“God, I love how you feel,” I growl, my lips brushing her ear.
She’s gasping now, her nails digging into my fabric of my shirt, marking my skin as I fuck her with my hand, her juices soaking my palm.
“Come for me, Billie,” I mutter, my thumb circling her clit. “Let me feel you come.”
And she does. Her body tenses, her pussy clenching around my fingers as she comes hard, a low moan escaping her lips.
* * *
Billie
I can’t even breathe. Rayne’s working me like I’m the only thing that matters, and when I finally come, it’s like the world shatters around me. My body convulses, my hips grinding against his hand, and all I can think is how badly I want him. All of him.
But he doesn’t stop.
Before I can even catch my breath, he pulls his hand from my jeans, lifts me into his arms, and kisses me again, hard and demanding. His tongue pushes past my lips, his grip on my ass tightening as he presses me harder against the tree.
“You’re fucking mine,” he growls against my lips, his voice thick with possession.
I pull him closer, feeling his cock twitch against me. I can’t fucking wait.
Chapter 10
Billie
Today we’re working the Fall Festival again, but this time, things feel different. Maybe it’s the crispness in the air, or maybe it’s because Rayne and I aren’t tiptoeing around whatever this thing is between us anymore. I’m standing at our booth, handing out pumpkin spice muffins and apple cider donuts, but all I can think about is how he kissed me last night, the way his hands gripped my ass like he never wanted to let go.
The air smells like cinnamon, nutmeg, and apples, mingling with the faint scent of bonfire smoke drifting from somewhere in the distance. The sun’s setting, casting a golden glow over the festival, and the trees are a mix of fiery oranges, deep reds, and golden yellows. The ground is damp from the rain we got yesterday, and the cool breeze feels perfect against my skin. Fall is all around me, but my mind? It’s all Rayne.
I can’t help it. The way he looks at me, touches me, fucks me with just his hands…
“Your cowboy’s back,” Shay’s voice snaps me out of my thoughts. She’s been keeping tabs on my mental spiral all day, watching me like a hawk.
I look up and, sure enough, there he is. Rayne Miller, walkingthrough the festival crowd like he owns the place, his dark jeans hugging those thick thighs, his flannel shirt rolled up at the elbows, showing off those strong forearms I can’t help but drool over.
I swallow hard, my body already reacting to his presence before he even says a word. He stops in front of the booth, his eyes locked on mine, and I can feel the heat between us even with the cool breeze swirling around.
“Anything I can help with?” His voice is low and rough, like always, and it sends a shiver down my spine.
I grin, wiping my hands on my apron. “You here to work or just distract me?”
Rayne’s lips twitch into the faintest smile, and he leans against the booth, his eyes trailing over me in that way that makes my pulse race. “Can’t it be both?”
