Page 67 of Rescuing Mia
His touch is electric, sending shivers down my spine and awakening every sense within me. Our bodies mold together in a perfect fit, every curve and line aligning as if they were made for one another. The world around us fades away, leaving only the two of us standing on the precipice of something wild and untamed.
I press my body closer to his, feeling the hard planes of his chest beneath my fingertips. His hands roam over my body, tracing every dip and curve with a reverence that leaves me breathless. The heat between us builds with each passing second, drawing us inexorably closer to the edge of reason.
And then, as if unable to resist any longer, our lips part for a brief moment before crashing back together in a desperate frenzy. The taste of him is intoxicating, a heady blend of desire and need that drives me to the brink of madness. In this moment, there is only him and me, bound together by an unbreakable thread of passion that defies all logic.
I gasp against his lips as he pulls me impossibly closer, his body a solid wall of heat and want against mine. A low moan escapes my throat, mingling with our ragged breaths as we give in to the primal urge that courses through our veins.
My hands slide up his chest and into his hair, tugging him closer, desperate to eliminate any space between us. He groans into my mouth, his tongue tangling with mine in a sensual dance that leaves me breathless and aching for more.
Rigel’s hands roam over my body, leaving trails of scorchingheat in their wake. Every touch, every caress, is electric, igniting a hunger deep within me that I’ve never felt before.
His fingers trace the delicate curve of my neck, sending a shiver down my spine that reaches the very core of who I am. I can’t help but moan softly as his touch sends sparks of desire coursing through me. Rigel’s eyes lock onto mine, an unspoken promise of pleasure and pain, a potent cocktail of emotions that intoxicates me with every passing second.
He slowly drags his fingers down my arm, leaving goosebumps in their wake. The way his fingers glide over my skin along the sensitive planes of my body sets me ablaze with insatiable desire. My heart races, my breaths grow shallow, as anticipation fills every cell of my being.
I lose myself in the sensation of his lips on my skin, his fingers tracing the curves of my body. It’s overwhelming, all-consuming, a perfect moment of passion and connection that I never want to end.
He reaches my waist, his fingers dipping beneath the hem of my shirt, barely grazing the contours of my stomach. The sensation is exquisite, a gentle reminder of his power over me. He pulls me closer, his body crushing against mine in a passionate embrace. His lips find mine, and the kiss is everything I never knew I needed.
It’s a kiss that sets the world on fire, a fusion of two souls seeking refuge in each other’s arms. The heat of his mouth consumes me as he deepens the kiss, his tongue sliding across my lips, asking for entry. I welcome him with open arms, allowing him to explore the darkest corners of my soul through the most intimate of connections.
As his tongue explores my mouth, my body responds in kind. My heart beats faster, my pulse quickens, and a wave of desire crashes over me. My hands find their way to his shirt, tugging at it impatiently, desperate to feel his skin against mine.
Rigel breaks the kiss, a smirk playing on his lips as he removes his shirt, revealing a sculpted chest glistening with a sheen of perspiration.
His eyes pierce into mine, a challenge in their depths, daring me to look away. I can’t for fear of losing the connection that hasawakened something deep within me. Rigel leans forward again, his lips capturing mine in a passionate embrace once more. This time, the kiss is more possessive, more primal, as if he’s staking his claim on me.
His hands find their way back to my body, tracing the curve of my back. I gasp ever so slightly, the anticipation of his touch consuming me. Rigel’s fingers grip my hip, pulling me closer, and then slowly trace down along my inner thigh. His touch is like a brand, igniting a fire of desire that leaves me breathless and desperate for more.
His fingers tease my skin, leaving a trail of tingling sensations that make me shiver. He knows exactly how to make me squirm, how to make my body respond to his touch.
I want him.
I need him.
My eyes flutter shut as his fingers trace ever closer to my core, my heart pounding in my chest, my breath quickening.
His fingers brush against the delicate fabric of my panties, sending heat curling through my body. He knows exactly what he’s doing, and I want him to continue. I trust him completely.
His fingers slide under the elastic, brushing against my most intimate parts, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through me. I moan softly, my head falling back as I surrender to the ecstasy of his touch. Rigel’s other hand moves to cup my breast, his thumb grazing over my sensitive nipple. I arch my back, pushing myself against him, needing more.
“Spend the night with me.” His voice, husky and raw, sends another cascade of shivers down my spine.
I stare into his eyes, lost in their depths, searching for any sign of hesitation or doubt. But there is only desire, a fierce and all-consuming hunger that mirrors my own.
Rigel leans in closer, his lips inches away from mine. The warmth of his breath on my skin sends shivers of anticipation rippling through me. The tension between us is palpable, a silent promise that we will surrender to our desires.
For now, under the stars, in Rigel’s arms, everything else fadesaway. The secrets, the danger, the uncertain future—none of it matters.
Only this: the heat of our bodies, the intensity of our desire, and the unspoken love that flows between us like a current, pulling us deeper into each other with every passing second.
I wish we could stay in this moment forever, lost in the perfection of our embrace, and the world reduced to nothing but the feeling of his skin against mine.
Our time together is running out. The secrets I carry, the danger that chases me… It’s only a matter of time before it all catches up to me. When it does, I’ll have to let Rigel go, no matter how much it breaks my heart.
He pulls me in for another kiss, wanton and desperate to take this below, where we can finally be intimate.
Our mouths melt together in another soul-scorching kiss filled with passion and longing. Our tongues dance with each other, exploring every nook and cranny of our desire, tasting the sweetness of each other’s mouths.