Rain's POV:
7 years ago (continued)
His fingers skim past my panties, and I draw in a sharp breath, holding it like if I let it go I'll lose myself completely.
The feeling is so new it almost frightens me, so overwhelming that my body reacts before my mind can catch up.
Everything inside me tightens, heightens, like every nerve is suddenly awake.
I feel him pause, just a fraction.
Then his fingers press lightly, tentatively, and the sensation blooms fast and dizzying.
I close my eyes, unable to help it, my head tipping back as I try to understand what I'm feeling.
It's too much and not enough all at once.
"You're so warm," he murmurs, his voice low, almost stunned.
"And wet."
The words alone make my stomach flip. Before I can respond, his lips crash into mine, hungry and urgent, like he's trying to pour everything he's holding back into that one kiss.
His touch stays careful even as the intensity builds, like he's exploring me.
Learning me.
