Rebirth: 100 Days Before Doomsday - Chapter 80

Chapter 80: The Passionate Kiss (IV)

Warning: Mature content in the chapter

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Grace wasn’t sure for how long they kissed. She was completely lost in him and the moment. Het hands found their way to his chest, tracing the contours of his muscles.

She knew she wanted him – no, needed him – more than she had ever needed anyone before. Her hands moved lower, trailing down his torso until they reached the waistband of his trousers. She fumbled with the button, her nerves were making her fingers clumsy.

“Let me,” he spoke softly as he pulled back from her. His voice was thick with desire, making it obvious that he was nowhere near stopping anytime soon. He stood at the edge of the bed and unbuttoned his trousers before pushing them down along with his boxers.

Grace felt her breath hitching as he revealed himself. Her eyes widened slightly as she took him, all of him. He was beautiful – every inch of him.

He was huge too… and hard. His length was standing at attention, letting her know exactly how much he wanted her.

She swallowed hard and her gaze shifted back to his face. Her nervousness was mixed with anticipation as she watched him climbing back onto the bed. His movements were slow and deliberate as if to tempt her even more than she already was.

He finally settled down between her legs, his body aligning perfectly with hers as he leaned down to kiss her. His lips captured hers and he poured every ounce of emotion he felt into that single act.

As their lips moved together, he reached down between them and his fingers found her dripping entrance. Without wasting any time, he slipped one of his fingers inside her, making her gasp into the kiss.

The pleasure and those tingles sweet returned as he moved his finger inside her, stretching her with every pump. He didn’t wait for long before he added another finger, moving them at a dangerous speed that made her clung to him for life.

The pleasure was building again and Grace realized that she was once again inching closer to another release. But he then suddenly stopped.

Her heart was racing wildly in the confinement of her chest as she watched him picking up a small packet from somewhere on the bed. The moment she got a clear look at the packet, she realized that it was a condom.

She watched as he tore the packet open and took out the condom before slipping it on with ease. Their eyes met as he positioned himself against her entrance and she finally felt him pushing into her. She inhaled deeply as he entered her, it made her feel both overwhelmed and intimate.

He didn’t move for a moment or two before he finally started pushing himself further inside her. Both of them groaned out loudly as he finally buried himself completely deep inside her.

They both were breathing heavily as he stilled once again, giving her time to adjust to him. After what seemed like a few long seconds, he finally started moving again. But he still kept his pace cautious, giving her time to adjust to the sensation.

She clung to him as he pulled out only to bury himself all over again. Every thrust was sending sparks of pleasure coursing through her. She dug her nails into his shoulders as her body stretched to accommodate him.

“Are you okay?” He asked. His voice was strained and his control was evident in the tension of his muscles.

“Yes,” Grace whispered in response as she gazed into his beautiful eyes. This was the first time she allowed herself to really delve into the depths of those icy-blue orbs. “You have really beautiful eyes.” She suddenly found herself confessing and noticed as a smile curved the corners of his lips.

“So do you.” He added before he pressed a soft kiss against her lips before pulling away and focusing on his thrusts.

He kept his pace slow. His each thrust was deliberate and measured. Everytime he buried himself deep in her, she felt like she was floating in a sea of pleasure. Every nerve in her body felt alive and hummed with sensation.

They were moving together in perfect harmony, their bodies fitting as if they had been made for each other. The room was filled with the sounds of their shared passion – soft moans, ragged breaths, and the rhythmic creak of the bed.

His thrusts slolwy picked up their speed and he started pounding into her relentlessly, pushing her toward the edge and chasing his own release.

Grace felt herself climbing higher with every thrust and the coil in her belly tightened once again. It was a familiar feeling, one that made her aware of what was coming.

Rune might have realized it too because he leaned down once again to kiss her. Their lips met in a passionate dance as their movements became more frantic. His hands found their way to her breasts and he started massaging them, occasionally playing with her nipples that forced her closer to her release.

Everything was going perfect but then one of his hands slipped from her breast and made its way south until it found its way to her clit. The moment his thumb brushed over the very point of sensitive bundle of nerves, it sent her hurtling toward the edge once more.

With a cry, she shattered beneath him. Her body trembled as waves of ecstasy washed over her.

Her release triggered his own, and with a guttural groan, he followed her over that very edge. Rune buried himself deep inside her, his body shuddering as he emptied himself as he dropped into her arms, still making sure to not crush her under his full weight.

The room became extremely silent and the only sounds were that of their rasped breathing and the rain raging outside. For a long moment, neither of them moved. They remained like that, wrapped in each other, for a long while before he finally pulled out from her.