Fire and Rain Ch. 03

"I've never had a true friend." Rain said.

"There's a first time for everything." Jazz smiled, and they hugged tightly and Rain knew they would be bonded forever.

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RAIN ARRIVED TO MARCELOS HOME LATE. Her and Jazz had spent the rest of their time talking about the legacy. Jazz was fascinated with Rain's story and horrified by her crazy mother. Rain felt a weight lifted that she had someone to confide in that she felt accepted her.

"Sneaking in?" She jumped and broke out from her thoughts when she saw Marcelo behind her spread out on the couch.

"Well, I wouldn't say sneaking. Plus, today is an off day for me. We agreed that-"

"Rain, I'm just giving you a hard time. I know lately I've given you every reason to not want to be here. I've been a jerk, when you've only tried to help me. You have helped me. I appreciate that, which is something I haven't told you."

"Marcelo I know you're a good guy. I like working with you. I just don't like the cold shoulder. I understand your frustration and your pain. We've made so much progress but only by your faith will we succeed."

Rain walked closer and Marcelo hit the spot on the couch motioning for her to sit next to him, and she did.

Marcelo couldn't help but notice that when she crossed her legs how the slit in her sun dress reveled her sexy brown thighs. He rested his large hand on her knee and was pleased when he felt her body shiver a little.

"Forgive me okay? Let's start over. Hi, I'm Marcelo." Rain giggled but took his hand and shook it.

"I'm Rain and I don't want to start over. You've been my greatest challenge."

"That sounds very attractive." Marcelo said and she laughed.

"I meant it in a good way and you are very attractive, when you're being nice." Rain said and she smiled sheepishly when his eyes focused in on her. Rain knew deep inside his fire turned her on as well.

Marcelo looked into her beautiful brown eyes and as that golden rim shun he knew she was looking into him again. He hoped that she would find a want that was so deeply burrowed inside of him for her.

Rain tried to read him and her whole body became a walking fever. There was an energy burning deep inside of his loins. His gray eyes were still focused in on her and she hadn't yet broke contact. She didn't even look away when his hand that was rested up on her knee started traveling up her thigh.

Rain shivered, she was being touched by a man. His olive tone skin was smooth to touch as her hand touched his face, and she moved that one strand of jet black hair that always hung by the side of it out of the way. Marcelo kissed the palm of her hand with his sinful mouth. Rain closed her eyes and thought about his full lips claiming her...everywhere.

"I can be more than nice Rain. You really wanna know what's inside of me? You really want to know what I've been keeping in, and fighting since you've arrived." Rain caught her breath as he grabbed beneath her hair and gripped the back of her neck.

"Yes, I want you to tell, me, show me and involve me."

Rain spoke still not breaking eye contact but her dress was rising with every breath she inhaled and falling dramatically with every breath she released. She never knew a heart could race so fast.

"I told you that I want you. I told you since you've arrived I haven't been able to get you out of my mind. Every night what I most desire is in a room next to me. So you could understand my frustration."

Marcelo brought his lips close to hers and she closed her eyes ready for the fire, when his lips gentled over her's in a smooth peck.

"I've shown you that frustration, and I'm afraid your fragility prevents me from including you. I'm willing to share with you, heal as a team, but these wants and desires will do nothing but hurt you." Marcelo pecked her one more time and started to rise in order to walk away.

"I'm tired of you taking my vulnerability for fragility Marcelo. You have no right to make decisions and predictions for me. If you knew what was in my heart you would know that I have my own wants and desires." Rain removed one strap away from her dress and then the other. Marcelo watched each one slide over her brown and delectable shoulders.

"I want you. I'm not going to hold back anymore. I've never desired someone like I desire you. I care for you Marcelo deeply."

Rain knew it was time to let her inhibitions go. It was too soon to say that Marcelo was the one but she felt it. She knew that he was the one that would change her life, but he didn't know it yet.

There were still so many secrets between them but she was letting go of one tonight. There was so much sexual tension and sexual frustrations. She would let her self act upon them tonight.

"I care for you too Rain, but my want for you will forgo rationale. I don't know if I'll have the strength to be gentle."

"No more talking, no more doubts."

Rain let her dress drop at her feet. Her body was even more breath taking without clothes stopping his view. Only black lace stood in the way of the master piece he knew he was about to unveil.

Rain kept her heels on and walked towards him. She loved how it made her feel that his eyes were entranced by her. She felt sexy, desired, and free. Although she had never engaged in this dance before, she seemed to fall into the moves, and as a woman her instinct took over.

Marcelo took her body against his and traced around her jaw line with his lips. His fingers traced over the top of her breast and gripped the back of her neck. Rain looked up into his eyes.

"Have me." Rain said, and he lost it.

He kissed her with everything he had. The ache in his head pounded at him for a release. His temper had consumed him so much he felt like a savage.

He remembered when he lashed out on her. He hated everything, all of a sudden life seemed to be sucked out of him. He tried to turn her away but she stood firm. She wouldn't let him get away.

Rain had let him be broken in her arms, which were stronger then he imagined. She held him fiercely, as if his life depended on it. He let his hatred roll off him as her words echoed in his head.

She wanted him to need her, but he already did. This was why she scared him. He felt energy from her. It gave him strength. As she moved her soft lips against his hard mouth and melted in his arms, he felt it again. This time the kiss was shy and timid.

It was caution and confusion meshed together. Confusion to the new feelings that they were experiencing for the first time. Marcelo broke the kiss, and was met with a moan in protest. He pulled Rain down the hall and pushed her against the bedroom door.

"I need you," He crushed his mouth to hers with a feverish need for her. Her body seem to mold against him. All her soft curves moved in rhythm with his slight grind as he moved roughly against her.

When a soft purr sounded in her throat and reverberated through to his mouth he bit down on her bottom lip and pulled.

"Marcelo," she moaned his name and made sure not to put too much pressure on his leg. He lifted her in his big arms and took small strides to his bedroom.

He could hardly feel the pain at all, as he was lost inside this beautiful woman. Her lips were darkly pink now and swollen from their kissing and he loved the flushed color in her cheeks as she was hot for him. He laid her down on the bed and climbed over her.

"I've wanted you from the day I saw you. First I was angry. It was the way you seemed to tempt me with your hypnotic eyes. I was drawn to you, your fresh scent, natural beauty so unique, and your presence so strong."

Marcelo kissed her neck, and she shivered again.

"I thought you hated me when we first met." She looked into his eyes. Her arms were around his neck. His kissed down her arms and over her beautiful shoulders. He wanted to taste every inch of her.

"Hated what you did to me. Rain never have I yearned for a woman, never have I ever breathed her in wherever I went, and that's what you do to me. It's like I'm in tune with your soul."

Marcelo didn't know what the hell was taking over him, but words poured out of him honestly. He couldn't stop the vulnerability if he tried. He was tired of running. He was ready to give in to whatever was happening between them. There was no fear in his heart at this moment.

There was something about Rain that he needed, and wanted. There was something about her that he knew belonged to him if only he would claim it.

He saw her eyes widen and kissed her lips once more. This time he let his thumb graze her nipple and heard her whimper for more. He ripped off her bra in one yank. Her breasts were soft, small, and brown globes with rosy nipples that harden against his hands.

He pushed them together and let his tongue move between them, and then he took one into his mouth biting lightly on her nipple and watched her writhe beneath him. He gave each breast equal attention hungry for the taste of her.

"Oh Marcelo..." Her voice was raspy with heat as he took her higher using his mouth to trail her smooth skin. She was perfection. He moved down her toned stomach. He kissed the exposed skin right above her hot spot. Her belly caved in as he pulled down her panties and threw them across the room.

He kissed up her lovely thighs and opened her up to him. His hands moved across her quivering stomach and he held her down with one hand and opened her folds with his other. He dragged his tongue slowly across and found her dripping wet for him.

He rubbed a finger up and down her crease and she bucked against his arm trying to scoot up against his finger as he teased her.

"Please!" She pleaded with him.

"You need me too huh?"

"Yess-yes!-"

He dove one finger in and she closed her eyes and her pleasure caught in her throat. His finger was so damn thick, and she was afraid for his thicker member to be inside her. He pulled his finger out when she tensed and tried to relax her by lapping her up with his tongue.

She damn near lost it as his wide tongue dove into her pussy. She tried to buck against his face as his tongue tortured her. Never had anyone ever touched her this way before. Never had anyone seen her naked before, and never had she let anyone get close enough to touch her.

Marcelo was different. She wanted and burned for his touch. She climaxed quickly for the first time with her own fingers, and toys but this was nothing like that.

Marcelo with his tongue made her climax come down with blinding quickness and for a minute she saw stars. She screamed out his name as he lapped up her juices.

"You like that amor,?" Love he called her. He came back kissing up her stomach and finding her lips. She tasted herself on his mouth and found it a major turn on as sweat dripped between them. When his hand reached back down she tensed again.

"Amor what's wrong?" He growled as she tensed while kissing his neck, discarding his shirt and under shirt, and running her hands down his abs. She ignored his question and slid down his slacks and waited for him to kick them off along with his briefs.

He was so big! To the gods what was she doing. It was like going to the beach to ride the dolphins and out comes Moby dick. The deep V leading down to his long thick manhood was sinfully sexy thought, and made her mouth water.

He tried to get his finger in again and she closed her legs. She was afraid. He leaned her back down on the bed and rubbed his dick against her crease and her eyes rolled back and she relaxed.

"Tell me." Marcelo lifted off of her a bit and kissed her.

"This is my first time Marcelo. You're the first man to touch me this way-I-"

She was cut off as he kissed her roughly. She felt his satisfaction as he smiled against her lips.

"Good. Now let me show you what you've been missing Amor."

He whispered his native tongue in her ear and she opened up to him. She allowed his finger inside her as he tried to prepare her for his length and thickness. He added two and then three and she climaxed again, riding a wave of pleasure.

"I'm ready! I want you inside me Marcelo. Please" He grunted against her mouth and looked into her eyes. His deep gray eyes penetrated hers. In them she saw gentleness, which was new for him.

She saw passion and want. He wanted her just as bad as she wanted him. She rubbed a hand against his clean shaven face, laid her forehead against his, and felt his long eyes lashes against her eye lids.

She closed her eyes as she felt him at her entrance as he parted her legs softly. She swallowed as he rubbed his head on her clit and it ached swollen from his tongue. He slid into her and the thrust caused her to blink rapidly.

He wasn't even all the way in yet. She gripped and dug into his back and he pulled out and then went in again. Testing her with each inch he put into her. Soon he thrust forward and broke through.

Rain screamed out in pleasure as her wetness soaked around his dick. He began to slowly work himself inside her and she felt a new pleasure. This was not a toy. She gripped his back as he stroked his dick slowly in and out of her pussy.

Her soul seemed to break free as her mouth gaped open and she threw her head back and arched forward to met his long and deadly strokes. The muscles in his strong back flexed as he worked into her with masculine ease and rhythm. She screamed and it echoed from the walls as a roar of ecstasy.

"God you feel so fucking good-so-so tight."

Marcelo clenched his teeth and she whispered his name as he took her to heaven. All her senses seemed heightened, and more intense. She could smell every inch of them in the air.

Their sex and sweat was mingling, and his hard body was creating electricity between them. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he kissed her passionately as he stroked softly. He laid kisses on her ear after he bit it sensually.

He wanted to make love to her for her first time. He loved the arch of her back as she pushed down onto his dick and met his smooth strokes. She gripped him and the wetness he felt was like a pool of heaven. He loved the look of his cream dick going in and out of her brown pink centered pussy.

"That's right cream on my dick." Marcelo lapped up her neck as she was already putting her cream like cum on his dick.

"Marcelo. Don't stop-don't-" Rain couldn't even get it out as he began to stroke her faster.

"Nunca." Never. He whispered in her ear and stroked her to blinding pleasure. Rain had never felt something so powerful that she saw nothing and heard nothing. Her moans seemed distant and incoherent. Her body shook and her mind was numb with pleasure.

She was so damn tight he had to will himself not to drive into her so hard he crashed her through the fucking wall. She was made for him, and she wrapped around him so snug he wanted to be inside her forever.

Rain felt her body lift as she felt her climax come down like a wave crashing ashore, and a tide rippling in her sea of pleasure. Never had she felt anything so pleasurable as her love coming down upon him. Their bodies only gravitated closer and her legs only wrapped around him tighter.

Marcelo felt her jerk as her love came down over him and shut his own eyes. The feel of her body against his the sounds of her pleasure in his ear engulfed him. This was a first time for him as well. He had never felt so deeply moved by this entanglement of limbs, pleasure and want.

Marcelo followed her climax. He emptied himself into her without a thought and roared in her ear a vicious sound of pleasure. Every inch of her against his body was enough to make him feel her heat and her needs. He knew just where she wanted him to touch and grope without her opening her mouth.

He had given his all and she had took all that he had to offer. Marcelo laid spent beside her, and reached out for her warmth. Her eyes fluttered as her lids felt heavy. He kissed her forehead, and she slowly drifted to sleep. After her eyes closed Marcelo gripped his leg in pain.

It was taken everything in him to not surrender to it as they made love. He couldn't appear weak. Plus, Rain's love overshadowed any feeling of pain. He pulled Rain's naked body against his and laid his head in her bountiful silky black hair and let himself drift.

The pleasure of having her by his side brought the pain to a minor ache, and he knew with her by his side he would sleep well for the first time in a long time.

*

MARCELO WOKE UP EARLY MORNING. He rolled of out of bed his naked body stretching with a yawn. He slipped on a pair of boxers and went to make coffee before he showered and brushed his teeth. He returned upstairs as the coffee was being made and walked over to the bed.

He looked down on her and a smile hinted at his mouth. She looked so peaceful. The sunlight was peaking in making a glow radiate off her smooth skin. Her bountiful hair was spread over his sheets and he knew they would hold the scent of her.

He ran his back hand on her cheek and kissed her pink lips as her chest rose up and down. She looked so angelic-like an angel.

He was her first. He was her first? God it hit him like a tidal wave. He had been the first to touch and taste her most private parts. His had been the first name that she screamed out in a feminine cry of pleasure and heat.

It struck something in him. He couldn't lose her. He couldn't mess this up, but how could he accept her as his and still protect himself? It was just a matter of time before the anger would come back and how could he stop himself from pushing her away?

He pulled a hand through his hair. Damn it what if he hurt her? What if she wanted a commitment? These were the things that he knew would come but for now he decided to stop worrying and enjoy the morning after.

RAIN WOKE UP TO THE SHOWER RUNNING. She smiled and then groaned as she felt the ache between her legs. Oh but last night was so good. She sat up in the bed and looked in the mirror.

Her skin was definitely glowing. She had never had a glow before. She watched a genuine smile hit her lips. So this is what it felt like to be happy. She had spent the night with a beautiful man and made love for the first time.

She started to whistle a little bit as she wrapped the covers around her tighter. She leaned back down and smelled the sheets. She could smell him. His scent was so masculine and potent.

She could smell him on her body as well. He was everything she wanted. She wanted the fire and the passion, but was this a one night stand? They had spent so little time together. How did she know he meant what he said?

What if he just said he needed her because he was riding a emotional roller coaster? She tried not to think about it as the shower turned off and he walked out of the bathroom. She had to swallow so hard that it hurt. She felt her nipples strain against the covers at the sight of him.

His silky black hair was pushed back with only the one stubborn strand escaping to the front. A drip of water falling from it , and joining the water trickling over his tight and formed abs. He was so much man, and she gazed every inch of him.

The towel was just low enough on his waist, where she could see the deep V leading down to what was the promise land based off what he did to her last night.

The water trickled down his strong jaw and down his aristocrat nose. She met his deep gray eyes and he gave her a knowing grin and she smiled shyly.

"Good morning" She didn't know what else to say.

"Great morning." He chuckled and she laughed as well pulling her hair back from her face.

"I want to thank you Marcelo for being so gentle with me. It was my first time and you made it wonderful for me."

"You gave me my greatest pleasure. Rain everything is ten times more intense with us. I can't explain it." He walked towards her and kissed her lips fiercely. He stroked her tongue like there was no tomorrow. She moaned low in her throat and ran a hand down his body.