"Only You."
"Always."
Those three simple words that slipped from Rachel's mouth were the best three words Paul had ever heard. She was his; no one else's…forever.
Everything that he'd bottled up over the past few weeks came bubbling to the surface, the rage, the want, the rejection and the sheer ecstasy of finally being accepted and where he wanted to be.
His attack on her mouth became almost wild, as the need to claim her completely, threatened to take over.
"Paul, please…" Rachel breathed, tilting her head back to free her lips, "I need a moment to breathe!"
"I'm sorry," He whispered, dropping his head to her shoulder and closing his eyes as his chest heaved against hers. "I'm sorry baby; I don't know what came over me? I just…"
"Shhh, its fine." Her fingers found the back of his neck and worked their way down between his shoulder blades, the muscles tensing and releasing under her touch.
Paul's hand squeezed the back of her thigh and he sighed pushing himself up and away from her body.
"Where are you going?" She frowned cupping his face in both her hands.
"I was just gonna go run for a while." He explained softly, dropping one foot to the floor. "Take a minute to calm down."
"Oh," Rachel murmured bring her hands down and pulling them around herself "okay."
"I won't be long." He said turning towards the window.
She followed, tugging her t shirt down and watching him as he unlatched the bottom half of the window and pushed it open, slipping silently out without even looking back at her.
"I thought you said you wanted me?" She blurted out just before he disappeared round the back of the house and Paul looked back at her with a pained look on his face. "Did I do something wrong?"
"What?" He asked, his eyebrows knitting together in a tight frown as he leant back through the window. "Why would you ask that?"
"Why else would you be leaving?" She stared down at him tearily.
"Because…" Paul threw a quick glance behind him and towards the tree line, seeing or hearing something she didn't and hopped back up through the window, shutting it hard enough for the glass to shudder in its frame and pulling the thin curtains across it. "Because I'm having a hard time controlling myself around you at the minute. If you hadn't had stopped me I would've…"
"You would've what?" Rachel pushed as he trailed off. "Phased? Hurt me?-what?"
"Fucked you!" He growled, his eyes firmly planted on the floor and his jaw clenched tight as Rachel gasped. "Everything about me is telling me to claim you in everyway possible right now, and I can't do that, not to you, not after everything…" He shook his head "I should never have pushed myself on you like that."
Rachel swallowed hard and stepped towards his rigid form. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but I thought it was me that asked you about …"
"Yeah, you asked me a question about the imprinting, Rach!" He said throwing his hands up. "You didn't tell me to climb on top of you and fuck you!"
"Would it help if I did?" Rachel yelled and Paul growled.
"You can't say stuff like that to me right now." He screwed his eyes shut and clenched his fists.
"Will you please look at me?" She exclaimed gripping his wrist, willing him to open his eyes. "You really think you're the only one who feels the need to stake a claim? Do you not remember how willing I was to claw random girl's eyes out last week just for looking at you? I'm not going to assume that you've never been with other girls, but it's just as hard for me to think about your past as it is for you to think about mine."
"They could never compare to you." Paul breathed, his shoulders rising and falling heavily.
"And my ex could never compare to you. I was ruined for anyone else the moment you found me on the beach; I just didn't know it yet." The hand that gripped his wrist pulled him toward her and placed his hand on her chest over her hammering heart. "I know you can hear it, but feel it, that's all you. Everything about you makes my heart beat so fast! The way you smell, the way your skin feels under my fingers."
Rachel leaned forward, pressing her lips against his. "The way you taste and the way you look at me. You said that you want me? Well I want you just as much!"
"I didn't want it to be like this!" He ground out, gripping her hips. "You deserve better than this, better than what I can give you."
"I was under the impression that you were perfect for me." She whispered closing the final distance between their bodies and running her hands up his arms and around his neck.
"No. You're perfect for me." Paul replied softly, shuddering as her nose trailed from his shoulder to the centre of his chest. "I can promise to try and be everything you want and need and to give you everything you desire, but you will always be the one who's perfect for me."
"Well right now what I want, what I need? Is you Paul." Her lips found his and he sighed against them, his resolve seemingly gone as his hands enveloped her waist and lifted her from the ground. Her legs curled up and wrapped around him as his tongue flicked against her bottom lip, seeking entry which she greedily granted.
She pulled back from his mouth, reaching for the hem of her shirt and pulling it up and over her head, leaving her clad in only her pale pink underwear set.
Paul walked her back, pressing her against the wall, his hand wrapped gently round the base of her neck and he carved a burning trail down the centre of her chest. She threw her head back and drew in a ragged breath when his tongue followed the path of his hand, nipping and sucking along the way.
He swallowed her breathless moan when he pushed his clothed erection against her, pinning her, his fingertips teasing her rapidly heating skin until they reached the curve of her butt and squeezed, her hips rolling against his for a second time.
His lips and nose trace the line of her bra, his shuddering breath causing her to break out in goose pimples and her nipples to harden almost painfully.
Rachel didn't register his other hand until she felt a sharp tug at the clasp of her bra and felt it go lax. She wiggled her shoulders, letting the straps slip down until the fabric barely clung to her body.
Paul's eyes flicked to hers and she nodded, letting him pull it off and dump it on the floor behind them.
She felt a growl vibrate through his chest and couldn't help the sudden rush of arousal that she felt at the sound. His almost black eye's found hers and his nostrils flared.
"Wh…what?" She breathed nervously.
"I can smell you." He whispered and she blushed and buried her face in his shoulder.
Paul turned his head and nuzzled her face. "Never hide from me. Never be ashamed of what you feel for me or because of me. I love knowing what I do to you." One hand cupped her breast, her hardened nipple scratching against the skin on his palm and she blew out a breath she hadn't realised she'd been holding. "Your heart beat, the sounds you make, the way your whole body shudders when you look at me."
Rachel gasped as she felt the hand on her butt move and his fingers slipped under her panties, finding her folds and probing at the slick heat. "Knowing that's it me that does this to you."
"Only you." She breathed the words from earlier her fingers tugging his hair and bringing his mouth back to hers.
He pulled his hands from her body and let her feet slip to the floor. His lips left hers and dragged along her jaw and she tipped her head back opening up her throat up to his mouth.
"You taste amazing." Paul breathed, his thumbs teasing the band of her underwear as he nipped, licked and sucked his way down her body.
His tongue swirled the sensitive bud of her nipples, and her fingers tugged and scratched at his hair as she warred internally with wanting his lips back on hers and needing his mouth lower.
"Please Paul, please!" She begged, not entirely sure what she was asking for and arching into his mouth.
"What do you want baby? Tell me what you want." Paul's voice was muffled against the skin of her stomach as he sank to his knees.
"More, anything!" Rachel sucked her bottom lip between her teeth, biting back the whimper that threatened to escape as he peeled her underwear down her legs and threw it somewhere behind him.
He gripped her leg and pulled it over his shoulder, opening her up to him and he breathed deeply. "Is this what you had in mind?" He ground out, and Rachel shuddered as his breath hit her heated core.
"Oh my…Paul!" Her eyes fluttered closed at the touch of his thumb on her clit, his fingers easing back through the wetness and teasing in and out.
"God baby you're so wet." Paul slipped a finger all the way inside her slick heat and flicked his wrist, hitting a spot that made her mewl and buck into his face, his tongue replacing his thumb and sucking the sensitive bundle of nerves between his lips.
Rachel's head thumped back against the wall, one hand leaving Paul's hair to thread through her own as a familiar fire began to build all too quickly in the pit of her stomach, increasing with every flick of his tongue and twist of his finger.
"I can't…baby I can't hold!" She whimpered, squeezing her eyes tight.
Paul pulled his mouth from her "Rachel? Look at me baby." He commanded, waiting for her to comply and her eyes met his with a shudder. "Don't hold back, let it go."
His finger slipped from her heat only to be replaced by two, and Rachel's eye's began to close again. "No, look at me I want to see you! Cum for me baby."
"Paul…" Rachel warned, forcing her eyes to meet his as his tongue darted back to her sex, and her hips twitched. "Oh God!"
Paul's hand flew to her hip holding her up against the wall as she rode out her orgasm, her walls clenching around his fingers.
"Shit!" She pressed the heels of her hands into her eyes, and Paul slowly guided her shaking body to the ground.
"You okay?" He whispered, pulling her into his lap.
"I can't feel my legs!" She breathed and chuckled. "That was…"
Paul grinned and kissed her hard, moaning as her tongue snaked its way into his mouth. He flinched when he felt her fingers on the waistband of his jeans. "Baby you don't…I can…"
"But I want too." She kissed his jaw and popped the button, the strained zipper slipping down with ease and Paul sighed at the release of the pressure. "I told you, I want you…all of you."
He shifted her from his lap, leaning his body over hers as she worked at pushing the cut offs from his body, hissing when his cock bounced free against his stomach.
Her hand snaked between them, gripping his hard shaft and pumping. "I'm too hard; I'm not gonna last long if you keep that up." Paul whimpered pushing into her hand.
Rachel drew her legs up round his waist, pulling him into the cradle of her hips.
"Rach, wait I don't have a condom." Paul exclaimed pulling back on to his knees, a pained look on his face.
"I'm covered and I'm clean. Are you?" She asked, cupping his jaw and he nodded.
"Always been careful." He sighed as she pulled him back down, his mouth moulding against hers and his hands tickling down her sides.
"Are you ready baby?" He asked nipping at her lips and rocking his cock against her centre.
"Don't tease Paul." She growled, lifting her hips to meet his thrust, his tip pressing at her entrance. Paul gripped her knee, pushing it towards her body and slowly seating himself to the hilt with a shiver. "Oh shit, just…just give a minute." Rachel gasped her back arching towards him as she adjusted to his size.
"I'm sorry," Paul squeezed his eyes shut as he stilled and dropped his head to her chest "you okay?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine." She breathed, dragging her fingernails across his back making him twitch against her. "It's been a while and like I said earlier you don't compare too…"
A sharp bite at her nipple had her yelping before he pulled out and pushed back in with a bit more force. "Mine!" He growled and all gentleness pushed aside as his hips ground brutally against her clit leaving her keening underneath him.
The heels of her feet dug into the flesh of his ass and her fingernails gouged crescent shapes in his skin that disappeared as soon as they were made as his movements picked up speed.
The air in the room was palpable, gasps and moans slipping through languid lips as Paul rocked in and out, bringing Rachel closer and closer.
"I need…" Rachel cried pushing her hips to meet his thrusts. "More please Paul!"
Paul grunted, flipping them over so that she was straddling him, his hands clamped at her hips as she slid up and down his shaft and a string of expletives tumbling from her mouth when the change in angle had him hitting her g-spot with every roll.
"Holy shit!" He growled, lifting his hips to hers, his thumb slipping to where they were connected and brushing over her clit. "You feel too good baby."
"Just a bit more!" Rachel threw her head back in a soundless scream as he pinched down on her throbbing nub and sent her tumbling into release, dragging him pulsing and twitching behind her.
She fell limply on top of him, his arms automatically enveloping her and keeping her against his chest.
"You're perfect, you know that right?" He breathed twisting his hands into her hair and pulling her face up to his, peppering it with kisses.
"Jeez Paul! That was…" She dropped her forehead to his shoulder and a chuckle shook her body. "Maybe you should have done that last week and we could've saved ourselves all that trouble."
Paul chuckled and blew out one large breath, "So sex is your weakness? I'll have to remember that for future reference."
"No, sex with you is my weakness." Rachel giggled. "Apparently."
"Well you're my weakness." He squeezed her one last time before disentangling himself from her and pushing himself from the floor, reaching down to pull her up after him. "Why don't we get cleaned up and then find some food? I really am starving right now."
"Sounds good." Rachel nodded, glancing around the floor for her shirt as Paul headed towards the door. "Paul! You can't go out there like that, my dad will see you and he'll know…Oh god! My dad will know I have sex!"
"Rachel relax." Paul's chest shook with laughter. "The house is quiet. It's been quiet since Jake left, so I'm pretty sure no one's home. Come on."
Paul opened the door and held his hand out, leading her down the hall to the bathroom.
"Can I at least get a towel?" Rachel exclaimed, trying to shield her modesty with her hands.
"Now your self conscious?" Paul cocked an eyebrow and Rachel screeched as he scooped her up and darted into the bathroom, depositing her in the walk in shower and turning the taps.
"Shit Paul, that's cold!" She shuddered and stepped out from under the spray and slapped his arm. "You ass!"
Paul smirked and stepped towards her, forcing her back against the tiled wall as he pressed the length of his body against hers and she swallowed hard under his gaze.
"What are you doing?" She frowned, as he brought one arm up beside her head and the other hand on her waist.
Paul grinned down at her, trailing his fingers over her newly damp skin, and pressing his hardening erection into her stomach.
"I'm using your weakness to my advantage."