So… apparently I am going crazy because a reader showed me where I’d posted this POV of Rush’s already. I wrote it back January 8 and shared it on my Facebook page. I forgot. I’ve written too many books since then… ANYWAY to fix this fiasco I am sharing this promised chapter again. BUT I am now going to write another RUSH POV to share that hasn’t already been written. Give me a day. I’ll share it tomorrow!

Thanks EVERYONE for voting like you did. Y’all were amazing. That match-up had over 11,000 votes. Both Rush and Tristan fans were voting hard. I will be promising another RUSH Bonus Chapter for the next match-up so stay tuned 😉

THE FOLLOWING IS RATED R. PROCEED WITH CAUTION. IT IS EXPLICIT. YOU MUST BE 18 to read any further. That is why this is password protected!

“This room is why I had mom buy this house. Even at ten years old I knew this room was special,” I told Blaire as I wrapped my arms around her waist. I hadn’t meant to tell her something so personal. Especially about my mom. I needed to be careful.
“It’s incredible,” she replied in a whisper. I loved the sound of her voice. She was as taken with this view as I’d always been. I never shared this with others because I knew they wouldn’t feel it. But Blaire did.
“I called my dad that day and told him I’d found a house I wanted to live in. He wired my mother the money and she bought it. She loved the location so this is the house we spent our summers in. She has a house of her own in Atlanta but she prefers it here.”
The desire for her to know more about me was as strong as it was dangerous. Having her up here was wrong. I couldn’t keep her at a distance any longer. I had tried that. It wasn’t working.
“I’d never want to leave,” she replied.
I couldn’t keep talking to her like this. The more I let her in the further my grave was dug. This could only be physical. Even if she made me a little crazy with just a smile I couldn’t trust myself. Taking her to my other places and showing her why I loved them was so tempting. I bent my head and kissed the soft skin on her ear.
“Ah, but you’ve not seen my cabin in Vale or my flat in Manhattan,” I whispered causing her to shiver.
That’s what this needed to be. A desire we both felt and we were acting on. I turned her around until she was facing my bed. “And that’s my bed,” I told her as I led her over to it by guiding her hips. Her body tensed under mine. I didn’t like that. I didn’t want her to be scared of me. I craved that easy trusting smile. Tonight had to be mutual.
“Blaire, even if all we do is kiss or just lay there and talk, I’m okay with that. I just wanted you up here. Close to me.” and fucking drive me insane.
Blaire turned around and looked up at me. “You don’t mean that. I’ve seen you in action Rush Finlay. You don’t bring girls to your room and expect to just talk.” The light heartedness in her voice didn’t match the look in her eyes. I could tell it bothered her.
“I don’t bring girls up here at all, Blaire.”
The small confused frown that tugged at the corner of her lips was tempting. I wanted to kiss it away.
“The first night I came here you said your bed was full,” she said slowly like she wasn’t sure she should mention that night. I’d been so hard on her that night. If only she understood why.
“Yeah, because I was sleeping in it. I don’t bring girls to my bedroom. I don’t want meaningless sex tainting this space. I love it here.”
“The next morning a girl was still here. You’d left her in bed and she came looking for you in her undies.”
She didn’t forget anything. I couldn’t help but smile. “The first room to the right was Grant’s room until our parent’s divorced. I use it as my bachelor pad room now. That’s where I take girls. Not here. Never here. You’re my first. Well, I let Henrietta come up here once a week to clean but I promise there is no hanky-panky going on between us.”
The tension seemed to melt away from her body as I traced small circles on her back with my finger. I loved the silky feel of her skin. There wasn’t much I wouldn’t do to get her to let me touch other places to see if they’re that soft.
“Kiss me, please,” Blaire said in a soft plea then pressed her lips against mine. That was the welcome I needed.
Pushing her back until she tumbled onto my bed I covered her body with mine. Her mouth was so sweet and hot. I couldn’t get enough of the distinct taste that was Blaire. I ran my hands down her body until I found her knees then pulled them open so that I could settle between them. This was where I needed to be. Tucked tightly against her heat.
Blaire’s hands became frantic pulling at my shirt with her small fist and tugging. I knew what she wanted and I was more than happy to accommodate her. Sitting back I pulled my shirt off and tossed it to the side. Her hands were instantly on me. On my arms, running up my chest and then rubbing her fingers over my pecs causing me to go light headed. I couldn’t breathe deeply enough to calm myself down. I wanted her naked and I wanted inside her. Now.
My hands were shaking with need as I worked to get her shirt unbuttoned. I was going to rip it. Blaire began helping me. If I wasn’t so damn hard I’d be embarrassed that she sensed my urgency.
Once it fell open I pushed it back and pulled down her bra until the prettiest pair of tits I’d ever seen sprang free. Her nipples reminded me of little red candies. I wanted to taste each of them and spend time enjoying the feel of them in my mouth. But I didn’t think I’d be able to calm myself down enough to go at a slower pace.
I tugged hard on a nipple wanting to memorize just how sweet it tasted when she bucked against me and cried out.
I let her nipple pop free of my mouth and moved down her body so I could get her skirt off. I wasn’t positive that she wouldn’t put a stop to this. If she did I’d need an ice cold shower and I doubted that would even help. Keeping my eyes locked on hers I lowered her skirt and panties. Watching for any sign of fear or uncertainty. Stopping would be fucking impossible but I’d find a way.
She lifted her hips to allow me to pull her bottoms off with ease. That was promising. I sat back and crooked my finger for her to sit up. I wanted that shirt completely off her body and the bra gone. She didn’t question me. She came to me easily. I took the shirt and bra off and threw them aside. Swallowing hard I felt like a teenager again about to have sex for the first time.
“You naked in my bed is even more unbelievably beautiful than I thought it would be… and trust me I’ve thought about it. A lot.”
I moved back over her and teased my throbbing cock by pressing against her heat. That was too good.
“Yes! Please!” she cried out scratching at me. So incredibly hot. I took a deep breath and tried to remind myself that I had to slow down.
If I was going to bury myself deep inside her tonight she needed to be ready. There wasn’t anything I could do about the pain but I could make her feel real damn good first. I moved down her body kissing the inside of her bare thighs then lifted my eyes and looked into her surprised ones as I flicked my tongue out and ran it over her swollen clit.
“RUSH!” she screamed as her hands grabbed wildly at the sheets. My heart slammed hard against my chest at the sound of her saying my name in a moan of pleasure.
“God, you’re sweet,” I told her before taking another taste. I wasn’t lying to her. She really was the best thing I’d ever tasted. The innocence was new for me. It was fucking intoxicating.
“Rush, please,” she whimpered.
That was gonna be something I tucked away in my memory for another day. Hearing her beg me.
“Please, what, baby. Tell me what it is you want.”
She shook her head and the silent pleading desperation in her eyes almost made me let it go but I wanted to hear her say it.
“I wanna hear you say it, Blaire,” I told her wanting to taste her again.
“Please lick me again,” she begged. It was a miracle I didn’t come in my pants.
“Damn,” I groaned before running my tongue inside the needy little pussy I was becoming fascinated with. I wanted her to come. I wanted to hear it. I sucked gently on her clit and she went stiff then bucked against my mouth before crying my name over and over.
My patience was up. I jerked my pants off and slid on a condom before she had time to come down completely from her high. When her eyes opened I was moving back over her.
“Condom is on; I need to be inside,” I whispered in her ear as I pulled her legs back open and pressed against her entrance.
“Holyfuck, you’re so wet. It’s gonna be hard not to slip right in. I’m gonna try to go slow. I promise.” I had to use every ounce of will power in my body to keep from pushing inside her in one hard thrust. She wasn’t having it though. Her legs fell open further and she lifted her hips so that I slid further in.
“Don’t move. Please baby, don’t move,” I begged as my resistance cracked and I pressed until I felt the barrier stopping me. “That’s it. I’m gonna do it fast but then I’ll stop once I’m in and let you get used to me.”
I felt my entire body tremble as I prepared myself to willingly hurt her and send myself to heaven at the same time. Closing my eyes I gave it one hard thrust and Blaire cried out clinging to me. I froze. I wanted to pump into her like a man possessed but she was hurting and I cared. Fuck it, I cared.
“Okay. I’m okay,” she assured me.
I forced my eyes open and looked down at her. “Are you sure? ‘Cause baby, I want to move so damn bad.”
She nodded and I didn’t ask again. I needed to move. I pulled back then plunged forward again waiting for Blaire to cry out or beg me to stop.
“Does it hurt?” I asked holding very still.
“No. I like it,” she said moving underneath me.
The next thrust she moaned out and opened her legs wider.
“You like that?” I asked unable to take my eyes off her. She was beautiful. She was also going to ruin me. Completely.
“Yes. It feels so good.”
I let go. I worked toward my release. She felt so good. So tight. So hot. I couldn’t get enough.
“Yeah. God, you’re incredible. So tight. Blaire you’re so fucking tight,” my thoughts poured out of my mouth as my release drew closer.
She pulled her knees up and pressed them into my hips making my penetration even deeper. I was gonna come.
“Are you close, baby?” God please let her be about to come.
“ I think,” she said softly and I knew I was at the end. I reached down and rubbed my thumb over her clit. She needed to fucking come.
“AH! Yes right there,” she cried out as she clung to my arms. My vision blurred and my body exploded. A roar erupted from my chest and I knew at that moment I wanted this again. And again.