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“Yes,” I say and smile, my heart fit to burst. “Yes, I’ll go out with you.”
He gives a slow grin, and his eyes brighten. “Damn.” He swipes his mouth over mine and my breath catches. “Does this make tonight our first date?”
“Does it matter?”
“It matt
ers.” He picks me up clear off the floor and carries me to the bed. He puts me down and pulls me until I’m straddling his lap. His hands frame my face. “It matters because I promise I’ll tell you everything from now on. I won’t have secrets from you. I’ll be there for you if you need me. I’ll do anything, if it means you won’t run away.” His voice lowers to a whisper. “Please don’t leave, Meg.”
“I won’t leave.” Why is he concerned about that? I hug him. “I promise.”
“God, girl…” He kisses me, then tugs on my sweater, pulling it off me. “Need you naked, right now.”
Can’t deny I want the same. Need to feel him, skin to skin. Love you, I think. I’m all yours. Take me.
And he does.
He tears at my clothes, rips my bra off, and his mouth lands on my breasts. Bending me backward, he licks and sucks on the achy tips until I can’t stop myself from moaning out loud.
He leaves a trail of hot kisses down to my bellybutton, and he reaches up to undo my jeans. He tugs them down, together with my panties, and I wiggle to help him. I’m laid bare in front of him once more, lying on his bed, and his gaze glides over me like hot melted caramel.
“Ragazza…” When he looks up, his cat-like eyes glimmer. “Sei bellissima. Unica.”
I think I know what he’s saying, and my cheeks burn. Don’t know why hearing him speak Italian turns me on so much. “Yours.”
“Oh fuck, Meg…” he says hoarsely. “When you say that… Shit.” He reaches down to adjust himself inside his black pants, and the tip of his cock peeks out.
Raising myself up on my elbows, I take him in, flushed and panting, head bowed forward. My gaze inevitably returns to his package and the evidence of his arousal.
I want to unwrap him, lick him all over, go down on him until he comes hard. But he doesn’t give me a chance to say or try any of that. He has his face between my legs and his tongue inside me so fast I drop back on the bed, breathless. He teases, jabs and circles my clit, sending pangs of need to my core, then uses his clever fingers to thrust deeper inside me until I think I’m going to lose my mind.
“Rafe.” I rock my hips, sliding on his covers. I reach up to cup my breasts, rubbing my palms over my aching nipples, skating on the edge of a mind-blowing orgasm.
“Damn.” He pulls back, his gaze on my breasts, on my hands massaging them. “Damn! That’s sexy as fuck. Love it when you do shit like that. God, I need to be inside you.”
“Yes,” I whimper, letting my hands fall. “Now.”
He pushes down his pants and briefs, freeing that impressive erection, the piercings flashing silver in the dim light. Grabbing the condom from the bedside table, he tears it open with his teeth and rolls it on. He just sits like that for a moment, panting softly, gazing at me.
“So goddamn perfect,” he mutters, and he pulls me onto his lap again, only this time we’re both naked and ready, slick with desire. “Want you on me, like this. Riding me.”
Never knew words could turn me on so much. I lift on my knees and he guides his hard-on to my throbbing opening. Then he’s pulling me down, pushing into me, a burn, pressure, heat, until he’s fully seated inside me, stretching me. Filling me until I can’t take any more of him.
His hands are on my hips, his face bowed. “Holy shit.” He pants. “You okay?”
“Feels good.” He shifts and I groan, the burn of stretching turning into pleasure. “Like that.”
He looks up at me, his eyes unfocused, the pupils blown huge. “Yeah.”
He lifts me up, pulls me back down, until I start moving on my own, chasing after the wisps of sensation, the mounting pressure. I brace my hands on his broad shoulders and he draws me closer, so that my breasts drag on his chest, the tips burning and throbbing.
He rocks his hips, slamming faster into me, harder, and the pressure is about to break me apart.
“That’s it,” he breathes, slamming home again and again. “Come for me.”
My nails dig into his shoulders, and I shudder, clenching around him.
“Fuck, yeah. Let it go.” He groans, his teeth gritting, as he swells larger inside me. “I’ll catch you. I’m here for you.”
