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His fingers found her nipple through the fabric of her blouse and bra and pinched. Sweet burn, sweet pain, sweet ecstasy.
His other hand forced her legs open and plunged inside her jeans. He found her clit and fingered it roughly, groaning into her mouth.
He ripped his mouth from hers, his black eyes blazing.
“You’re coming home with me.”
Chapter Thirteen
Angie woke in the middle of an amazing orgasm. Rafe’s tongue darted between her legs, driving her to a frenzy.
Last night he’d stripped her naked and thrust into her wet heat without any foreplay. It had been mad, passionate love, and she’d soared to the stars despite the its violent nature—in fact, had fallen all the more in love at his possession of her.
“I’m sorry I was so rough,” he’d said after his completion, holding her gently in his strong muscular arms.
“Don’t be,” she’d said. “It was incredible.”
He’d smiled at her then, a smile that made her heart race and stop at the same time.
“You’re amazing.”
She’d chuckled and kissed his nose. “Sometime I might just take you up on that thrashing you promised.”
His laugh had reverberated through the room. “You will, huh?”
“Yes, I just might.” And she’d meant it. A little spanking sounded like a real turn on to this spoiled little brat.
Rafe continued to pleasure her, his fingers stretching her channel, finding that special spot that made her go mad with pleasure.
“You taste so good, baby,” he said against her folds, his voice a soft vibration, his breath a dulcet caress. “Mmm, I love it when you squirt.”
So did she. It was like an orgasm but different—not quite a climax, but a rush of endorphins, as though her whole body levitated and took flight. Something she’d only experienced with Rafe. The man she loved.
“You’re beautiful down here. Perfectly pink and plump.”
Ah! His fingers again. Her whole body tensed and then melted into oblivion. Over and over again. Too much. Must stop. No. Never, never stop.
“You’re so hot, baby,” he said. “So fucking hot.”
Still his fingers probed, his tongue lapped. Still she came, again and again. When he finally paused for a breath, she was spent.
“Come here, Rafe. Please. I need you inside me.”
“Oh, baby,” he groaned.
He slid up her body and thrust into her.
So sensitive was her sex, so swollen, his intrusion was almost painful. But in a good way. Such a good way. A way she wanted to feel for the rest of her life, and then some.
He thrust and thrust and finally groaned on top of her and convulsed.
So wonderful. If only he were hers…
He rolled off her a few minutes later.
“Hungry?”
Not really. She hadn’t eaten much since she’d found out about her father. “No,” she said, and her tummy let out a growl.
