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He grinned. “I love a woman who appreciates what she sees.”
When she leaned directly over his straining cock, her long hair brushed against his skin, and her breath floated over the rigid length of him. It only took too puffs of breath from her, and his control snapped.
His hands banded around her biceps, and he hauled her up against him so he could kiss her. Flipping her onto her back, his hands flew to the waistband of her jeans, and he all but ripped off the button in an effort to get to her skin.
Yanking down the denim, he slid back up her body and wedged a knee between her thighs.
Against him, he could feel the moisture of her slick core through her panties. He tried not to think about how soft she was. He needed to go slow with her. His cock, on the other hand, had a mind of its own and pulsed against her thigh.
He gave her a peck on the lips before tracing featherlight kisses along her jaw. When he nuzzled her neck, Diana giggled. When he went from nuzzling to nibbling, she moaned. His hands enjoyed free rein of her breasts, testing the weight of the full globes, teasing the tight buds to pucker. Her hips rose to meet his every time he tugged on one of the rose-colored tips.
His lips continued a path down her ribs to her belly button. When the tip of his tongue dipped into the tiny crevice, she parted her thighs on an exhale.
Lifting his head, he watched her expression as he stroked her slick folds with his thumb. She widened her legs and transferred her hands to dig at the sheets. Gently circling the nub of her clitoris with his thumb, he eased one finger into her slick, dewy channel.
Immediately her muscles clenched around his finger, and a tingle started at the base of his spine. Shit. All he was doing was touching her, and he was already about to blow.
Slowly his finger retreated, then entered her again. When she exhaled, she whispered his name. The soft “Rafe” filled the silence in the room.
All he wanted was to hear her say it again. He slid his finger inside her again, followed by an achingly slow retreat, and she whispered, “Oh God.”
Diana rotated her hips under his hands, coating his fingers with her juices. “Rafe, please—”
With her hips doing half the work, Rafe began moving his fingers again. Gently making love to her while his thumb stroked her clit. Her hips began to move in time with increasing tempo. She rode his fingers, and Rafe was mesmerized by her soft flesh. Gently he removed his fingers, ignoring the protest from her, and instead replaced them with his tongue.
Diana gasped and sat up in the bed, but he didn’t stop, just held her legs wide, splaying her softness to him. While his thumbs parted her folds, he lapped at the sensitive flesh as she quivered around his tongue. The more he lapped at her, the wetter she became.
Rafe could tell the moment she gave in to the sensations. She lay back against the sheets and held his head in place while trying to widen her thighs. Tracing circles around her clit with his tongue, he drove her higher and higher until her whole body tensed.
Her inner walls quivered against his questing tongue, and her breathing came out in labored puffs. Placing a gentle kiss on the sensitive button, he drew himself back up her body, using his elbows as support. She blinked up at him with wide eyes. “You’re very good at that, Mr. DeMarco.”
“You sure do know how to stroke a guy’s ego, don’t you?” he drawled.
Diana reached between them, and her delicate fingers closed around the rigid length of him. His vision blurred, and that tingle started at the base of his spine again. He’d known it from the moment he first saw her—Diana was trouble.
“I’m pretty sure this isn’t your ego.”
He dropped his forehead to hers. “Jesus, Diana.”
She pumped him again but this time brought his cock to her dewy center. Rafe hissed a breath and squeezed his eyes shut. Why did she feel so fucking good?
Diana’s nails scored his back, and he groaned. “Fuck. Diana.” He pushed in to the hilt, and she hissed beneath him. He tried not to move, to let her get accustomed to him and breathe for a minute. But that voice in his head wouldn’t stop. Rush. Take. Brand. He withdrew by increments, and she hissed again.
Her breathing still ragged, she slowly smiled up at him. “Yes. Rafe, please don’t stop.”
That was all the invitation he needed. Withdrawing to the tip of his cock, he surged forward, keeping up that slow and steady tempo until she started to claw at his back. Her hips pumped against his, her velvet sheath swallowing the length of him.
The walls of her slick lining started to convulse against him once more. He knew what was coming now. “That’s it, sweetheart, come for me.” He kissed her deep, one hand tugging at the tip of her breast. The other reached between them, his thumb finding the dew-slick button and circling it.
Diana threw her head back, arching her back and giving him unfettered access to her breast. “Rafe!” She called his name on a breath as her body shook beneath him.
As she rode the wave, he continued to drive into her, longing to keep her ride going as long as he could. Wishing he could stay in that bubble of bliss forever.
“Goddamn, Diana, you are so beautiful.”
“You make me feel beautiful.”
Rafe canted his hips again. He needed to come. But her velvet walls still clung to him, gently milking him, still driving him insane.
