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She shook her head.
“Do you want me to go get Harper?”
Laura let out a choked laugh. “No. Definitely not.”
His brows drew down in confusion. “I guess I’ll leave you alone then—”
She stopped him by kissing him. He froze. Was this really a good idea to do again? Maybe not, but that didn’t stop him from stepping closer.
* * *
Laura feltRafe’s momentary hesitation, but just as quickly he was kissing her back, one hand on her hip and the other fumbling for the door. Once it opened, he backed her through it and then pulled it shut behind them with a thud.
Pulling back he smiled down at her. “Which one is your room, Freckles?” he asked.
Laura backed away toward her side pulling him with her. God, this man did things to her. He made her think about things she’d stopped considering a decade ago. She wasn’t going to examine them too much right now, though.
No, right now all she wanted was the man in front of her to make her feel good again. Just inside her bedroom, Rafe tangled his hands in her hair and brought his lips to hers for another scorching kiss. Laura moaned into his mouth. Her hands moved under his shirt and smoothed up the muscles of his back. The feel of his skin under her fingertips was hot and smooth, but a shudder rippled through the muscles.
Breaking the kiss, he yanked the shirt over his head, dropping it on the floor. With sure fingers he undid the buttons of her shirt and pushed it off her shoulders, leaving her in her bra and jeans. For several long seconds they just looked at one another, then they were both moving, kicking off boots and tugging at socks and jeans.
Laura had to stifle a giggle at how desperate the two of them must have looked. Rafe finished first and lay down on the bed scooting up until he lay on the pillows. That made her hesitate. What was she supposed to do now?
Rafe must have sensed her unease, though, because he held out his hand to her. When she took it he tugged her until she crawled onto the bed and then lay down on top of him. He took her mouth, but this time it was slower, his tongue stroking against hers in a leisurely way that had her melting. Rafe’s hands trailed up and down her back in tantalizing patterns until she was squirming against him.
Pulling back he whispered, “Turn around,” against her mouth.
Laura froze, but Rafe swatted her backside lightly. “Don’t think, Freckles. It’ll be good, I promise.” It was just enough to make her draw in a sharp breath, but then he was kissing her again before maneuvering her so that she straddled his chest. The memory of the slight sting on her ass made her sex clench. Why? Pain was not her thing.
Then it didn’t matter anymore, because he grabbed her hips and yanked her farther back until she was on his face and his tongue swiped over her pulsing entrance.
“Ohh, Rafe…oh my God, ugh,” she rambled, her thoughts unable to move into coherent patterns. She couldn’t help it when her hips ground backward toward the delicious feeling of his tongue alternating between spearing inside her and licking at her like he was starving, and she was the only food for miles.
Finally he eased back and blew softly on her heated flesh, making her shiver.
“A little give and take maybe, Freckles?” he asked.
Asked. Not demanded. Or insinuated leaving her to try to figure things out on her own. He asked for what he wanted and left it up to her. Her eyes zeroed in on his erection, bobbing, flushed, and leaking.
Bracing one hand on the bed and the other on his hips she leaned forward and licked him like a melting ice cream cone. Rafe had already gone back to pleasuring her, so his moan of pleasure vibrated through her core making her clench and pushing closer to the edge.
Laura remembered the last time she’d done this, so she gripped the base of his pulsing length in one hand and opened her mouth wide around him.
“Fuck, Freckles, yes. Just like that.”
His hips pushed up toward her, but she was prepared, and he didn’t get far. She thought he must not really be trying too hard since he was still much bigger than her, but the reminder of her tight fist around him must have been enough. She bobbed her head up and down along the hot length of steely flesh and Rafe continued his ravishment of her with his mouth.
Finally he pulled back and said, “Enough. Turn back around. I want you to ride me, Freckles.”
Laura didn’t have enough inhibitions left to argue. This was new too, but so was everything she’d ever done with this man, and he had yet to let her down. They shifted together and then he held himself upright, helping her to line up with him. She looked at him to make sure and at his nod she lowered himself on to his thick cock, moaning at the delicious stretch and pressure. This angle was so much different? Why? Oh shit. He was so much deeper than in other positions.
Once she was seated on his hips, he tightened his muscles and thrust up into her. Laura’s hips jerked and she let out a long moan.
“That’s it, Freckles, ride me. Use me to get off.”
What. The. Fuck? She shifted again and spine-tingling pleasure spread out from her center, so she tried once more. There was no stopping after that. She circled and shifted until she was panting and whimpering with every single movement. When her orgasm crashed into her and she collapsed forward Rafe was there to hold her.
He rolled her onto his back and slung his hips forward making her keen as the pleasure spiked even higher.
“You like that, Freckles? You like using my dick to get off and then letting me fuck you hard—” He bit off his last word in a groan when she leaned up and sucked hard on the side of his neck.
The movement of his hips stuttered, and he cursed as he came deep inside her, the muscles of her sex still pulsing around him from her own orgasm.
Rafe finally collapsed on top of her, and when he made to move off of her, she made a noise of protest and held him tight. Not yet. She never would have believed that she would enjoy the feeling of a big man on top of her, but right now, it was perfect.
