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Chapter Five
The weight of Rafe’s body on top of her, coupled with the soft give of the mattress beneath her, sent Kayla into ecstasy. She rocked her hips and reveled in the lack of seat belts jamming into her spine, bricks rubbing her shoulders, or splinters digging into her butt. She was in a bed—her bed—and she was with Rafe.
Maybe it wasn’t fair, maybe she was being selfish— sure as hell, she was being reckless—but she’d never had an opportunity like this before, and who knew if she’d ever have one again. Rafe wanted her. Like maybe enough that even with Aaron and Opal and the insanity that was her life, she wouldn’t have to give him up. The temptation was too much to resist.
She pulled at the buttons on his fly, freeing his cock as she kicked at his pants trying to push them off his body.
Rafe pulled a condom from his back pocket and dropped it on the pillow before working his pants off his feet and shucking them to the side of the bed with a kick. Then he was above her, helping her out of her clothes until they were both naked. His long, lean body pinned her, and he gave her a lingering kiss before meeting her gaze.
“You won’t regret this.”
She nodded. God, she hoped not.
No more rushing, no more racing. Only them. Rafe kissed her. The slow glide of his lips, tender and unhurried, slipped beneath her defenses and settled into her soul.
Kayla opened to him, taking the wet velvet caress of his tongue as a wave of sensual awareness washed through her. Heat warmed her body and limbs, and a simmering sensation danced across the surface of her skin. So different from last night’s flash flame. With every soft probe of his tongue, pulsing waves of anticipation stroked lazy circles low through her belly, making her wet with need.
She locked her arms around his neck, bringing her knee up the side of his bare hip. She’d never experienced a seduction like this. Unhurried. Thorough. Complete. And she had no choice but to give herself over to it.
Angling his head, Rafe deepened the kiss. His tongue filled her mouth with a constant thrust and retreat, a teasing penetration that made her ache for more. For all of him. His smoldering gaze raked her naked skin in deliberate appraisal, pausing to consider her every curve, rise, and valley, before finally halting at her eyes. “You’re so beautiful.”
No one had ever looked at her that way. “You make me feel that way.”
He knelt at her feet, wrapped his warm palms around her ankles, and pulled them gently to rest on either side of him. Lowering his mouth to the inside of her knee, nipped at her tender skin and ran his lips along her inner thigh, slowing at the top.
“Everything about you.” He drew a deep breath though his nose and whispered, “Your scent…” before licking through her sex and groaning. “Your taste…you’ve put this spell on me.”
Her breath coming hard, Kayla studied the masculine form crawling up her body. His shoulders flexed and released, his muscles rolling over one another as he shifted his weight from arm to arm. When his mouth finally met hers, he slipped his tongue between her parted lips and the fleeting taste of her arousal sent spasms ripping through her core.
The slow rub of his tongue continued against her own in a sultry caress that made her want to beg for him to take her. She needed him.
Then his hand was between her legs, stroking through her slickness, teasing her, before sinking two thick digits home.
Arching her back, she cried out with ecstasy at the invasive friction and stretch of her inner walls. “Rafe…please,” she begged.
“Fuck, I dreamed of that. You saying my name,” he growled in her ear, his breath sending chills streaking across the overheated surface of her skin. He thrust into her again. “I can’t get enough.”
“Rafe!”
Another deep growl and he withdrew to reach for the condom. Sitting back on his knees, he rolled the thin latex down his shaft as Kayla watched, restless and needy.
When he moved back over her, the stark hunger in his eyes promised the waiting was over. He pushed inside, parting her aching inner muscles with a pleasure-pain stretch as his thick head and hard length bore into her depths. She took him completely, gasping at the sensation of his shaft nudging her womb and his groin kissing the spread of her sex.
Rafe bowed his head, met her mouth with his own, and set a steady pace of deep thrusts and slow retreats. It was heaven. So good. And the way he looked at her—Could this be real?
Her fingers dug into the strong muscles of his back as he moved within her, the pleasure building hard and fast. She wanted to hold back, to make it last, but Rafe already had her there. Coming apart beneath his whispers of praise and encouragement, she panted his name as she clung to him.
Then he was with her, his eyes locked with hers as, muscles tensed and skin slick with sweat, he drove into her again and again. With one final thrust, he buried his face in her neck and roared her name.
Their bodies glistened with sweat as they lay together, trying to catch their breaths and slow their hearts. Rafe slid an arm beneath her back, shifted, and rolled her on top of him where she rested her head on his chest. It was taunting fate—no, taunting Aaron—for them to stay like that. Naked, sated, and sweaty. But within the strong hold of Rafe’s arms nothing else seemed to matter.
For once, she wasn’t worried. Wasn’t waiting for the other shoe to drop. There was only this perfect moment in which their hearts drummed in time and their bodies fit together like two halves of a whole, and she snuggled into it. She wanted this memory. Just one minute more, and then she’d get Rafe out of there before Aaron had a chance to do it for her.
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Kayla woke to Opal’s gasp of surprise. She struggled to rise off the bed, but her legs were completely tangled with something.
Someone, Kayla realized with a start.
