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Chapter Five: Jamie
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The last few weeks have been a revelation for me. Rafe has turned out to be a gentleman with infinite patience, a wicked sense of humor and a ready smile for everyone around him.
He’s taken me out ice skating, which I haven’t done since I was a teenager. And he caught me when I almost busted my ass. I looked up at him when his hands slid under my arms and his wicked grin was almost my undoing.
“Can’t let anything happen to that perfect ass of yours,” he said and helped me to my feet. I waited for him to try and kiss me since I was plastered against him. But nothing. He just took my hand and held it while we skated around in our own little world. We didn’t even talk. Just smiled at each other.
It’s now our seventh date and we’re way past the whole sleep with them on the third date and I’m torn. My hussy of a body has been insisting for awhile now that he’s got what she wants.
Now my brain is trying to get in on the argument and she’s taken sides with my body. What’s not to like about a man who makes you laugh and want to slug him all at the same time!
There’s a knock at the door and I slip my hands down my black lace dress, smoothing out invisible wrinkles. I open the door and almost moan. He’s wearing a dark gold sweater over top of a white button-down and those slim-fitting jeans that outline every damn thing he’s got. His hazel eyes are sparkling with laughter like he knows exactly what I’m thinking and this time he’s holding out a bouquet of peach and silver roses in his big hands. I shiver when he hands them to me and accidentally grazes my fingertips.
“Come on in. Have a seat and I’ll put these in water.” I walk to the kitchen and glance over my shoulder to see him close the door while his eyes never leave my ass.
I put them hastily in a glass vase and walk out of the kitchen just in time to see him take a seat, with the classic man spreading thing.
That’s it. My brain fries and everything clicks. I don’t want to go anywhere tonight. I just want to fuck him and stop wondering and worrying about everything. I want to forget life and just revel in him and what he can make me feel.
Mind made up, I sway across the room and of course trip on a piece of air, landing in his lap. He huffs out a startled breath and smiles.
“If you want me all you have to do is ask, princess. Not necessary to fall into my arms.”
My hands slide behind his neck and his eyes widen and then narrow. “You’re giving me signals here and I want to make sure that you know what you’re getting into. Because it’s gonna be damn near impossible to stop. I told you before I want you.”
I don’t need him to tell me. I can feel his cock rising underneath my ass, hard and thick.
“I know exactly what I want, Rafe. I want you to fuck me. I want your cock in my pussy and I want to come all over you.”
His eyes close like he’s in pain and when he opens them the golden fire takes my breath away.
His lips slam down on mine, moans and groans drowning out my gasp of surprise. His lips gentle and then his hand slides around my jaw, cupping it like it’s fine porcelain and he doesn’t want to break it.
But that’s not what I want. I want him to break me. I want to lose control with him and just feel.
“Please,” I whisper. “I want hard and fast. I don’t want you to treat me like a doll. I want you to break me like a woman.”
He pulls back just a breath and his pupils have overtaken his eyes. He’s drowning in the same desire that’s tugging at me. But he bites his lip. “Baby, I don’t want to hurt you. I just want to make this so good for you.”
I grind down on his rigid length making him suck in air. “You’re not going to hurt me unless you hold back. I want it all.”
And with that he stands and sets me on the couch, pulling off his sweater and shirt and dropping them to the floor. His chest is wide and shadowed softly with dark hair, muscles flexing all the way down to that perfect damn six-pack and the swoon-worthy “v”s at the side of his waist. He leans over me, his dark hair already disheveled and I slide my hand into the silky length, tugging while he smirks at me.
Then he sets my hand aside and he kneels on the floor at my feet, stalking up my body, slipping his hands under the hem of my dress and shoving it up one inch at a time while we both hold our breath. He reaches my panties and breathes out a harsh moan.
“These are mine now. You don’t get them back.” He rips them from my hips and I moan, shuddering under him.
“I swear you look like you’re about to come just from that, baby girl.” My hips are rolling. My clit is pulsing and my juices are leaking down my thighs.
He dances a finger through my wet folds and gathers some of my juices and licks his finger, eyes closing and a hoarse groan tearing out of him.
“Damn, you taste fine. Like a five hundred dollar bottle of wine.”
“Not a thousand?” I gasp.
“I’ve never tried one of those but let me check.” He nuzzles down into my core and his big hands shove my knees wide. I blush, knowing he can see all of me now. There’s awe on his face right before he dives in and licks a delicate stripe up through my weeping, swollen folds.
