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My hand flies to the spot where he grabbed me, my clit twitching. He chuckles, and I gasp, seeing the dark wet spot marking his boxers.
He adjusts himself roughly. “I’ve got a lot of demons, Storm. I’ve been lied to, stabbed, shot, blown up and I’m still here,” he says, his voice dropping an octave.
My legs tremble from the intensity of the look in his eyes. Taking a deep breath I stare at the scars on his face, and swallow back the lump forming in my throat. “Is that what happened to you?” My heart is aching for him.
He pushes himself off the counter, nostrils flaring. “I survived, and I went on with my life. I saved my men. Me and my buddy, Wes, made a pact to try to find the pieces we lost on this mountain.”
“And did you?” I ask, my voice barely a whisper.
He shakes his head, those soulful eyes locking in on mine. “Not until you, kid.” His confession knocks the wind right out of my chest. “Would you stay if I asked you to, and leave it all behind, the fucking money, your family?”
I look down at my hands. He lifts my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes. Lust, hope, desire, they’re all reflected in them.
“I—” the words get stuck in the back of my throat, nerves buzzing through my body. I want to tell him the truth, but will he still want me? Could he fall in love with me like I have with him? I suck on my bottom lip while he pleads with his eyes to finish my sentence.
I love him, I do.
“Forget it, that’s crazy talk. I’m really sorry I hurt you,” he says, the tips of his fingers moving over the bruises. “Damn, this is going to leave a fucking mark for a couple of days.”
“I don’t mind, and you didn’t mean to,” I say softly, brushing my fingers over his temple.
He swears and swipes a couple of plates in the sink, breaking them in two. I jump up, not wanting to admit his masculine growl makes me even wetter. He pulls at his hair, pacing the kitchen while the dogs move to the living room. “You fucking should,kid,” he snarls.
I hop from the counter. “Why? I’m not afraid of you,” I say defiantly, pushing against his broad chest.
He stops and looks at me, his eyes glassy and hollow. “You’re all alone here, little girl, with a man almost twenty years older, and with a whole lot more experience,” he sneers, closing the distance between us. I step back, my butt hitting the counter. “I can do anything I want, and you wouldn’t be able to stop me. Shit, I already did.” His voice is laced with disgust.
“I don’t want you to stop.” My voice grows husky and low.
He takes my face between his big hands. “How can you be real, baby?” he asks, his eyes getting a shine to them. His words send waves of desire coursing through my veins. I want this man so badly that I have trouble breathing.
He corners me, and I have to crane my neck to look him in the eyes. His hand lands on my waist, pushing my shirt up. In turn, I press myself against his erect cock, showing him I’m not afraid. I know what he’s capable of, but he would never hurt me. I believe it with my whole heart.
He tilts my chin up and flashes me a predatory grin. “Don’t be so sure I wouldn’t take what I want when you drop your guard,” he warns, wetting his lips looking at my bare pussy. “Before you know it, you’re waking up in the morning with my dick buried between your legs while I slowly fuck you from behind. Or getting trapped in the bathroom, while I screw you against the wall, balancing you on my cock.” My heart races at the thought. “Sucking on your tits as I play with your clit, while you beg me to make you come.”
His dirty words send trembles to my core, wetness seeping out from between my pussy lips. Those calloused fingers drift down and run over the coarse hairs there. “I know you like it when I take what I want, you get wet as fuck, don’t you, babe,” he grunts. Leaning forward, his lips part, and I think he’s going to kiss me. Instead, he inhales deeply, staring into my eyes. “You smell so sweet, baby girl.”
“Rafe, please.” I drop my forehead against his shoulder, watching as he parts my swollen lips with his thumb and index finger, his other hand burrowing into my hair at the nape of my neck. “Stop thinking, honey, and let me see you shatter,” he says, pressing his mouth against my ear.
I hiss, and his breathing changes as we both watch the pad of his thumb sliding through my arousal. I close my eyes for a second and yelp when he pinches my clit.
“Keep them open and watch,” he rasps out in pleasure. The tips of his fingers swirl around my tightly-wound little nub. Pushing a knee between my legs so he can hold them open, I watch in awe as his underwear shift down a little. The purple head of his cock, wet from pre-cum. Pleasure shoots through my brain as he presses down on my clit, smashing his lips against mine, breathing in my groans.
“This body belongs to me, your moans, your orgasms, I get to have it all,” he mumbles. “No one else.”
“Yes,” I say hoarsely, stealing a kiss from him before I drop my cheek against his hard chest, watching him wet his lips. He runs his other hand down my spine. “Cross your arms behind your back.” I place them on the counter, and a slow smile spreads across his face while he pins my hands under his, making it impossible for me to move out of his strong hold.
“There’s a good girl.” He grins when I arch my back.
I whimper as he continues his assault on my pussy. His thumb teasing my clit, he says, “I can feel your heartbeat right here.”
My knees buck as the first spasms of my building orgasm hit me between my legs. With his knee pressed between mine, he holds me up. “You like to play, don’t you?” His deep voice only adds to the overwhelming sensation of not being able to move. I start to pant, wanting him to slip his fingers in. I spread my legs even wider, needing to come so badly.
I feel him smile against my mouth. “Such a greedy little cunt.”
“Yes, oh fuck,” I breathe out on a moan.
“You shouldn’t swear.” He smirks. “Only when my dick enters your tight little ass.” He swirls his fingers around, rubbing at my walls, and looks at me.
