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“Show me,” he groans, his eyes devouring me.
“No, I can’t,” I say, blushing profoundly.
“I said,” he clears his throat and continues, “show me how you get yourself off before I plow my dick into your tight virgin asshole.” The harshness of his words floods my pussy with arousal.
Slipping in another finger, I watch him, his eyes never breaking away from looking at me. “Show me,” he repeats, settling himself on his knees on the bed above my legs, not taking his eyes of me.
I grind my heels in the mattress, my back arching as I close my thighs, shivers running down my spine.
“Damn, baby,” he rasps, placing one hand next to my head, the muscles in his arms straining. On a groan, he pushes two fingers in my pussy while I rub my clit. “Stroke your pretty nub harder and let me watch.”
“Oh, Rafe. Ah, please.”
He flicks my clit with his thumb, and the orgasm rips a scream from my throat while I come, my release drenching his fingers with wetness.
“So beautiful,” he says, gazing down at me, straddling my thighs while he licks my fingers clean as my body continues to shake. He drops to his side and pushes his elbow under his cheek, watching me as I catch my breath.
I turn my face, running my eyes over his features. He inches forward and presses his lips to mine so softly that tears spring to my eyes. Pulling back, he asks, “What is it, kid?”
“I don’t want to leave,” I confess, turning on my side.
“I know.” We lay there, staring at each other, not saying anything for a while, my eyelids slowly dropping. He shakes his head. “You’re tired, aren’t you?”
I yawn, underlining his point.
He chuckles. “Sleep for a while, you’re not leaving yet.” As my eyes start to droop, I think I hear him say, “I hope you won’t when the time comes.”
My eyes fly open. Something is wrong. Looking to my left, Rafe is tossing and turning in his sleep, muttering something I can’t make out about getting more arms and backup. He’s sweating and grabbing the sheets between his clutched fists.
“Baby,” I whisper. I skim my lips over his forehead, and he stops fussing, a deep breath leaving his body. I wait for a couple minutes, watching his breath even out and push the covers off me, then head to the bathroom. After a quick break, I grab my camera and walk on tiptoes to the bedroom. Stopping in the door opening, I stare at his sleeping form and shoot a couple pictures so I’ll always have something of him to remember.
Turning to his front, he pushes both arms under his pillow. A soft morning sun shines on his back, his tattoo moving up and down while he sleeps. The man is a work of art,and a piece of work,I laugh quietly, careful not to wake him as I place the camera on the nightstand.
I climb onto the bed and lay down on top of him, the hard planes of his muscles stabbing against my hipbones. Molding myself to his body, I bury my nose in his neck, inhaling deep, and listening to his heartbeat. He stirs under me and turns his face to the left, slowly opening his eyes, a soft grin playing on his lips.
“What are you doing?” His voice is a little rough with sleep.
I kiss between his shoulder blades, running my tongue over his tattoo. “Nothing.” I smile against his skin.
“I could get used to waking up like this.” Groaning, he locks our fingers together and guides them down and under his chest, pushing his pelvis up so I can feel how hard he is.
“Ready for my cock, baby?” he husks out, his voice thick and hoarse. He puts his weight on his right side and guides my hand up and down his rigid shaft, stroking him until wetness coats my palm, his dick throbbing in my grip.
“I want you, Rafe,” I whisper, my pussy leaking on his lower back.
He turns on his side and presses me down on my front with his big body.
“And I like having you all naked and ready for me.All fucking mine.” His voice is filled with wonder.
He trails warm, wet kisses over my spine. “I—” he begins. “Are you ready?” he asks reluctantly. This is the first time I heard doubt in his deep voice. His dick jumps out against my side as his hand roams over my body, his finger sliding from the top of my ass down the crack.
“Yes,” I moan, tossing my hair back. I want him to sink his big cock into me from behind. I hold my breath. I never wanted this, but with him, everything feels different, like we are meant to be. My stomach flutters with anticipation.He’s mine.
“Breathe, kid,” he orders, his voice thick with emotion, as his finger skims my puckered hole. Goosebumps cover my arms, and on instinct, I clench my cheeks.
“I trust you, Rafe,” I whisper.
He hesitates before kissing the indent above my butt, his fingers trailing a path over the curve. He dips them down between my spread thighs, finding wet heat. “You’re mine, Storm. You belong withme.”
