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His chin wrapped along the top of her head for only a moment before he wedged a hand under chin, dragging her face back to his, his mouth still ravenous for more of her.
Her bottom lip captured between his lips, he lifted her fully and both of her legs came up, wrapping around his waist.
The hard line of his shaft landed at the crux of her and sent a wicked ache into her folds, her body instantly racing forward to that beautiful, agonizing wasteland just before another orgasm hit. Her hips gyrating her body against his cock, her eyes closed, a moan rumbling from deep in her chest as Rafe chuckled, his warm breath brushing across her cheek.
“You’re already so close.”
She couldn’t open her eyes to him, even though she knew he would be studying her face. She could only nod, for she was too lost in the feel of his shaft grinding against her.
“Too—too many clothes,” she choked out.
He chuckled again and strode over to the tall stump of a downed tree and sat down. She straddled him, the toes of her boots barely reaching the cold ground, but able to gain traction against the crumbling bark of the stump.
“I want you in a bed.” His warm breath tickled the spot just below her ear as he tasted her neck. “Naked. Stretched out in front of me. My hands on every inch of your body.”
Her eyes opened to him, her right hand burying into the back of his hair as her hips swiveled, seeking more friction against the iron of his member. “And I want you in this forest. Now. Don’t ask me to come to you with crushing need and then deny it.”
He lifted his head, reading the urgency in her look. Wanton lust invaded the mirth in his eyes and he reached down, pulling and pushing at her skirts until it was just her raw bottom on his lap, her skirts mostly to the sides and not hindering movement. His fingers dove inward, searching along her folds and flicking over her nubbin. Teasing. Making brutal mewls tumble from her lips. Drawing her close to orgasm when all she needed to do in the moment was hold out.
Hold out.
Sucking in a deep breath, she reached down, unbuttoning the fall front of his trousers, and his cock surged upward from the fabric.
Good heavens, it hadn’t been that big before, had it?
Yes. Yes, it had. It was just the angle. It had to be the angle. Of course he would fit into her. He had to, even if it looked impossible. Men and women were built for this. All through the ages, it worked.
She had to trust in that.
Her right hand slipped down along his shaft, feeling with her fingers all she’d felt with her tongue. The ridges, the long steely lines of it.
“Vic—” The word came out tortured and she could see what he was going to say.
“I’m ready—all of it.”
He waited until she met his gaze and she let him read every intention in her eyes.
With a growl, his hands wrapped around her hips and he lifted her, poising her just above him, the tip of his cock pressing into her entrance.
His eyes locked with hers and, ever so slowly, he sank her body downward, his shaft sliding up into her.
So big. Taking up so much space in her. But stretching her to where pleasure multiplied, flooding outward into every corner of her body.
The tip of his shaft hit sudden resistance at her barrier and he halted all motion, his fingers along her hips tightening.
She wasn’t going to let him stop now.
Wedging her toes against the tree trunk, she drove her body downward, his cock breaking through the barrier.
Pain. Pain flooding her and she winced, her eyes closed, her head curling into her chest.
His right hand shifted in an instant, his thumb under her chin and his fingers gripping her jawline and forcing her face up to him. “Open your eyes.”
One beat. Two.
She opened her eyes to him.
His body quivered with brutal restraint, but his eyes held nothing but concern. “It will ease. Breathe.”
