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He looks so heartbreakingly handsome.
He looks like such a douche.
I draw back my foot and kick him in the shin.
His body moves before his eyes open, flipping me onto my back and coming down on top of me with a hot hiss.
“Did you justkickme?”
“You got lucky, I was aiming for your dick.”
He finally pops an eye open, pinning me with a bleary yet blistering glare. “Fuck was that for?”
“I’d give you three guesses, but all of them will probably be right.”
His frown softens when his gaze drops to my lips. He shifts his weight to cup my cheek with one hand, and lowers his mouth to mine. “Good morning to you too,” he murmurs, kissing me gently. “Let me get one kiss in before you bite my head off.”
Melting into the mattress is an involuntary reflex. So is the pathetic sigh that rises in my throat. Rafe takes it as permission to kiss me again. “All right, maybe two,” he says, scraping his teeth over my bottom lip.
I can feel him hardening against my inner thigh, and my nipples tighten in anticipation. We fucked last night—all night. A lot. On my now-broken sofa, in my too-small shower. With his lips against mine a novelty, and his silky sweet-nothings in my ear, I was weak-willed and pliable—the girl on the yacht who threw everything that wasn’t nailed down into the raging Pacific was nowhere to be seen. I bailed on work. I sent away pizza,for Christ’s sake.
Rafe’s kiss travels south and so does his hand, gripping the base of his erection and rubbing it along my slit. My eyes roll damn-near to the back of my head.
No.
I clamp my thighs shut. “Stop it,” I hiss, twisting to glare out the window. “I’m pissed at you.”
He holds my jaw in my place and dips to suck on a nipple.Fuck.“I know, baby,” he says, after a sloppypopas his mouth releases my breast. “Let me make it up to you.”
My toes curl and my back arches. I clench my teeth together to stop myself from moaning. “Another orgasm isn’t going to cut it.”
He moves up to my throat again, smiling against it. “No? Then what do you want? Diamonds? A car? Two cars? An island, Queenie? A Birkin in every color? Fuck,” He licks the sensitive spot behind my ear. “I’ll give you the world in every color if you want it.”
I can’t help but grunt a noise of approval. It’s the hustler in me, I guess. “Yes.”
“Yes to what?”
“All of it.”
His chuckle vibrates against my pulse. “Deal.”
“And one more thing.”
“Anything, it’s yours.”
I grab a fistful of his hair and yank his head back. “I want you to leave.”
His stare is half-lidded and confused. “Leave what?”
“My bed. My apartment.” I swallow. “You’ve got to go.”
It takes Rafe three heavy seconds to register what I’m saying. When he does, he leans his weight on his palms and glares down at me. “What?”
I take advantage of the distance he put between us and escape, jumping out from underneath him and wrapping the bed sheet around myself. I run to the window, where I’m far enough away from him that those large hands and that expert tongue can’t sway my decision.
“What did you think was going to happen, Rafe? Did you think you could pop my front door off its hinges, lick my pussy, flash me those abs, and all would be forgiven? Over a tiny twist of fate? What type of sponge-brained idiot do you take me for?”
Sitting up on the corner of the bed now, he stares at me blankly. “Why did you fuck me last night then?”
