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Holy hell, could the man kiss.The first brush of his lips was gentle, just a whisper of movement. He pulled back briefly, his eyes fluttering open so he could assess me.
I held my breath and prayed for more. When his lips returned to mine, I could barely hide my moan of relief.
The next kiss had more weight, his lips sliding over mine, warming my entire body with just that easy contact. And then his tongue peeked out and moved against my lips, and I gasped.
Rafe took full advantage of that small sound from my open mouth and slid his tongue inside to explore.
I melted into the kiss, meeting each thrust of his tongue with mine, relishing the way he dug his hands into my hair at the nape of my neck, gently tugging, angling me so he could kiss me deeper.
My skin felt too tight, my breath too shallow, and something low in my core pulled tight. With every lick of Rafe’s tongue and every tug of his hand, I molded myself against him, pressing my breasts into his side.
Rafe growled low and shifted me on his lap so I straddled him.Oh. My. God. That felt so damn good, the pulsing length of him directly where I needed it so badly. Where I longed to have him.
He tore his lips from mine and muttered a low, unintelligible curse before dragging his lips back to mine and kissing me again. I wanted more. So much more.
And I knew Rafe could give it to me.
CHAPTERSEVEN
Rafe
Control gone.
Never mind that this might be a bad idea. Never mind that my instincts were still searching for a reason not to trust her. I wanted her. For once I wanted softness and hope. I’d lived in the dark for too long. I didn’t want to be that person anymore.
I wasn’t in that world anymore. I lived in the light now. I’d thought like a killer for too damn long. I stood with her in my arms. I wasn’t sure where I was taking us, but I needed a good surface to spread her out on. She had so many enticing dips and curves, and I wanted to explore them all.
Lifting her easily, I carried her to my bedroom and placed her gently in the middle of the bed. Diana spread her arms out to stabilize herself and then giggled as I crawled over her.
“I feel like a gazelle being stalked by a lion.” She spread her legs to make room for me.
I settled against her, feeling her heat even through the thick material of her jeans. Which reminded me that we were both overdressed. I tugged the denim down her legs, leaving her in a pair of plain white cotton panties. Why the fuck was that so hot? I made quick work of my own clothes, tossing everything in a pile at the foot of the bed. Diana’s eyes widened when she took me in, and I was never more grateful for the punishing workout regime I maintained. Being a professional bad guy had taken its toll on my psyche, but it had done insane things for my muscle definition.
“Wow,” Diana breathed. “You look like you were carved out of concrete.” Her eyes roamed over every inch of me, finally landing on the huge erection that I didn’t even bother trying to hide from her.
“Yeah, that part too, huh?”
A blush stole up her neck and cheeks. “Definitely that part.”
I crawled over her, kissing up her right leg until I got to the edge of those fucking sexy-ass panties. It made me think of when I’d had to talk my way into a girl’s panties in high school. So innocent and fucking sweet. All the reasons Diana could do so much better than a guy like me.
“I wish I could be better for you,” I said before I thought about it. But I’d taken this as slow as I could, had given her time to turn me down, but I wasn’t giving her any more.
I wasn’t that fucking nice.
“You are exactly who you’re supposed to be, Rafael DeMarco. And I like that.”
I might not be the good guy she deserved, but I was the guy who could fuck her like she needed. I could worship her perfect body so she’d never again accept anything less than adoration from any man in the future.
I tugged the panties down and then instantly replaced the fabric with my tongue. Surprised, Diana arched into my touch. Soft moans floated down to me as I grasped her under the hips and pulled her closer. I needed to get deeper. When I finally thrust my tongue in and then pulled back to focus on her clit, she screamed as she shook and clenched against my face.
The reaction just spurred me on, and I didn’t let her rest or pull back. I swirled my tongue around the little hot button that I knew would take her there again. I loved everything about being with her this way, having her honey all over my face and feeling her come unraveled with each suck, lick, and touch.
“Rafe, you have to stop. I-I can’t take any more!”
I shook my head and she squealed when the movement brushed my tongue back and forth over the lips of her sex.
Oh, you like that, do you?
