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To hold on and attempt some level of control, I slid my fingers into the thick, soft curls at his nape and gently tugged. With a moan, he smoothed a hand down my back to the curve of my ass and tucked me closer to his body. I rolled my hips into his, and Rafe tore his mouth from mine with a harsh curse.
“Diana, you’re addictive. I can’t stop.”
I trembled in his arms. “Then don’t.”
I shivered as Rafe kissed me softly before shifting so my head was closer to the headboard. He then settled his body between my legs, tracing a path of kisses from my lips to my jaw, to the sensitive hollow between my neck and ear. Slowly, he brushed kisses over my belly, and I held my breath.
Leaning down, he breathed soft kisses on first one, then the other nipple, each responding to his caress by instantly budding into hard little peaks. Focusing his attention on one, he drew the dark bud into his mouth, taking greedy tugs while his thumb teased the other.
I bucked, and my back bowed as pleasure reverberated through my body.
“Yes, I need more. I can’t stop.” Rafe panted hard.
That’s when I noticed how flushed his cheeks were. He was bright red, like he’d just run a marathon.
“Are you okay? You’re all red.”
He lifted his head. “I’m not surprised. I feel like I’m on fire. You drive me crazy, you know that?”
Sure fingers slid through my lips, seeking my center. Rafe met my gaze as he found his quarry. Dark eyes, wild with lust, gazed at me, watching my reaction as his questing finger found the center of my torment.
I cried out as he gently sank into me. Rafe held perfectly still except for his questing finger, gently exploring and retreating, occasionally detouring to swirl around my clit but always returning to delve just a little deeper inside me.
“Jesus, you are so tight. So hot…” He bit his bottom lip as he sank in with two fingers and his thumb traced circles on my clit.
Molten heat spread through my body. I parted my legs to give him even better access to my folds. “Rafe…”
Instead of coaxing a response from me, he demanded one, and my body gave him what he wanted. His thigh wedged between my legs, bringing him in contact with my throbbing clit. I could feel the heat and hardness of his leg muscles and the friction he applied to my sweet spot. My hips gave an involuntary jerk, and he gave me a satisfied grunt.
He left a trail of buzzing nerve endings in his wake as his hand traveled up my belly, then my ribs to my breast. His lips slid back over mine as his thumb skimmed the underside of my breast. Another shot of lust hit me hard, and I rocked my hips on his thigh. When he did it again, I threw my head back.
He trailed kisses along my jawline, then dipped his head farther to my neck. He traced a thumb over my nipple and I cried out. Moisture and heat rushed to my center, and the building need tipped me close to the edge of ecstasy. It wouldn’t take much. Just one more stroke from his deft fingers, maybe two.
“Jesus, you are so beautiful,” he whispered.
“Rafe…”
Suddenly his fingers slid away. I opened my eyes to find him slumped over, his eyes closed.
“Oh my God. Rafe?”
His eyes opened instantly. “Hmm?” His eyes latched on to my bare breasts and he smiled. “You’re so beautiful.”
I gasped. “What just happened? Are you sick?”
His brow furrowed. “No, I’m fine now. I took the aspirin in your purse.”
My mouth fell open as his eyes closed again. Holy shit. He’d drugged himself! Guilt assailed me as I pressed a hand against his forehead.
Well, that definitely explained his out-of-control libido tonight. But I hadn’t expected him to just conk out all of a sudden either.
As I watched him sleep, dread crept through my system. If I’d been waiting for a sign, there would never be a clearer one than this. Rafe would be out for hours.
This was my chance.
* * *
I gently moved over the mattress, grabbing Rafe’s shirt from the floor and pulling it over my head. Everything from my muscles to my soft center ached from the many times we’d made love. But the thing that hurt the most was my heart. Pain sliced through the beating organ. I knew I didn’t have a choice, but the thought of leaving him… of hurting him… it still pained me. What would he think? How would he feel once I was gone?
