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He curved over her and kissed her loud and quick on the lips. “Let’s eat, then.”
Abbe propped herself up on her elbows and watched him navigate his stadium-sized bedroom naked. He took care of his body, that was obvious, but she also enjoyed the way he was put together with or without the carefully landscaped musculature. He was long and lean, and at the small of his back, he had these two divots on either side of his lower spine right before the curve of his ass swelled beneath them. It was little things like that she liked. She watched him go into his walk-in closet, touch the edge of a drawer that opened silently, and select a pair of knit joggers that he pulled on without underwear.
He came out of the walk-in shirtless, the joggers riding low on the scythes of his hipbones, and the line of his cock pressing against the knit material, totally oblivious to the fact that Abbe was considering easing him back down on top of her.
He saw her lying back on the bed, completely naked, watching him. He stopped and his blue eyes darkened as his pupils dilated.
Abbe sat up. “No. I’m hungry.”
He tried to protest, but Abbe stood and sauntered past him toward his closet, loving the way he ogled her body.
“What can I wear?” she asked, getting a glimpse of an impressive sneaker collection before he caught her hand in his and pulled her toward the door.
“Next room,” he said, leading her one door down the hallway to what was obviously a woman’s bedroom.
Abbe stopped and looked around, suddenly not sure she wanted to be there. It wasn’t just furnished for a woman, all signs pointed to the room being lived in. There was a laptop on the desk, a hairdryer on the vanity in the enormous bathroom, and bath salts by the large, white soaking tub. Rafe walked by all of this stuff and into the walk-in closet that adjoined the boudoir and bathroom, to what was a completely filled, organized, and curated collection of clothes.
He went to the built-in drawers that formed a center island in the walk-in and started pressing the corners of the drawers, which opened with an automatic soft touch.
“Rafe? Whose room is this?” Abbe asked, her tone abrupt with anger.
He looked up at her, his mouth parted in surprise. “My sister’s,” he said quickly, his eyes wide. Abbe relaxed and smiled, and he did too, letting out a gusty breath. “Shit, I thought I told you that I had a sister,” he said, taking out a pair of lounging yoga pants and the shrunken pullover hoodie that went with it.
“You did, but I didn’t think shelivedwith you,” Abbe replied defensively.
“She doesn’t,” he replied holding out the clothes, but not letting them go when Abbe grabbed them. “I just have a room for her when she stays.” He used the clothes that they both held to pull her to him. “Did you think I had another girlfriend?”
“Yeah,” she said, like it was obvious.
“Nope. No one but you,” he said, running his hands over her naked back, and grabbing a fist full of her ass to pull her up until she was on her tiptoes and balancing against him. His eyes narrowed and his mouth thinned into a line. “You’re not seeing anyone else, are you?”
Abbe laughed, saw that this wasn’t funny to him, and schooled herself. “No,” she replied. “No one but you.”
“Come here,” he said, though she couldn’t get much closer. He pushed the waistband down beneath his stiffening cock and turned her around, tilting her forward over the island. “Can you get off this way?” he asked thrusting himself inside her.
After she let out a gasp she said, “Never have before, but it wouldn’t be the first time I’ve had a first with you.”
He made a broken sound. “The things you say destroy me. Did you know that?” he asked, his lips right by her ear, and his breath hot on her neck. “Do this so I can touch you.”
He tilted her slightly to the side and had her brace one raised knee up on the island. Then he reached under her leg to rub his fingertips against her clit while he took her from behind. He wasn’t gentle, but she didn’t want him to be, and after a few short and furious minutes they were both climaxing again.
Abbe felt the weight of him, pressing her against the island while they both waited for the shaking to stop. He stood up and turned her around to face him, draping her arms over his shoulders and dropping his face into the crook of her neck.
“I’m so hungry,” he groaned.
“If we don’t eat soon, your sister’s going to find our skeletons in here. Still humping probably,” she added, cracking up.
She felt his whole body shaking with laughter, and they both tipped to the side and nearly fell over.
Eleven
They finally managed to pull themselves together, get some clothes on their bodies, and make it to the kitchen where they both stood staring into the bright white glow of one of Rafe’s many refrigerators.
“What’s in that one?” Abbe said, pointing to a glass snap-ware container.
“I think that’s chicken cordon blue?” he said uncertainly.
She pointed at another. “That one?”
