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“One second,” she whispered, and I stared intently as the last lock clicked and she opened her door. “Raf?” She wiped her eyes, her frown appearing. “What are you doing?”
“Keeping my promise, mama.” I stepped inside, not waiting for her to invite me in, then closed her door, engaging all of the locks. Seven. That was how many she had, and they were all different.
“What? I…”
I finally turned back to her, not hesitating. Life was too damn short for all of the back and forth. It was time she knew what I felt, time she knew that I wanted her more than anything.
“I’m done waiting,” I told her, backing her up until her body was pressed against the wall. I caged her in, placing one arm above her head as my gaze dropped down to see what she was wearing: a tank top and a pair of tiny fuckin’ shorts. Jesus Christ. “Dammit, mama. You look fuckin’ divine.”
Her chest heaved at my words, and I didn’t miss the way her nipples protruded behind the white material. I couldn’t help myself as I reached out, stroking my thumb over first one, then the other, eliciting the sweetest moan from between her lips.
“Raf,” she murmured, her attention focused solely on me.
“Hmmm?” I was only half listening, captivated by her body and the fact that I was finally near her again. There had been times over the last three days where she’d been my only escape, the only thing I’d been able to imagine so that I didn’t drown inside my own darkness.
“I can’t…we can’t…”
I skimmed my nose up her neck, inhaling her and committing it to memory. “Can’t what?” I asked right in her ear.
“Can’t…” She lifted higher, her chest pressing against mine with the barest of touches, but we both felt it, there was no doubt about that.
“Can’t what?” I paused, pressing my lips just under her ear. “Can’t kiss you?” She groaned, so I followed it up with another kiss, this time a little lower. “Can’t touch you?” I grasped her around the waist, yanking her to me so that her front was plastered to mine.
“Raf.” Her arms wrapped around my neck, causing our position to change, and then we were face to face, our lips separated by only a few centimeters. I refused to wait any longer. She had to know how I felt, and dammit all to hell, I needed to fuckin’ touch her again.
So I slammed my lips onto hers, not wasting a second to push my tongue between her plump flesh. This time it was me groaning as her tongue slid against mine, so slowly that it drove me fuckin’ insane and the little control that I had snapped.
I threw my arms around her waist, lifting her up, and she came willingly, her legs wrapping around my waist like they’d done it over and over again. Like they were always supposed to be there.
My feet were moving before my brain could catch up, and then we were going up the stairs, but she didn’t stop me as she pulled away, just enough to tell me, “Last door at the end of the hallway.”
I nodded, not wanting to be away from her for more than a few seconds, so I placed my lips back on hers, keeping my eyes open as I got us to the top of the stairs, then headed where she told me to. We both knew what was going to happen, both had been waiting for it, but that didn’t mean I was prepared for when I was standing in the middle of her bedroom, the door closed, completely alone.
Slowing the kiss, I then pulled away, my breaths so heavy it was as if I’d just run a marathon, but I hadn’t, all I’d done was kiss her. Fuck me. She was almost too much.
“We can go slow,” I growled, tensing my fingers on her back as her hips moved in just the right way. “Or…not…”
She tilted her head to the side, staring down at me as she ran her fingers around the nape of my neck, then up into my hair. “Take me,” she whispered, her tongue coming out to lick her bottom lip. “Take me however you want me, Raf.”
She was a tease. Fuck. Me.
“You sure?” I asked, moving toward her bed that was sitting in the middle of her room.
She smiled. “More sure than anything.”
Three seconds passed where I simply stared at her, absorbing her words. Then I let her go, throwing her down onto the mattress. I was a flurry of movement. I grabbed my T-shirt at the back of my neck, then yanked it over my head. My jeans were next to go along with my boots and socks. Then I was standing there in just my boxer briefs, my cock standing to attention as she stared down at it.
“Fuck me,” she whispered, in a trance.
“That’s the plan, mama.” I sauntered toward her, kneeling down so I was between her legs, then placed my palms on her thighs. Where I was in a hurry when it came to my clothes, there would be nothing rushed about touching her.
Slowly, I trailed my fingers to her waistband, then hooked them underneath, pulling them off and soaking in the fact that she was wearing nothing underneath them. She was exposed to me, her pussy coated in her juices. Damn.
Her shorts went over my head somewhere, closely followed by her tank top, and for a second, I just watched her in the same way she had me. But her legs opening a little more, showing me her folds had me diving between them, tasting her on my tongue.
I lapped her up, sucking her juices from her the more turned on she got.
I wasn’t sure how long I ate her like she was my last meal, but at some stage I’d ended up on the bed, her pussy still in my face, only her shoulders left on the mattress. But she was moaning, her shouts becoming louder before cutting off completely.
