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And she wanted him to look at her like he used to, when she was the centre of his universe, when she was his sun and he was her moon and he made love to her for the first time.
God, I need to get laid.
Jane hadn’t told anyone—not even Abby—but she hadn’t had sex in over a month. Her ex-fiancé—the filching scum sucker—had been rather skilled at avoiding spending time with her in the weeks leading up to their almost-nuptials.
She’d been too busy to think much of it at the time, had actually been glad for the reprieve, but as with everything else she’d pushed to the back of her mind, her sex drive was now racing full tilt ahead and gathering speed. Dragging with it a desperation she was finding hard to hide.
To say she was horny was to grossly underestimate the situation.
And Rafe wasn’t helping.
“Yes.” The word hissed out of her. “Yes, I want you to fuck me. Please.”
“How do you want it?” he growled in her ear.
“Hard,” she whispered back. “I don’t care how as long as you do me hard.”
A sinister chuckle filled the air around her. “Ask me nicely.”
She froze. “I beg your pardon?”
“Ask me nicely to fuck you, Jane.”
He wanted her to beg for his body? He hadn’t done that in a long time. Clenching her jaw to stop herself from snapping at the exasperating man, she spoke through gritted teeth. “Please, Rafe, will you fuck me?”
He smiled, but it wasn’t the smile she wanted to see, the lopsided grin that came with a cheeky glint in his eyes and promised she was about to explode with pleasure.
No, this smile made her hold her breath with apprehension.
“No,” he said, shaking his head.
Jane lifted her chin and hoped he didn’t see it wobble. She was riding the edge of her emotions and felt like she might topple over the side at any moment. “No?”
“No.”
Angry tears pricked behind her eyes. “Then what was the point of all this?” She spat the words at him and shoved at his chest. He didn’t move.
The sinister smile returned as he repeated his earlier command. “Put your hands behind your head and leave them there.”
What?“Are you kidding me?”
“If you’d simply done it the first time I told you, you’d be well on your way to an orgasm by now.”
Releasing a slow, steadying breath, she said, “You’re an arsehole.”
But as she moved to obey him, tucking her hands behind her head and threading her fingers together, his smile softened and his pupils dilated, as though the action pleased him. As though she’d made him…happy. And warmth flooded her chest.
“Yes,” he said. “But I’m an arsehole who’s going to make you come all over his face.”
When she finally obeyed his order, Rafe wanted to plaster his lips to Jane’s and drown in the taste of her. But he didn’t. He couldn’t. If he wanted his plan to work, he had to stay in control of himself, hold himself back just a little.
He had to make her want him, make her crazy for him.
All of him, not just his dick.
Keeping his eyes locked with hers, he reached down and unzipped her jeans, then slowly dragged them down, helping her step out of them when he reached the floor.
Casting the denim aside, he knelt at her feet, grinned up at her as he tucked his fingers under the waistband of her black lace panties and pulled them down too.
