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But his grin faded fast.
Jane stared down at him as he stripped her lower half, the look in her eyes the same as it had been after she’d thumped his brother.
Hunger.
Want.
Need.
He could practically feel the desperation sluicing off her, and the urge to pick her up and cradle her against his chest, to comfort her, almost made him abandon his plans.
Then he noticed her arms and how hard she was trying to keep her hands behind her head, how determined she was to follow his orders, and his cock grew impossibly hard.
Rafe enjoyed being in control, especially in bed, but he wasn’t as dominant as his brothers or future brother-in-law. And while Jane was an adventurous lover who enjoyed rough sex, her submission was more playful than painful.
So for her to surrender control to him this way, even with something as simple as keeping her hands behind her head, Rafe wanted to reward her.
“Open up for me, Janie,” he said, keeping his voice low. “Rest your thigh on my shoulder.” Teeth gnawing on her bottom lip, she looked nervous, doubtful. He knew why. Jane was small and lithe, but she wasn’t the most graceful of women. And she was terrified of heights. Stroking his hands up and down her thighs, he added, “If you fall, I’ll catch you. I promise.”
Finally she nodded and lifted her leg into his waiting hands. Rafe manoeuvred her thigh onto his shoulder, then looped his arms around the backs of her legs, both keeping her steady and holding her open to his mouth.
As always, Jane’s mound was waxed smooth except for one perfect triangle of tight ginger curls. He grinned and nuzzled into it, inhaled her musky scent deep into his lungs. Chuckled as Jane’s hips thrust forwards and nudged his chin.
“Patience, beautiful.”
She made a strangled sound and whispered, “Please.”
He chuckled, then whispered back, “As you wish.” And thrust his tongue deep between the folds of her pussy.
Jane’s gasp was music to his ears and it spurred him into action. Every lick with the broad side of his tongue, every flick across her clit earned him another reaction, a moan, a sigh, a panted breath. And every time he suckled her flesh, every time he took her clit into his mouth—suck, release, suck, release—she gifted him with a lusty cry of passion. Her body was his to master, his to play with and pleasure.
“Rafe.” His name was a groan on her lips.
He pulled away only long enough to answer. “Yes?”
Her body jolted as he plunged back in and doubled his efforts. Suck, release, flick, suck, release, grind….
Her back arched and she cried out, “Oh, God!” But her hands stayed tucked behind her head.
Good girl.
Over and over, Rafe repeated the pattern, purposefully avoiding touching her more than necessary to get her off. Usually he would finger her as he laved her with his tongue. First one digit, then two. Sometimes three depending on how much she begged him for it.
But not this time. He’d make her come with nothing more than his tongue and his teeth and the rough stubble shadowing his chin.
Suck, release, flick. Suck, release, grind….
Her breathing was growing manic, her breaths getting shorter, more frantic. She was close. Ready to explode.
He flicked his tongue faster, sucked her clit harder.
“Please,” she chanted. “Please, please, please. Oh, God. Oh, Rafe. Please!”
He gave one last hard suck on her clit, and Jane shattered all around him. She screamed as she came and her legs shook, and Rafe tasted her honeyed warmth as it slipped over his tongue and down his throat.
She tastes amazing.
True to his word, he didn’t let her fall. He held her steady until her body stopped shaking, then lifted her leg off his shoulder. He made sure both of her feet were firmly on the floor before letting her go and rising to stand before her.
