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I’d heard of love at first sight. But that was nothing compared to this.
My body went haywire, my nerve endings exploding and singing in rejoice as his tongue dipped out, pushing past my lips and invading my mouth like he owned it.
And maybe he did.
Maybe he was claiming me as his.
I’d never truly be his though, not with Travis in my past, but I could pretend. Even if it was just for a little while.
With my mind made up, I placed my hand on the side of his neck while pushing my other one through his hair and gripping it.
His groan vibrated through me and shot straight between my legs, turning me on instantly.
Trouble. Rafael Pagani was nothing but trouble, and I couldn’t wait to find out just how much.
CHAPTER 5
RAFAEL
I shouldn’t have been kissing her.
I shouldn’t have been trailing my hand down her side and to her ass.
I shouldn’t have hauled her against me as I deepened the kiss.
I shouldn’t have been doing a lot of things, but I’d be damned if anyone was going to stop me.
I needed this. She needed this.
It was only a matter of time until this would have happened, and I was done waiting.
As I’d walked out of Romeo’s house and saw her sitting in her car on the driveway, her face so pale it was as if she’d seen a ghost, I knew I couldn’t walk away from her. The words I’d heard from her oldest son echoed in my brain over and over again.
And when she’d said she thought she saw her ex, I knew I couldn’t bypass what I felt when I was near her. I wasn’t one of these men who refused to give in to my feelings. I wasn’t like my older brother who tried to push everyone and anything away—at least, I didn’t use to be.
That was before though…before I’d found out the lies I’d been told my entire life. Before I’d failed at my one job.
But this…Peyton…I couldn’t fail at this.
Not with how the electricity flowed between us when we touched. Not with how she roared a fire deep inside me but also settled it down too. She had me on edge and relaxed all at the same time. Something that I hadn’t felt before, but dammit, I never wanted to stop feeling it.
“Fuck, mama,” I growled, pulling away from her plump lips. “I’m so goddamn hard right now.” I pressed against her, showing her exactly what she did to me.
“Raf.” God. Fuckin’. Dammit. The way she said my name. The way her long lashes fluttered as she looked up at me. I took a mental picture, knowing damn well that was the last image I was going to see before I closed my eyes tonight. “We shouldn’t have…I…”
I shook my head, placing my finger on her lips to silence her. “We shouldn’t do a lot of things, Peyton.” I paused, pressing my forehead to hers as I picked her up and placed her on the counter, fitting perfectly between her open legs like we were two jigsaw pieces. “But that doesn’t mean it’s gonna stop me.”
Her fingers pushed through my short hair, gripping on to it. Fuck. I liked it—I really liked it. “You’re ten years younger than me.” I shrugged, not caring. “I have two kids.” Her tone wavered as her hand slackened, her body pulling away slightly. “I have baggage, Raf. Baggage that doesn’t disappear.”
I gripped her hips in my hands, pulling her to the edge of the counter so that her pussy was in line with my erection. I was teasing myself—and her—but I couldn’t help it. “I’m not asking you to marry me, Peyton.” I paused, staring into her light-brown eyes, so light they were almost green, but not quite. “Don’t overthink it. Life is wasted by thinking everything through too much. Live in the moment.”
She blinked, her nose wrinkling as she stared at me. “Live in the moment?” she asked, like the concept was foreign. And to most people it was. We were always thinking about what was next, planning for the future, or living in the past. I was one of those people, but sometimes…sometimes you needed to let all of that go. And right now was one of those moments.
“Yeah, mama. Live in the moment with me. Have fun. Throw caution to the wind.”
She laughed, the sound so damn entrancing that I swore I lost control of my brain for a moment. “You make me feel like a damn teenager again. Only back then there was no way anyone would have come near me.”
“Yeah?” I moved my hands down to her thighs, rubbing my palms up and down her light-denim jeans. “Why wouldn’t anyone come near you?”
