I reached out and touched his chest. His muscles twitched beneath my touch. I let my hand slide down, and Rafe placed his palms on the wall behind me, caging me in with his arms. He watched as my hand moved lower, brushing past the wiry hair on his chest and past his belly button. He sucked in a breath, and his dick leaped when my fingers grazed the head. Clear fluid dripped down the side. I dipped my finger in it and circled the rounded tip as he muttered a curse.
“Elena… this is dangerous territory,” he muttered thickly. “I’m not a gentle man.”
“I don’t care.” I heard myself say. It was like someone had taken over my body and was finally acting on the pent-up desire I felt for this man. I was powerless to stop it. “I want you.”
Rafe cursed and rested his forehead against mine for a moment, seeming torn.
He dipped his hips out of reach. “There’s only one solution.”
He dropped to his knees before me, his bones hitting the tile with a thud. He ran his palms up my bare legs and under my oversized t-shirt. I remembered at that precise moment that I’d neglected to put panties on. It was always an effort to get them around my ankle carefully, and tonight I’d been too tired.
His hands ran upward until they brushed the soft hair hiding my core. He stilled and tilted his head to the side.“Angel, have you been wandering around here with a bare, wet little pussy all this time?”
I nodded, transfixed. His filthy words were turning me on even more.
He explored me with his fingers, and I could feel the wetness coming from me coating my inner thighs.
“Were you looking to get fucked, angel?” he asked, working a finger between my legs and sliding up and down my folds.
I shuddered and gripped his shoulders.
“Why didn’t you come and ask me? I would have happily fucked you all night long, Elena… whenever and however you wanted,” he murmured.
I shifted my legs apart, needing more of his touch. He leaned in and smelled me through my t-shirt, inhaling against my thighs. He lifted my injured leg with a growl, and I balanced quickly with my good foot, letting the wall take my weight.
He pressed my leg against the wall and tapped my knee. “Hold this here, Elena,” he said bossily.
I reached out and lifted my leg easily. I was a ballerina, after all. He looked up at me, glistening before him, spread wide and shameless for his perusal.
“So flexible, angel… I’m going to bend you in so many ways around me,” he promised and then brought his face toward my core. “But first, I want to hear you scream my name. I want everyone to know who you belong to.”
Before I could challenge that statement, he leaned in and licked me. His mouth was wild. A furious sucking, biting, and burrowing tongue drove me mad. I bucked against his face as he circled my clit and lapped up my juices. His hands bit into my ass as he pulled me closer, sinking a finger deep inside me. I rose quickly as he lathed my clit, while his finger pumped inside me, making me so wet that my juices dripped down his wrist.
The hand holding my bottom to keep me close gripped harder, one digit slipping inside my cleft to touch the smaller and infinitely shier hole there. I cried out, overwhelmed by him, overrun by his touch, and losing my grip on reality.
I thrashed in his arms as I came hard, wet and pulsing, a ball of pure pleasure held up only by his arms. His mouth never left me, and his fingers gave me no mercy. He ruthlessly pulled every feeling from me until I was twitching and moaning his name like it was the only word that my pleasure-addled brain could remember how to say.
I floated down from the place of pure bliss that he’d sent me to find him standing and steadying my injured leg. He was panting, his body still hard as hell. His eyes were dark and ravenous.
I reached out to touch him again, but to my disappointment, he pulled away. Instead, he carefully pulled my t-shirt down and smoothed it. There was something delicious about his gentle, chaste care after what we’d just done.
“I won’t fuck you tonight when I just washed someone else’s blood off my hands. You deserve better than that, angel, for your first time. Now, go to bed, and lock the door in case I forget that.”