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He pulls his face back from mine. “Are you ready to come for me, Angel? Open those eyes. Let me see your pleasure.”
I buck into his hand, pressing my head and shoulders into the stone counter.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Let go. You’re safe. Let go.”
His words. His face. It all begins to fade as I grind against his hand like a wild animal in a blistering heat.
“So beautiful. So raw,” he murmurs as the orgasm crashes, battering my damp body against the unforgiving stone, until I’m shaking and gasping for air.
My eyes are closed when I feel his warm lips on my forehead. “You’re magnificent when you come. A lioness. Clawing and wild while you tremble.”
The praise is like a warm embrace in loving arms. I let every word seep into my soul.
When I open my eyes, he’s inches from my face, his eyes hooded and heavy.
“I need you,” he murmurs. “I don’t think I’ve ever needed anything as much. But not here, Angel.”
He shoves something into his pocket and tosses me over his shoulder like a Neanderthal, and I don’t care. I don’t care. I’m in such a daze I’m not sure I could walk.
25
RAFAEL
She’s draped over my shoulder like a rag doll when I yank down the duvet and lay her on the bed, being as gentle as I know how to be in this moment. It’s not enough, but she has me so worked up it’s the best I can do.
She’s never done this, Rafael. Cuidado. But she’s not a complete innocent either. The way she fucked my fingers and that orgasm she had on the counter? It about killed me. Doesn’t matter. She’s never done this before. I need to keep reminding myself so I don’t hurt her.
I should ask if she’s okay. If she needs anything. If she’s sure. But I don’t do any of that. I fish the condoms and lube out of my pocket, toss them on the nightstand, within easy reach, and climb on top of her like a big wild cat desperate for a meal.
I don’t pull off my shorts—because I don’t trust myself not to plunge into her at the first opportunity.
Hovering over her, propped up by my forearms, I still and take her face in my hands. Her eyes are bright and dilated, like she’s drugged, and the freckles dot her flawless skin, reminding me of how fragile she is—how young.
Be careful with her, Rafael. Be careful.
She reaches for my cock through the fabric, but I jerk my hips away from her grasp and shake my head. Not because I don’t want her to touch me, but because until I can scrape together some self-control, it’s a bad idea.
“You can touch me later—as much as you want. But not now.”
Her face falls, and she looks hurt, or maybe confused. I could remind her that I lead and she follows—it’s the truth. And it’s what she agreed to try. But I tell her a different truth.
“I’m aroused—more aroused than I want to be right now. The base of my spine is prickling like a son of a bitch, like it does right before I come. The minute your sweet fingers slide over my cock, my control will be nonexistent.”
I brush a tendril off her face. “I don’t want to come on your belly. Or on your tits. Not tonight. I want to come inside you. I want you to know how wild you make me. I want you to feel my desperation. My struggle to hold back.” The emotion welling inside my chest clings to every word. “I want you to know what kind of power you have over me. Following doesn’t make you weak, Angel. It makes you powerful.”
Her lips pull into a soft smile, and a tear trickles out of the corner of her eye. That’s it, sweetheart. Give me your tears. They’re safe with me. I catch the lone tear on my tongue as it rolls onto her cheek. It’s sweet and salty—just like her.
“You okay?”
She nods, but I study her to be sure.
“I’m not used to you being so quiet.”
“I’m not used to feeling ...” She pauses. “I don’t know. Overwhelmed? I’m scared, Rafa,” she whispers.
“What are you afraid of, Angel?”
She doesn’t say anything, even though I’m sure she knows what scares her. I bring her fingers to my mouth and press a small kiss to the tips. “Be brave, Lexie. Tell me what scares you. Once you say it out loud, it won’t seem as scary.”
