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Marco, your paw prints better not be anywhere near this, because I’ll gut you. Not for being a thief, but for breaking Valentina’s heart. I made myself clear before you married her. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Before I leave for Sirena, I send the text that’s been weighing heavily on me.
Rafael: I’ll be in London on Wednesday morning. We need to talk.
Will: Bring my daughter.
That is not happening.
31
ALEXIS
Rafael: I’m on my way up.
Lexie: Don’t be shy.
Rafael: Me?
I send him a little devil emoji, turn on the shower, and take off my clothes.
Rafael promised we’d finish what we started that day in the shower, but while we christened half the surfaces in the apartment before Valentina arrived, we never got back to the shower.
It was like old times, hanging out in our pajamas until noon, but I’m worried about Valentina. She’s not someone who’s prone to drama—if anything, she downplays things. I wouldn’t be surprised if her relationship with Marco is on even shakier grounds than she let on.
When I hear the door, I step into the warm spray and reach for the handheld shower attachment. I try to remember exactly how I was positioned the day he walked in on me, but all I can remember is Rafael, naked, his hard cock jutting straight out from tight abs and bobbing as he joined me in the shower. He was in a frenzy. And I was startled, but happy, so happy, to see him.
I close my eyes and wait for him to join me, the warm water caressing my pussy and sending small zings of pleasure through my body.
The showerhead is on the floor, and I’m backed against the wall before his face even registers. His hands and mouth skate over my skin, searing blissful paths.
“If you think anything’s going to stop me from fucking you in this shower tonight, Angel, you’re mistaken. I wouldn’t stop if the building was engulfed in flames.”
His voice is laced with a delicious threat, and my body arches into him, seeking more of his sun-kissed skin against mine.
“How was your day, honey?” I tease, and it earns me a sharp slap on the ass that escalates the throb between my legs to another level.
“That mouth, sweetheart. It’s going to get you into trouble.”
Bring it on.
He inches me into the same corner as last time, tweaking my nipples and rubbing his palms over my skin. “Turn around,” he demands, “and put your hands on the wall.”
I face the wall as he asks and lay my palms on the cool stone. His cock was hard when he got into the shower, but against my ass it feels like a steel rod.
He holds me still against him so I can’t wiggle against his cock, and dips his fingers into my pussy. “Such a good girl,” he coos. “Always ready for me.”
A flood of warmth cascades over me at the sound of his voice. The words. The praise. It makes me want to be the good girl he covets. His good girl.
“Always,” I whisper into the steam.
“I’m going to fuck that sweet pussy. Would you like that?”
I nod, because I can’t find my voice.
He takes a small step back but is still close enough that I can almost feel him. I hear the distinct crinkling of the condom wrapper, right before he kicks my feet apart and plunges into me from behind. It’s brutal. Deliciously brutal.
I cling to the wall as a moan twists from me, along with all my breath. It’s loud and lusty, and it belongs to a woman who’s far more sexy and experienced than I am. The kind of woman capable of bringing Rafael Huntsman to his knees.
