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She shivers under my fingertips, and her eyes dance with sin as she lures me further along a path we shouldn’t travel tonight. She’s not ready—but I’m too far gone to change course.
“Stop me,” I mutter, the words emerging as a gruff plea.
She shakes her head. “No. I want this. I want you. Use me, Rafa. Whatever you need to calm your soul, take it.”
Use me, Rafa. The words reverberate in my head, in my chest, in every fucking corner of my being. I lower my mouth to hers, exploring every crevice, every nook, drowning myself in her essence, until my demons demand more.
41
RAFAEL
Lexie’s quiet as she watches me open the nightstand drawer. She doesn’t blink when I drop the toys on the bed. There’s not a single nervous comeback masquerading as bravado. Her gaze is steady when I flip on the fireplace and cover the leather bench at the foot of the bed with a soft towel.
“Lie on your back, Angel.” I glide two fingers over her flushed cheek. “I’m going to give you everything you asked for.”
Her throat ripples, but Lexie doesn’t hesitate as she moves her gorgeous body onto the bench.
I lower myself to my haunches beside the bench, dangling a toy so she can see. “Do you know what this is, Angel?”
She doesn’t flinch. She made the decision to let me have her as I want, and she’s not going back on it.
That means you need to watch her carefully for any sign she’s in trouble. The warning registers as a blip, but it evaporates as quickly as it appeared.
“A butt plug,” she replies. It’s part question, part answer. She’s reasonably sure, but not certain.
“A narrow, very narrow, butt plug.” I brush the hair off her face, enjoying the feel of the silky strands on my fingers. “I’m not going to hurt you,” I promise, as much to myself as to her. “It’s going to be intense, and there are times when it might feel like torture, but there won’t be any pain.”
“I’m nervous,” she admits. “But I’m not afraid. I know you’ll take care of me.”
I know you’ll take care of me. It’s a steel plate dropped on my chest, because right now I’m mostly concerned with taking care of myself. Do not let her down.
I stand and ease her knees to her chest. “I want you to hold them just like that,” I murmur, stroking her clit. She’s soaking wet, and I want to end this now and fuck her until she screams. But I won’t. Because I want more than her screams. I want her submission, and I want it from her knees.
She whimpers and closes her eyes. I take the lube and spread it between her crack, massaging the area near her back hole. She squirms, just a bit. But when I slide my finger inside the virgin passage and breach the first ring of muscle, she gasps, and her eyes fly open.
“Relax, Lexie. It’s just my finger. The more relaxed you are, the better it will feel.”
After I’ve worked her a bit and she’s less tense, I remove my finger from her ass and lube the plug well, while increasing the pressure on her clit. When I seat the plug at the entrance, she tightens again.
“Open your eyes, Angel, and listen to me.”
She opens her eyes, and there’s still no fear, no apprehension, only that goddamn trust that feels like the weight of the world on my back.
“What’s your dog’s name?” I ask.
“Wimbledon.”
“Wimbledon. That’s your safe word.”
“That’s a terrible safe word.”
The woman’s insufferable, and it takes everything I have not to shove the plug into her ass and twist it until she can’t form words. But despite the line I’m teetering on, I want her to enjoy this. I want her to love it so much that she wants to do it again and again.
“It’ll be easy for you to remember. Say it.”
“Wimbledon,” she replies, a twinge of impatience in her voice.
“I’m going to guide you while I slide the plug in.”
