He quickly obliged her unspoken request as he slid up her body and claimed her mouth, slipping his tongue deep inside. She flinched at the taste of her sex on Rafe's tongue, but he held her in place and soon the slight tanginess was just another part of the excitement, making her burn hotter.
“You’re ready,” he growled as he opened the nightstand and grabbed a foil package. Efficiently sliding the protection onto his impressive length, he leaned in closer, then spread her legs with his knees.
Her eyes opened wide as he pressed the head of his thick arousal against her opening. She tensed as he began pushing inside her, his engorged staff barely fitting into her heat.
A pinch of pain overrode the pleasure as he rocked his hips, pushing himself fully inside. She squirmed beneath him, suddenly scared, thinking she’d made a huge mistake.
“You’re so tiny. Just give your body a minute to adjust,” he groaned as he lay still against her. Just when she thought all pleasure was gone, he shifted. He pulled slightly back, then moved forward again. Several more times he moved a couple inches, pulling out, then gently pushing back in.
The pain evaporated as that elusive pressure started building to a feverish pitch. As her body got used to his girth, she wiggled underneath him, seeking that peak of pleasure again, suddenly greedy for release.
Rafe had opened a gate she hadn’t know she'd bolted shut long ago, and now there was no turning back.
“That’s it, Ari – just feel,” Rafe commanded in a low, seductive tone as he built up speed. She couldn’t turn away from his desire clouded gaze as his body moved perfectly in sync with hers. She wasn’t even consciously moving her hips, but her body had taken over, knowing exactly what it needed to do in order to feel that mind-numbing pleasure of only moments before.
Sweat slickened his solid chest and Ari’s hands drifted along the sleek muscles of his toned back. She wanted to touch him everywhere, feel every groove of his impressive frame.
A groan filled the room, and she didn’t know which of them it came from, and she didn’t care. She was almost delirious as her body built higher and higher. She felt every single inch of his thick erection penetrating her slick folds – a delicious sensation.
“Ohh,” she cried as her orgasm hit her with more force than the last one. As he moved inside her, the contractions drew out, sending her to another realm of satisfaction.
“Yes, Ari, don’t hold back. Let it all go. Yes… you’re so tight, so hot. I can’t hold out…” he cried as she felt him tense, his throbbing staff pulsing with his release. She felt like a fog was engulfing her in a delirious pleasure, making her unable to process even the smallest of thoughts.
A desire-filled groan continued erupting from Rafe as his h*ps pushed steadily inside her, though he began slowing down his frantic motion. She felt unbelievable joy at how satisfied she was, and knowing she’d been the cause of Rafe losing control. It was an intoxicating feeling.
As Rafe’s body collapsed against hers, Ari’s mind could take no more and she passed out in a blissful slumber.
Chapter Fifteen
A smiled flitted across Rafe’s face as Ari snuggled deeper against his side. His arm flexed as he pulled her closer against his body, feeling the strong beat of her heart against his ribs, and the soft cushion of her full br**sts pressing into his skin.
A soft orange sunset cast its colors across the walls of the room and for a single moment, Rafe felt nothing but contentment.
As his sleeping mind fully woke, he tensed. What was he doing? He didn’t allow himself to get comfortable with women. He was acting like a fool, and this road led to nothing more than heartache.
He looked toward his window, shocked that he’d fallen asleep with Ari after their intense afternoon – not only fallen asleep beside her, but he had to have slept for about four hours if the sun was going down. He hadn’t slept beside a woman since he’d been married, not even for a short nap. It was one of his rules that he never broke.
Intimacy was strictly out when it came to relationships. He wanted nothing but sex – pure pleasure. No feelings, no emotion – a controlled environment.
With a firm resolve, he started pulling away from the warmth of Ari’s sated body. He barely stopped the frustrated groan from escaping his closing throat when her grip around him tightened as her unguarded sleeping body sought his.
Digging deep within to find his iron strength, he pulled her hand away from his side and slid out from beneath her. She softly cried out in her sleep as she squirmed on the bed, seeking out his warmth. His eyes were glued to her half-covered figure as she stirred and began to awaken.
His pants were pulled up and buttoned before her eyes opened and she looked around her in confusion as the sleepy smile fell from her lips. Before he locked away the emotion, desire began to climb, returning once again inside him.
The sheet slipped down her smooth curves, exposing her perfect br**sts to his view. Evidence of their love-making – no – sex, just sex, was covering her body. Small red marks were easy to see on her alabaster skin, and her pink ni**les were partially peaked as if she were ready for him to run his tongue across their delicate surface again. Such femininity, such perfection.
He turned away as he gathered the rest of his clothes. He heard her sitting up in the bed, and when he turned back around, his fingers methodically buttoning his shirt, she was gazing at him in surprise, gripping the blankets tightly across her body.
“Don’t act like a prude, Ari. I’ve touched and tasted just about every inch of you,” he said with a mocking tone, then smirking at the narrowing of her eyes.
“Get out,” she said, her voice controlled, surprising him and oddly raising his opinion of her at the same time. He’d expected hysterics or crying. He hadn't expected her cool detachment. He should feel a smidgeon of insult, but he knew he could make her body go up in flames with a single touch of his hand. He had nothing to prove.
“Meet me in the dining room in twenty minutes… unless you want me to come up here and find you again.” He waited until he left the room to smile. He nearly laughed when he heard the thud against the door, wondering what she’d thrown at it.
Since meeting Arianna Harlow, his life hadn’t been boring. She was constantly surprising him, not only by her reactions, but by his to her, as well. She caused a stir in him that had lain dormant for so many years he hadn’t thought it capable of stirring to life again.