I don’t care that I’m spread-eagled on his expensive quartz countertop with my breasts hanging out of my nightgown. I don’t care that his mother or his chef could walk in at any moment. My need for him is too great.
Rafael’s enthusiasm matches my own. He grips my ass and pulls me closer, sucking on my aching nub until the pressure is almost unbearable.
“Rafael . . .”
My voice comes out as a raspy plea, and when he pulls back to meet my gaze, his eyes have lightened to a molten gold, and his chin is glistening with my juices.
“I already told you, kitten. I want you to scream my name. That’s not going to cut it.”
I open my mouth to tell him just what a conceited bastard he is, but then he thrusts two fingers inside of me.
I gasp at the sudden feeling of fullness, but Rafael doesn’t give me a moment to adjust. He rams his fingers in and out until the slapping sound of my wet pussy against his palm fills the kitchen. He pauses only to lap up my cream, biting down on my clit until I shatter into oblivion.
My orgasm comes hard and fast, stealing my breath with the intensity of it. Tears well up in my eyes as I grind down on his hand, my pussy needing him to fill every inch of me. Rafael’s name is a broken cry in my throat, but he doesn’t stop.
Before I’ve had a moment to recover from my crushing orgasm, Rafael shoves me back until I’m lying flat on the counter. He lifts my legs over his shoulders and licks a trail from my clit all the way down to my asshole.
“Whoa!” I cry, clenching my cheeks automatically.
“Relax, kitten, or I’ll have to punish you,” he murmurs, his voice simultaneously rough and silky as he lifts my legs off his shoulders and pushes them against my chest.
Ohhh, no. This is happening . . .
I’m about to tell Rafael what I really think about his idea of “punishment,” but I never manage to get a word out. Rafael’s tongue flicks at my puckered back hole, causing my entire body to flush with heat and desire.
No one has ever touched me like this, but to a man like Rafael, there are no limits.
Then his tongue circles my rear entrance, and my pussy clenches in response. A fresh surge of arousal gushes out of me, and Rafael’s tongue makes a lazy sweep up my center, lapping up every drop.
“Mmm, kitten,” he groans, his voice chiding as he rises up to meet my gaze. “I think you might be enjoying this just a little too much.”
My skin flushes harder under his gaze, and I squirm on the cold hard counter. In this position, I’m completely at his mercy, but I think I like it.
Then, without warning, Rafael brings his hand down to spank my pussy. A stinging heat flares over my mound like a thousand needles, sending little sparks skittering all the way through me.
“Fuck you,” I grit, though my voice lacks conviction.
I hate that this man has the power to turn me into a quivering wet mess, but I just can’t seem to hate him enough to stop.
“In a minute,” he purrs, slipping two fingers inside me and stroking my inner walls. I moan as he hits some magical spot and nearly come all over again, but Rafael pulls out just in time.
With his thumb working my clit in mean little circles, he slips a finger into my back entrance.
I cry out in surprise, and a wicked grin spreads across his face. “I just had to see if this was as tight as your sweet little pussy.”
Rafael slowly moves his finger in and out before spreading my thighs so he can lean over and plant a kiss on my lips. He tastes musky and sweet. He tastes like me. “I’m going to make you mine, kitten. Are you sure that’s what you want?”
My heart is pounding in my throat. This is it —my last chance to tell him to stop. Somehow, I know there’s no going back after this. But I find myself whispering “yes.”
Rafael’s eyes widen in surprise, and his throat bobs as he swallows. His muscles shake as though he’s holding himself back, and then I hear him fumbling with his belt.
His jeans hit the floor, along with his underwear, and I push myself up onto my elbows for a better look.
Rafael Cabrera Garcia is magnificent. There’s no other word for it. Hard abs end in a trail of fine dark hair, which leads down to his giant throbbing cock.
I swallow as I take in the sheer enormity of it and the drop of precum glistening along the tip. I don’t know what makes me do it, but I find myself sliding off the counter.
Holding Rafael’s gaze, I let my nightgown slip down my hips until it pools on the floor.