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I keen as he fucks my oversensitive ass, wanting to get away from the overwhelming pleasure. Thankfully, Raf announces his release—just before I tap out—and stills over me. I feel his cock jerking inside me, filling me with his release.

With a tired groan, I lower myself to the bed, Raf following me down. I don’t even mind his weight on me, his muscles feeling good against me. Lying in the wet spot is a little annoying, but I can’t bring myself to move right now.

Raf breathes heavily in my ear, kissing me where he can reach as he whispers how good I felt and how he can’t wait to have me like that again.

When we come down from our high, Raf pulls out of me. He doesn’t move far, flipping me onto my side so he can look into my eyes. “I love seeing your ass bounce like that around my dick.”

I chuckle, leaning forward to give him a quick kiss. “You’re welcome?”

He kisses me once more. “You sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah, I am. Thank you for always showing me how desirable you think I am. It means a lot.”

He plants a filthy kiss on my lips and my cock jumps but doesn’t get hard. I think we’ve both had enough. “I always will. Whenever you want. Even more than sex though, I love your body. I love how you look. If you want to change that, it’s fine, but if you don’t, you’ll get no complaints from me. You look good. If I’m honest, I was attracted to you from the first moment I saw you.”

“In your office at the nightclub?” I ask, incredulously. That was so long ago. I thought he only remembered me because I sold drugs in his club, not because he was attracted to me.

Smiling, he shakes his head. “No. I saw you before that. I watched you for a few weeks while you were in my club with your tiny bag of pills. With anyone else, I would have busted them immediately when I saw them selling shit in my club, but I couldn’t … not with you. You looked … soft. Way out of your element, but hot as fuck with your tight jeans and shirts that showed off this amazing body.” I duck my head, not knowing if I should be embarrassed that I wasn’t as sneaky at selling pills in his club as I thought I was or flattered that he even noticed me with all those other people around.

“You always call me soft. Is that bad?”

Raf shakes his head again, dragging his fingers up and down my side. “Soft is good. I like how you feel. And not just your body. In here.” He points to his heart and I swear I melt. “My life is hard. Hard living and hard knocks. It’s nice to come home to something that’s not.” He kisses me gently and I melt into him. I’ll never get enough of Raf touching and kissing me.

We lie there for a few minutes then I sit up. “I gotta get Little Raf. Can I use your shower please?”

“Come on.” Raf pulls me off the bed, then places his hands on my thighs and hoists me up. I squeal, wrapping my arms around him. Raf’s hands land on my ass as he walks me into the bathroom. I sigh, leaning my head on his chest. “Your plump ass is so fucking soft,” he says, squeezing my cheeks. “I’m not sure if I’ll be able to keep my hands off it.”

“You can do what you want to it, but not now. I don’t want the guys to get tired of Little Raf out there.”

He nods and sets me on my feet as he starts the water. We wash ourselves quickly, Raf making sure all of his cum is gone from my body and my hole. While we’re rinsing off, he says, “I have a flight chartered for next week so we can go to Cuba. You don’t need a passport. Just pack enough for a week for you and Little Raf.”

“Okay. And I’m meeting your family? As your boyfriend?”

He raises an eyebrow at me as he turns the water off. “What else would you be?”

“Uh, the nanny?”

Raf pulls me into his arms, kissing me soundly. “You’re not just my nanny anymore. You’re my boyfriend. So that’s what I’ll tell them you are.”

I nod. “Okay. I’ve never been out of the country before. I’m excited. I can’t wait for Little Raf to see Cuba too, even though he won’t remember.”

“Don’t worry, precioso. He’ll go back often. We all will.”

Smiling, I dry off and pad back into the room, getting dressed quickly. I walk over to Raf, who is buttoning his shirt. I wrap my arms around his waist, exhaling happily after I breathe in his scent. “Thank you again, baby. I love you.”

He kisses my hair, holding me close. “I’ll see you in a few hours.” Even though I know he loves me, I would give anything to hear the words. But he’s not ready yet, so I won’t rush him.

When I leave Raf’s room and step into the bar area, several of the brothers whistle and cheer. My cheeks heat as I walk over to Zeke, who winks at me with a big smile on his face. Little Raf smiles at me and holds his arms out. I take him and breathe in his sweet baby scent. “Thanks Zeke,” I say to the enforcer.

“You’re welcome.” He smirks at me knowingly but doesn’t say more.

With a blush high on my cheeks and a bow legged walk, I leave the clubhouse.

CHAPTER 19

RAFAEL

The airplane taxisdown the runway and I let out a relieved breath. I hate flying, but it’s the quickest way I can get to Cuba. I’m glad we arrived, since Little Raf had a hard time during the flight. He was fussy and cried through most of it, rubbing and tugging at his ears. Now that we’ve landed, he’s settled down, finally getting to sleep.

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