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He gives in all at once. His fingers tease my clit, rubbing against the sensitive spot with every thrust from behind.

I moan as his tongue meets my neck, licking, and nipping, andsucking so hard it’ll leave a mark. It’s sensory overload, and I feel like I’m about to explode. “Oh my god.”

“That’s it, let me watch my little spitfire come undone.” His words send me careening over the edge. My orgasm slams into me, leaving me screaming out as Rafael messily pumps into me three more times before he’s groaning into my ear, his release chasing mine.

“Still hate me now, Whitley?”

I shake my head that’s still leaning against him. “Even more than I already did.”

chapter twenty-four

RAFAEL

I wakeup colder than I expected to be. It’s always a little breezy in this cabin, one of the windows hasn’t shut properly since the eighties, but I’m used to that. It’s the fact that I was expecting to wake up with a warm little body wrapped around me.

Last night was something I never expected, but also something I desperately needed. Maybe I was just lying to myself that I never expected it, because really, I’ve been wanting it for weeks now, maybe even longer.

I open my eyes to the early morning sun, and May is nowhere to be seen. My heart sinks a little in my chest. I don’t know why I expected her to be here cuddling me this morning. I don’t even know if she cuddles at all.

I throw the sheets off my naked body and swing my legs over the edge of the bed, my mind going over every detail of last night. My dick getting instantly hard as I remember the way May screamed my name.

I’ve had trouble finding any woman interesting lately, all because of a certain blonde I couldn’t get out of my head. I thought sleeping with her would get it out of my system, get herout of my mind, but as soon as my cock settled inside of her, I knew I was so wrong.

I walk over to the bag I dumped on the floor when we arrived yesterday and rummage through it for a clean set of clothes.

As I stand up, my eyes catch out the window and I see her. May is sitting on one of the camping chairs set up by the water where we were fishing yesterday. She’s got her head in her hands as she looks out over the river.

I already have a bad feeling about this.

I throw my shirt over my head and shove on a pair of sweatpants before opening the cabin door. It squeaks so incredibly loudly that it catches May’s attention from where she’s sitting. Her eyes catch on mine, but they don’t linger. In fact, they snap back to the water quicker than I can blink.

I sigh as I walk down towards her.

“Buon giorno,”I say, sitting down on the chair opposite hers.

“Hey,” she says without taking her eyes from the water.

This is already awkward, but I can’t say last night was a mistake. That was the most alive I’ve felt in… I don’t even know how long. She makes me feel like that, alive. After I've felt so numb for so long.

“I’m moving out,” she blurts out.

“What?” My head snaps to hers.

“The cottage has been cleared. I can get back in there today.”

“Oh.”

She nods. “Yeah, it’ll be good. I’ll finally be out of your hair, and you can have your place back.”

A month ago, that statement would’ve made me jump with joy, but not so much anymore. Now it makes me feel…paralyzed.

The last thing I want is to have that big empty house all to myself again. I hadn’t realized just how much I enjoyed having May around until the thought of not having her around makes my stomach dip. She might still hate me, but I far from hate her, and that’s a problem.

“Rafael?”

Her words pull me back into the current moment. I shake my head. “Yeah, you can use my truck for the move,” I say mindlessly.

“Raf...”

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