Page 34 of The Doctor's Promise
He struck her breasts and her thighs as she squirmed with pleasure, he nudged her knees apart. “Spread those delicious thighs, baby, show me your cunt.”
Noemi smiled as she drew her legs wide apart then squeaked as Rafa, grinning, brought the crop down across her sex, the tip catching her clit, making it jerk and pulse with pain and arousal. Her sex flooded, which didn’t go unnoticed by Rafa.
“Juicy,” he said with a lick of his lips, and sank to his knees.
“Uh-uh,” Noemi sat up, shaking her head and laughing. “You made a deal. Make me come with the crop first then you can eat me all you want.”
“Tyrant,” he grumbled but stood and stalked around her, teasing her before bringing the crop down across her breasts. He whipped her until she was half-crying, half-laughing, and she came—hard.
So turned on was Rafa, that she was still mid-orgasm when he thrust his aching, diamond-hard cock into her, slamming his hips so hard against her that the bed moved. Noemi grinned up at him. “Fuck me hard, Genova…”
He obliged, reaching behind her to release her hands, and they immediately flew to his face, pulling his lips to hers hungrily. They moved together, completely uninhibited, their fingers bruising each other’s skin in their mad desire for each other.
“What next?” A breathless Rafa grinned down at her as they recovered, and Noemi chuckled.
“Bend me over the breakfast bar,” she said, her mind whirling with endorphins, “and fuck me in the ass.”
“You sure?”
She nodded. “I’ve never tried it, and I want to do everything with you, Rafa.”
“My pleasure.”
Noemi gaspedas he eased into her ass and moved gently. “Oh, God…”
Rafa’s hand was stroking her clit, his lips were at her ear as he growled, “I’m going to make you cum so hard, baby.”
And he did, Noemi’s legs giving way as she screamed his name, her orgasm ripping through her. Rafa held her as they sank to the floor, panting for air and exhausted.
Noemi wound her body into his, her legs between his, her hands on his chest. “I love you so much, Rafa Genova. That was incredible.”
“And just think, Doc, we’ve only just begun…”
Noemi giggled as he locked his arms around her and pulled her on top of him. She gazed down at his handsome face. The sadness she’d seen that had been almost always present was gone, and his gorgeous green eyes shone with love. He looked ten years younger: this man, her man.
“I’ve never felt this close to another person in my life,” she said softly, “and it’s not just the mind-blowing sex. It’s you, Rafa.”
Rafa smiled back at her. “It’s us, Noe. We make sense; we always did. I’m going to tell you something now, something you may find… odd or strange.”
“Go on.”
Rafa stroked her hair back from her face. “Tomi… One afternoon, when we knew she was dying, after you’d had the accident and we didn’t know if you’d make it, she told me something. It’s been on my mind. She told me that if she could have picked the perfect partner for me, she would have picked you. She wished for it. She wished for us. Now, listen. As much as I adored Tomi, it’s not the reason I’m with you, Noe. But she would have loved this. Us. She would have been so pleased that we found each other.”
Noemi rolled off him and sat up, curling into a ball. Rafa sat up, not knowing whether she was upset and when he saw her shoulders shaking, he knew she was crying. “Hey.”
He put his arm around her and she curled into him. “I’m sorry. That’s so beautiful, Rafa…” She sniffled, trying to calm herself. “Rafa… I’m pregnant.”
That he wasn’t expecting. He drew in a deep breath. “Okay. Wow.”
“I know. I swear, I am on birth control, but you know it’s not always…” Noemi was rambling now, and Rafa, still reeling, realized he wasn’t saying the right things, the things Noe needed to hear.
“Sweetheart, it’s okay, I’m just a little…” He laughed. “We’re having a baby?”
Noemi took a shaky breath in. “I’m pregnant… whether or not we have it is something we have to discuss.”
Rafa felt ice in his veins. “You don’t want it?”
“I don’t know. I’ve been so mixed up since Jack died. I want to bear your children, Rafa, but the thought of having a child and losing it… it would kill me.”
