I tilted my hips, trying to brush my pussy against his fingers.
“Baby, patience.”
I growled. “I’ve been fucking patient for years, Raff. I want you to—”
“You want me to what? Not gonna fuck you just yet. Let’s see how ready you are.”
He pushed a finger inside me.
“Oh,” I sighed.
He began to pull away, and I squeezed against his finger.
“You like that?” he asked.
“Of course I do.”
He hummed for a beat. “Gotta get you loose so I don’t hurt you, Lex.”
I tipped my head back on the pillow and touched my breast.
“Let go of that tit. It’s mine now.”
Oh shit. What was happening to me?
Growing up around the Riot MC, I bristled at hearing men get all alpha with their women. That possessive bossy tone from Rafferty, though? I fuckinglovedit. Hell, I wanted to poke the bear to get more of it. So, I grabbed my other breast, and shot him a devilish grin.
His lips set in a thin line. “It’s like that, huh?”
He shifted to his belly, and then he dragged his tongue through my folds.
I inhaled sharply. My hands flew to his head.
“That’s what I thought,” he murmured against me.
“What?” I cried, loosening my hold.
“Don’t you dare let go, Alexandra. I’m gonna drive you wild, which means I want your hands in my hair.”
I couldn’t wait to find out how he’d drive me wild. However…
“That’s great, but I seriously want you.”
His lips tipped up and his gaze softened on me. “Love that you want that, but if you knew how damn good you tasted, you’d understand why I have to make you come on my tongue.”
With wide eyes, I stared at him.
“What’s with the big eyes, woman?”
I gave my head a quick shake. “I’ve never heard you talk dirty before, and…”
“And what?”
How much to share? I loved it. He was better at it than any other man I’d ever dated?
“I’m a little surprised how much it turns me on.”
He kissed the inside of my thigh. “Good. You tell me if you need me to stop, okay?”
