“Are you sure? I don’t want you to regret this,” he said.
“I won’t. Do you think you’ll regret it?”
“The only thing I regret is not telling you everything else sooner. Telling you how I felt about you.”
“Then show me how you feel.”
Rafa crawled toward her. With one hand bracing himself on the mattress, the other held his cock at her opening, circling between her slippery folds. Wet. Dripping with desire. He took a deep breath and thrust inside her, and she cried out in pleasure.My God. So this is what it’s supposed to feel like.
He rocked into her. Slowly at first, then increasing his speed.
He lifted her back from the mattress, pulling her chest against his. Rafa shifted his weight so that his ass was on the mattress and she was straddling him. With his help, she rolled her hips on him. It felt so natural being on top of him, and he stared into her eyes before crying out in euphoric pleasure, his body holding her tightly against him as he shuddered through his orgasm.
And they both came undone.
Chapter
Nineteen
They lay in bed witha sheet barely covering their bodies as they continued to listen to the sounds out in the forest. The rain had settled, though it still trickled onto the roof. In a few hours, they’d be leaving. For now, they enjoyed being with each other. Touching each other. Learning about each other.
Rafa had recounted everything, starting from the moment he’d first learned he’d be traveling to Brazil up to blacking out after Hunter had struck him that afternoon. It broke Miri’s heart hearing him talk about the lies his father had spun and how he’d dangled his mother’s legacy as a way to manipulate him. Like Corrie said in her letter: he truly was a smarmy piece-of-shit scumbag. But despite Vautour trying to drive a wedge between them, it only made Miri care for Rafa more.
His fingertips glided against her skin in slow circles, back and forth along her back. She did the same on his chest, with her head resting against his pecs. Her fingers traced along his stomach. She could hear his heartbeat through his chest, growinglouder whenever she drew closer to his core. They’d already made love twice. It seemed he was ready for a third time.
They’d talked about family, and love, and sex. Miri buried her head in his chest and smiled. Everything about making love with Rafa was fluid. They moved in sync, as if they’d been together for many years. He knew which buttons to push. Which spots to put pressure on. And she seemed to know all his buttons as well. She’d never seemed to satisfy a man before. She couldn’t explain it. Was it Rafa, or was it something else? Was it the two of them together? On paper, they made no sense. But somehow it worked.
“I meant what I said earlier,” he said. “About falling for you. I don’t know what that means exactly in terms of where we go from here, but I can’t say goodbye to you.”
Miri stared at him. Although she was naked, she didn’t feel the need to cover up like she normally did after having sex. No, she wanted Rafa to see her, all of her, and she wasn’t afraid to show him who she was. She wasn’t afraid to be vulnerable.
“I meant what I said, too. I want to be with you, Rafa. No one has ever made me feel special. And, oddly enough, also normal. I can’t explain everything that happened with your dad. But now, knowing the truth, I know you thought you were doing the right thing.”
Rafa sat up and took her hands. “He lied to me my whole life, Miri. And now he’s told me this tale about my mother, of the Moon City, and how she saved him. But I realize he was using her the same as he was using me, using her to get to the Moon City. Honestly, I wonder if he even loved her.
“He made me believe I was doing it for her, for my mother. For my mother’s people.Mypeople. I don’t even know what thetruth is anymore. The only thing I know is that I don’t want to lose you.”
“You’re not going to lose me.”
“I don’t deserve you.”
“Stop saying that,” she said, sitting up. “I’m seriously going to punch you if you say that again, and you know I’ve got a wicked right hook.”
He laughed and pulled her over his waist so she straddled him as they wrapped their arms around each other. He kissed her tenderly, massaging his hands on her back. Slowly, she pulled away, then gazed down at his beautiful face.
“You deserve happiness, like everybody else,” she said. “Don’t let that sorry excuse for a father make you feel any different. You don’t need him. You have me. And Anissa, Felix, and Logan. And once you meet Corrie and Ford—”
“You don’t think Corrie and Ford will hate me because of who my father is?”
“You’re not your father. Besides, disobeying your dad will probably make her like you even more.”
He smiled. “So what now?”
Miri shrugged. “I don’t know. All I know is that I don’t want to be without you. The world is our snack bar—we can choose to do whatever we want.”
He brushed her hair away from her face as he stared into her eyes.
“I like that. Our snack bar.” Then he sighed. “We’re really going to do this, huh? We’re going to leave?”
