I laugh and pull him into me, and he kisses my nose, sliding a hat onto my head. I twist my hand around the end, making a squeaky sound when I roll the white ball between my fingers. “It’s all perfect.”
“Yeah. Abso-fucking-lutely perfect.” He seals his lips over mine, his hand dropping down my back, while his groin presses to my cock cage. The new one is in the mail, and he’ll be taking me with him the next time he goes to pick it up. Travis hasn’t called since the last time, and after Rory found out the truth about his new boyfriend, he contacted Rafael’s brother and asked him to tell Raf he’s sorry. He also dropped the restraining order. The only thing Rafael is happy about in regard to that is getting to take me to meet his parents.
“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” he pants against my lips.
I nod, pulling him that way, but he doesn’t move with me. “Actually, how about you go ahead of me, Santa. I need to get something real quick.”
“Okay. Don’t take too long, though.”
“Nothing has ever made me want to hurry more than you do.”
My laughter trails behind me down the short walk to the room as I hit my cane against everything in my path. As I’m stripping off my clothes, the freezer opens and closes. My breaths stutter, heart banging in my chest, and I crawl under the covers. His footsteps grow louder the closer he gets, and it’s like my pulse rate is trying to match them, increasing its speed.
“All ready for me I see,” he says and the bed dips, and I shove the blanket down my hips.
He laughs as something cold grazes one of my nipples. He lifts it and makes sucking sounds. “Cherry used to be my favorite flavor. Did you know that?”
“Was?”
“Yeah. Was.”
“What’s your favorite now?” I lift my chest, my ass pushing into the mattress when he wraps his warm mouth around my other nipple.
“You.”
Epilogue
Rafael
Three weeks later
“That was fun,” Henry says, kicking off his skates.
“Yeah, except for the two times I fell on my ass,” I say.
“You mean five times,” Derrick says, his shoulder tapping mine.
I shove into him and he laughs. “Yeah, because you were much better.”
“I mean, we all know I was the best one out there,” Leslie says.
“I’ll take second best, then,” Henry chimes in.
We all laugh. “You were very good. You must have ice skated a lot before.”
“Yeah. Every winter with my sister.”
“So he’s had practice,” my brother quips.
“Still super impressive,” his wife chirps.
“Very much so,” I say, kissing his cheek.
“Gross. Get a room.”
“I’ll remember to tell you and Leslie that later, the moment you decide you both miss each other at the restaurant.”
He rolls his eyes and laughter fills the space again. It happens a lot the rest of the day. We all have dinner together and then head to my parents’ house for family game night. My dad already has Monopoly picked out by the time we get there, and Mom grabs Henry by the arm, telling him about the art show she recently went to.
