“Yes,” I rasp, even as my fight-or-flight instincts scream for me to get the hell out of here before this goes south. Before I lose consciousness from lack of air.
Raf gives a satisfied hum and releases my neck, allowing a flood of blood and oxygen to flow freely through me once more.
I pant, my head falling back as the world spins around me, and I’m grateful for the iron strength of his body holding me up—even as an unnerving sense of disappointment washes through me at the lack of relief that follows.
I was so close to coming.
And now I can’t suppress the restless, throbbing ache deep inside me.
A groan of protest rushes from me before I can stop it, and when I lift my head from the glass to meet his eyes once more, Raf is wearing a wicked grin.
“Oh, you’re going to be fun,” he says darkly, slowly lowering me to my feet. “As fiery as that red hair of yours.” He gives a lock a gentle tug, then he takes a step back as his eyes drink in the full length of me. “God, you’re perfect,” he rasps, lifting his hand to twirl me.
My hair whispers across the exposed skin of my back as I turn, and a shiver runs down my spine as I wobble on my heels but manage to stay standing, thanks to Raf’s support.
When I’m facing him once more, he tugs me to him.
Our lips clash in a fierce kiss that feels impossibly more urgent than before.
If my heart were beating any faster, I think it might burst, and while the pace Raf sets terrifies me, it also makes me feel more alive than I’ve ever felt before.
Long fingers curl beneath the hem of my thigh-high dress, which has already ridden up until it’s barely covering me.
And as Raf continues to lay claim to my lips, he drags the soft, stretchy fabric I borrowed from Hannah’s closet—without her permission, but with every intention of giving it back—slowly up my body, revealing my curves inch by inch.
Unwilling to be the only one naked, and aching to see the physique he’s hiding beneath his perfectly tailored suit, I push Raf’s jacket back over his shoulders, then get to work unbuttoning his dress shirt.
He works with me, stripping our clothing with a frenzied kind of excitement that burns away any traces of my shyness, all the while laying claim to my lips.
The last shreds of my modesty disappear as I step out of my simple panties—and not a stitch of fabric separates us when Raf pulls me into his arms.
The dim lighting and sensual music that fill the room do little to draw my attention from the lean, hard man who backs me against the glass wall, and I gasp at the cold that bites my skin.
It contrasts deliciously with the heat burning from his chest.
Curling his fingers into the hair at the nape of my neck, Raf tugs my head back, and I groan as his lips suction against the tender skin at the curve of my throat.
“I’m going to fuck you until you’re screaming my name,” he breathes, his mouth whispering across my prickling flesh.
And somehow, even though we’ve only just met, I believe him.
Everything about Raf radiates sensuality. Pleasure. Erotic bliss.
I’m naked, utterly exposed. I’ve never been so vulnerable, yet I feel dangerously safe in his arms.
No arranged marriage my parents broker could ever give me this kind of passion.
If I must take a husband for my family someday, I at least want this one night—this one memory to call my own.
And I’m glad it’s with this stranger I barely know.
“Are you ready for me,dolce?” Raf murmurs, his hand sliding between my thighs, despite the fact that I have them pressed firmly together in an effort to temper my excitement.
I cry out as his fingers stroke between my folds, the sensation foreign and sinfully pleasurable.
Air hisses between Raf’s teeth, and he towers over me, his eyes burning into mine as he braces his forearm against the glass beside my head. “God, you’re sowetfor me,” he rasps. “No need for foreplay with you, is there, my eager young thing?”
Though I have no idea what that means—and I definitely don’t want to say as much and confirm my naivete—I bite my lip and shake my head no because that seems like the correct answer as I stare up into his fierce, godlike features through my lashes.
