Page 64 of His Forbidden Alliance

“Where did you put the supplies?”

He looked at me like I’d gone crazy. “You’re going to do that now?”

“Yes.”

“But we… aren’t you…”

“I can wait. I want you comfortable before I lay you over the desk and fuck you until you can’t move.”

“Right. The bandages are on the counter in the bathroom.”

He had already taken the old bandage off when I returned. “How does it look?”

“Like shit, but not infected.”

I took his hand and pulled it toward me. The skin was red and puckered, but he was right; I didn’t see any sign of infection. I ran my thumb over his wrist, and he sucked in his breath. I felt his pulse speed up, so I brought his wrist to my lips and placed a gentle kiss there.

“I thought you were going to bandage my hand. Get on with it.”

I shook my head. “You’re the one who already got to come.”

“I’m a slut, remember? I need more.”

“I do remember, and you’re going to get a lot more.” I fixed up his hand, satisfied that it was healing. “You seem eager to show me your office.”

He frowned. “If you don’t want to, this couch works too.”

“Show me now.” I rose to my feet and pulled him with me. When he walked past me, I slapped his beautiful ass. “Move faster.”

“Now who’s eager?”

“I can fuck you right here.”

Rafe laughed and kept walking. I followed him into a small room with dark blue walls. It was too dark to see now, but I guessed the view looked out over Lake Pontchartrain. The desk there was smaller than the one at the casino, but it looked sturdy enough. If it wasn’t, he could buy another one.

He turned and looked at me. “What?”

“Just assessing things,” I said, pressing my hands on the desk and leaning my weight into it. “Making sure this is satisfactory for what I have planned.”

“Zach, I⁠—”

I wasn’t sure what I saw in his eyes, but there was a hell of a lot more there than the lust I expected. I held his gaze. My heart pounded as I took a step forward. He moved toward me, and I had to touch him. I kissed him like I wanted to devour him. He slid his hands under my shirt and pushed it up.

“Be careful,” I said.

“Stop worrying about my hand.”

“No.” I lifted my arms and tugged the shirt over my head, and then I worked at his clothing. I needed him naked. I needed to feel as much of his skin against mine as I could. We hadn’t bothered fully undressing before, but we had time now to be deliberate and intentional, no matter how nervous that made me. We both quickly shed the rest of our clothes. He obviously wanted the same thing I did.

When we were naked, I pushed Rafe back against the wall and took both our cocks in one of my hands. He shuddered and groaned as I stroked us. Damn, he was so fucking hot.

“Are you ready to be destroyed?” I asked.

“I’ve been ready since you suggested it.”

“Aww. Your ass missed my cock.”

“Jesus, Zach, quit playing.”