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“He does now.”

Maggie laughed and entered the house with Rafe following behind her.

Chapter Nine

Rafe placed her suitcase on the floor, then removed his hat and helped her out of her jacket. After hanging it on the coat rack, he picked up the case once more and made his way toward his bedroom.

“You can find us something to watch, if you want,” he suggested.

“I think I’d rather follow you,” she replied.

He came to an abrupt stop, turning to face her. A grin spread across his face. “You can follow me anywhere,” he declared.

Maggie stared at him. “I would.”

Rafe set the case down, walked toward her, and kissed her lips. “Same here.”

She smiled at him, then followed him to the bedroom. Once inside, he closed the door and looked at her to see her raise her eyebrow.

“Is there some reason you closed the door,” she asked in a way too innocent tone.

Rafe set her case down, moved closer to her, and cupped her face in his hands.

The air was thick with the scent of lust, a heady mix of sweat and desire that clung to their skin like a second layer. Rafe’s voice was a low growl, dripping with need as he whispered, “I want you,” his breath hot against her lips before he claimed her mouth in a kiss that was anything but gentle. His tongue plunged deep with a hunger that made her moan into him, her arms snaking around his waist to pull him closer, her nails digging into the hard planes of his back.

With a grunt, he lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his hips as he carried her to bed. He dropped her onto the mattress with a soft thud, his eyes dark and predatory as he straightened up. His hands went to the hem of his shirt, pullingit over his head in one swift motion, revealing a chest that was all hard muscle and taut skin, glistening with a sheen of sweat.

“You have such an amazing body, Rafe.” She breathed, her voice trembling with want. He didn’t respond, just smirked as he toed off his boots. His hands went to his jeans, lowering the zipper with agonizing slowness before shoving them down his legs, his cock hard behind the confines of his boxer briefs. It was thick and hard like it was begging for her.

He stepped closer to the bed, his thumbs hooking into the elastic of his boxer briefs and pushing them down, letting them pool at his feet before stepping out of them. He leaned down, his hands going to her sneakers, untying them before tossing them aside. His fingers went to the button of her jeans, popping it open before lowering the zipper, then he tugged them down her legs and dropped them to the floor.

He bent down, his tongue sliding along the smooth skin of her leg, starting at her ankle and working his way up, leaving a trail of wet heat in its wake. When he reached the juncture of her thighs, he paused, his breath hot against her panties. He hooked his fingers into the elastic and tugged them down, revealing her to his gaze. He pulled her into a sitting position, his hands going to her shirt, pulling it over her head before unsnapping her bra and tossing it aside, her breasts spilling free, nipples hard and begging for his mouth.

“Rafe,” she whispered, her voice breathless and needy.

“Do you know how that makes me feel? Hearing you say my name like that,” he growled, his cock twitching. “I get hard just thinking about you whispering it in my ear.”

He pressed his lips to hers again, pushing her onto her back, his body covering hers. When her hand wrapped around his cock, he groaned, the sound deep and primal, as she stroked him, her thumb swiping over the tip.

He pulled back from her, reaching for his jeans and pulling out his wallet. He fished out a condom, tearing the packet open with his teeth before rolling it onto his cock. He crawled up her body, his lips crashing into hers hard, his hands gripping her hips as he positioned himself between her legs.

“Please, baby,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need.

He didn’t make her wait any longer. With a groan, he pushed into her, inch by agonizing inch, her tight walls stretching to accommodate him. She gasped, her nails digging into his ass as he filled her completely, her inner walls clenching around him like a vice.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he growled, his hips moving forward as he began to move, setting a brutal pace that had her moaning with every thrust. His cock moved in and out of her, the sound of skin hitting skin filling the room.

He leaned down, capturing one nipple in his mouth, sucking until she cried out, her back arching off the bed.

“Rafe, please.” She moaned, her legs wrapping around his hips, pulling him deeper.

Rafe could feel her clenching around his cock, and he knew she was close, and he wouldn’t be far behind her.

She screamed as her orgasm hit her as she clamped down on him like a vice. He groaned, his own release building as he fucked her through her orgasm, his hips slamming into hers with a force that had the bed creaking beneath them.

With a deep growl, he flipped her onto her stomach, pulling her hips up so she was on all fours. He slid back into her from behind, his cock ready for more. He gripped her hips tightly as he began to fuck her again, his thrusts deep and relentless.

She moaned, clenching around him as he fucked her harder and faster. He reached around, his fingers finding her clitoris and rubbing it until she was screaming again, another orgasm ripping through her.

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