Page 71 of Desperate Justice
With a sharp cry of his name, she came hard, seeing stars behind her closed eyelids. The sweet throbbing in her loins continued as he lazily finished with a slow kiss.
When she finally came back down to earth, Allison opened her eyes. He flicked out his tongue. On it was the cherry from the cheesecake. Rafe popped it back into his mouth, gave another teasing grin.
As he chewed and swallowed, he winked. “Got your cherry.”
Laughter burst out of her. He was naughty and so much fun. Hell, she hadn’t enjoyed an evening like this in ages.
It wasn’t over yet, either. Rafe climbed onto the bed. Anticipation curled through her as she sat up, grabbed the dessert box.
“My turn.” Allison licked whipped cream from the box and shoved him backward.
“Ally...be gentle with me,” he mocked.
“Shut up, Rodriguez, while I have my wicked way with you.”
Encasing his shaft with her mouth, she set to work on him, enjoying the way he moaned as he’d made her moan, watching him shudder, feeling a surge of her own power, having him under her and knowing she was the one in control of giving him mind-blowing pleasure.
He began muttering rapid Spanish, too fast for her to understand with her limited knowledge, but judging from his reaction, he sure was enjoying himself.
When he came with a shudder, exploding in her mouth, she lingered for a while, reluctant to stop sampling the last little bit of delicious dessert.
Allison sat back, licking her lips and giving him a smug smile. She plucked a cherry from the dessert box, placed it atop his still erect penis and carefully encased it with her teeth. She chewed and swallowed.
“I got your cherry as well.”
A deep laugh rumbled from his throat. They were good together, she suddenly realized. Scary good.
The thought disconcerted her for a minute. What would happen when all this was over and he abandoned her, like the other guys had? Or she left him because she couldn’t see herself in a relationship where he’d eventually hurt her because his career meant more than she did?
Think about it later. Enjoy the moments while they’re here.
After a few minutes, Rafe sat up and reached into the nightstand for a condom. Allison helped him roll it on. She pretended shock while reading the label.
“Extra-large, huh? No modesty here, Rodriguez. You know a little humility...”
Her words were cut off as he kissed her roughly. Tangling together on the sheets, he finally rolled her over and entered her with a hard thrust that took her breath away.
Their gazes met, his dark and filled with desire. They began moving together again, her hips rising to meet the pounding thrusts.
She came again, hard, a few seconds before he threw back his head and shouted in Spanish, along with her name.
Heart pounding, she accepted his heavy weight, stroking his sweat-dampened back.
“Sure hope what you said was complimentary, Rodriguez,” she teased. “My Spanish isn’t that great.”
Raising his head, he looked down at her solemnly. “Do you really want to know?”
Suddenly she did. Allison nodded.
“I said...a lot of things.” He drew in a ragged breath. “But the most important wasmi corazón es tuyo.”
Now it was her turn to marvel. Allison touched his face. “My heart is yours as well, Rafael.”
Rafe rolled off her and draped an arm over his head, closing his eyes. “Guess we’re both screwed, huh?”
She playfully punched his arm. “Don’t ruin a special moment.”
“Moment? I’ll have you know I last longer than a moment.”
