Page 38 of Endlessly Raphael
He guffaws, shaking his head. “How could I say no to that?”
“You can’t.”
I shake my ass at him before stepping into the doorless, all-marble shower. Jets of water shoot out from numerous spouts and a rainfall showerhead above me feels like summer rain. It’s luxury with a capital L.
A minute later, Rapha joins me, pressing against me as if this shower isn’t as big as some bedrooms in this city. His hands move up my chest as he nuzzles my neck. I lean my head back against his shoulder, smiling as my body tingles from his touch.
“Your skin is soft as silk,” he whispers, nipping my earlobe. “I can’t keep my hands off you.”
“Don’t. I like the way you touch me.”
He slides his hands down to my thighs, avoiding my quickly swelling cock as he strokes everything he can reach.
“You touch me like I mean something. Like I’m precious.”
“You are.”
I start to object but hold back the urge. I don’t want to kill this moment. A guy I’m fucking wants to be nice to me. Who the fuck am I to stop him?
Rapha’s cock pushes against my ass, making me clench my hole with need. It’s still sore, and logically, I should probably take a break, but fuck logic. I want to be torn in two.
“Mmm,” Rapha murmurs, grazing my neck with sharp teeth. “Your natural scent is amazing.”
“Yeah?” I press his hands to my waist, swaying our bodies together. “What do I smell like?”
“Like the forest. Like rich soil, thick moss, and autumn trees. Like you sprang directly from the earth.” He kisses the back of my neck. “And like the richest wine. Silky, with notes of cherry and chocolate and even a hint of tobacco. I want to bury myself in your body and imprint your scent on my skin so I’m never without it.”
For once, I’m left speechless. “Rapha…”
“You deserve only the finest in life, Haven.”
“You don’t even know me. Maybe I’m an asshole.”
He chuckles, twisting me around to face him. “Maybe I am too.”
“Nah. Definitely not.” Draping my arms around his neck, I search his eyes. “I think you’re a big softie underneath the badass exterior. You saved a woman tonight. What other good deeds have you done?”
“Not many.”
“Add rescuing me to the list.” I grin. “And finally fucking me the way I’ve craved for so long.”
The heated look on his face, the way his tongue darts out to wet his lips and the water beads on his handsome face cause my stomach to flutter.
I slide to my knees. “Enough talking.”
I gaze up at the handsome man looking down at me. Steamy water flows around us, dripping from his wavy hair. He looks like some kind of Adonis who should be the star of his own calendar.
His heavy cock bounces between us, and my mouth literally waters. I open up, sticking my tongue out in offering, and Rapha understands my request. He moves closer, rubbing the tip of his dick on my tongue, leaving a trail of sticky precum. I don’t know what this man’s diet consists of, but whatever it is, it makes him taste delicious.
Placing my hands on his thighs, I close my mouth around his thick shaft, doing my best to get it as far down my throat as possible. The way his eyelids flutter draws a smile to my lips as I slide my hands around to his ass, shoving his cock deeper down my throat.
“Fuck, Haven,” he whispers, his fingers tangling in my hair. He tugs and I nod to encourage him.
“More,” I mumble.
“You like to feel pain?” Rapha asks. “Beauty like yours should be pampered. Revered.”
“Bruises,” I say, popping off his cock. “Marks. That’s beauty to me.”