Broken Wings (The Broken Series Book 3) (7 page)

My
breath caught as his eyes met mine. “Does this mean the world has stopped?” I
whispered breathlessly.

Rafael
lowered his lips until they were nearly touching mine. “Not yet, love, but I
think it’s at least moving in the right direction.”

He
captured my lips as the air rushed from my lungs. My eyes slid closed as I
breathed him in. I melted into the chocolate and coffee laced kiss.

Rafael
groaned. “We need to leave. Now.” He nodded toward the waiter, who promptly
brought the check.

I
looked longingly at the unfinished dessert.

“I’ll
feed you the rest in bed,” he whispered playfully. He handed a credit card to
the waiter, then added, “We would like to take our dessert home.”

My
entire body clenched at the thought of Rafael feeding me dessert in bed. “Um,
as nice as that sounds, I have a job interview in the morning.”

Rafael
slid the keys to his car toward me before signing the receipt. “Don’t worry.
I’ll make sure you’re so exhausted you sleep through the night.”

I
shook my head. “I can’t drive your car. I’ve had too much wine. Can I have a
rain check?”

Rafael
laughed as he pulled me to my feet. “You can have a rain check on the Ferrari
but not on the rest of the night. Now, let’s go home so I can show you the
proper way to eat chocolate mousse.”

Rafael
made me hold the dessert as he drove back home. I tried not to panic as my mind
played an endless reel of erotic images involving the dessert. Rafael didn’t
say a word as he pulled into his garage. He took the dessert when he helped me
out of the car. Then he made me walk in front of him as we made our way upstairs.

The
stairs led into a kitchen that looked nearly identical to mine. I didn’t see
much of anything else because Rafael picked me up and threw me over his
shoulder as we entered the house.

I
squealed. “Put me down, Rafael! I can walk.”

Rafael
continued hauling me toward a second flight of stairs. “Nope. You’re too
nervous. You’ll run. You’ll probably run the wrong way, and I’m not taking the
chance that you’ll end up breaking something… like your neck.”

“But
it’s our first date,” I whined.

“Wrong
again. Our first date was at the café.”

I
stopped wiggling. “It was?”

“It
was… and you’ve known me for nearly a year now… and we’ve already had sex. Care
to drum up any more excuses?”

“I’m
allergic to chocolate?” I offered half-heartedly.

Rafael
laughed. “You are
not
allergic to chocolate, and I’m about to prove it
to you.” He threw me on his bed before setting the dessert on the nightstand.

I
stared totally transfixed as he slid his jacket off, unbuttoned his shirt and
pants, and let his clothes fall to the floor. His muscular frame tipped the
scales from breathtaking to completely intimidating.

His
eyes held mine as he slowly stalked me on the bed. “You should leave these on,”
he said as he eyed my red heels, “but this is coming off.” Rafael slid his
hands up my dress, inching it up slowly until he pulled it over my head. He
eyed my black lace bra and thong. “These go too.”

My
bra had a clasp in the front, which Rafael insisted on opening with his teeth.
He eased my thong over my heels. Then he reached for the dessert.

I
tried scrambling out of bed.

Rafael
laughed as he caught me by the leg and dragged me back over the dark gray
comforter. “I’m not about to miss dessert, Kristine.”

This
time he straddled me, effectively pinning me in place.

My
eyes widened as he scooped the dessert out of the white cardboard box. I yelped
as he smeared the cold mousse over my breasts.

He
set the box back on the nightstand and linked his hands in mine. He pinned my
hands over my head as his tongue swiped through the mousse.

“Oh,
God!” I gasped as his warm tongue cut through the mousse and glided across my
chilled skin.

Rafael
carved a figure eight through the mousse with his finger. Then he brought his
finger to my lips. His mouth latched on to my breast as I took his finger in my
mouth. I couldn’t help but moan. His warm mouth on my breast, the taste of the
chocolate, his finger teasing my tongue, and the feel of his body hardening
against mine made my entire body hum.

Rafael
licked every last bit of mousse from my chest before scooping up another
handful and smearing it between my legs.

I
bolted upright. “Rafael! You cannot be serious!”

He
grunted irritably as he pushed me back down.

I
lost all ability to speak as began lapping up the mousse that was now drizzling
between my legs. Pleasure pulsed through me with every swipe of his tongue. I
was on the verge of begging him to take me when he suddenly stopped.

He
climbed up my body until his lips met mine in another chocolate infused kiss.
“Your turn,” he said with a wicked grin. He handed me the box before he rolled
onto his back.

I
stared at him for three or four heartbeats. He looked entirely too smug as he tucked
his hands behind his head. I shook my head and laughed as I climbed on top of
him. I couldn’t wait to wipe that smug look off his face. I slathered the
mousse over his chest, then slowly licked it off while admiring the deep lines
that defined his pecs. Rafael’s eyes slid closed as I twirled my tongue around his
hardened nipples. I scraped my teeth over each one, then sucked. I smiled as
the smug look slid from his face.

I
scooped more mousse from the box, filled his belly button, and slowly lapped it
up. I was completely enthralled by the hard lines that formed his abs when his
stomach clenched. I smeared the remaining mousse along his hardened shaft. I
knelt between his legs and licked every last bit of mousse off before pulling him
inside my mouth.

Rafael
moaned. “All right… that’s enough.” He flipped me over and immediately pinned me
beneath him. His lips met mine in a dominating kiss before he rose to his knees.
He placed both of my ankles on either side of his broad shoulders. He caressed
my calves as he licked and nipped at my ankles.

I
was surprised to see my heels were still on… my glossy red heels and the red,
black, and silver beaded bracelet with the thick black bow.

Rafael’s
eyes met mine as his hands ran up and down my thighs. I gasped as he lifted my
hips and buried himself inside of me. I gripped the comforter and tried to
breathe through the pain. He slowly pulled back, then thrust a little deeper. His
hands slid down my legs. He nudged my hips a little higher, then caressed my
breasts as he began to rock deep inside of me. “Let go, Kristine. Just relax
into the bed.”

I
slowly released the breath I’d been holding. I forced my legs to relax as I relinquished
my hold on the comforter. The pain disappeared as soon as I let go. I ran my
hands up Rafael’s well-muscled arms and shoulders before releasing his hair
from the leather band. His hair tickled my breasts as he leaned down to kiss me.

He
bent my knees against my chest. My entire body clenched, then trembled with desire.
He slowly released my legs. My eyes fell closed as he drove into me in long,
slow strokes. He pressed his lips to my ear. “That’s it, baby. Don’t think,
just feel.”

He
held my face in his hands as he traced my lips with the tip of his tongue. Then
he delved deep inside my mouth. He claimed every crevice. Stole every breath. He
nibbled at my chin, then all along my jaw line before scraping his teeth down the
side of my neck.

My
back arched when he consumed my breast in long, hard pulls. He maintained a
slow, seductive pace as he latched onto the other breast. I moaned, now mindless
with need. I clamped my legs around his hips and pulled him into me, desperate
for release. “Rafael,” I pleaded. “I need…
more
.”

Rafael’s
eyes held mine as he tucked his hands under my shoulders. He pulled me into his
body as he slammed deep inside of me. I cried out as the first wave of pleasure
rolled through me. My entire body shook, just on the edge of release. He pulled
back and thrust with unconscionable force. We both screamed. Every muscle in
his body pulsed as he filled me. The searing heat drove me over the edge. The orgasm
bent me back and pulled me from his arms.

Rafael
remained buried deep inside of me as he rolled over and settled me on top of
his chest. We were both still trying to catch our breath. I smiled as I nestled
into his warm body. “That was hands down the best dessert I’ve ever had.”

Rafael’s
laughter vibrated deep inside of me, making my body clench. I slid my knees over
his hips as I sat up. I braced my hands against his chest as I rocked against
him. His eyes darkened with desire.

My
eyes slid closed as I savored the feel of him inside of me. Rafael’s hands took
control of my hips. I reached for his thighs and let my head fall back as I relinquished
control.

A
soft caress pulled me from sleep. “Hey, my beautiful angel, it’s time to wake
up.”

I
grudgingly opened my eyes. The room was dark. I was still naked and draped over
the top of Rafael’s body. “No,” I groaned.

He
chuckled as he ran his fingers through my hair. “I have a prince to guard, and
you have a job interview, remember?”

I
propped my chin on his chest so I could peer into his eyes. “Can’t we just stay
like this forever?”

Rafael
rolled me underneath him. He nudged my legs open as he fit his hips to mine. “I
would much prefer we stay like this.”

My
body surged to life as he pushed just inside of me. “I don’t know,” I teased.
“I think you need to go a little bit deeper if we’re going to stay like this
for all eternity.”

Rafael’s
hair formed a curtain around our faces as he lowered his lips to mine. “Hmm. I
think you may be right.” He pushed just a little bit deeper. “How’s this?” he
murmured against my lips.

“More,”
I breathed. I tried to pull him in as I wrapped my arms and legs around him.

His
tongue skipped teasingly along my lips as he eased inside of me a tiny bit more.
“Does this work for you?”

“No.
This is
not
working for me,” I complained irritably.

Rafael
laughed.

My
eyes widened. “Oh! Now
that
works for me.”

He
collapsed on top of me and laughed even harder. It was one of those deep, rich
belly laughs, the kind you hear when people don’t hold back.

His
laughter warmed every part of my body as it rolled through me. I stared at him
in amazement. His laugh was the most beautiful sound I’d ever heard. I ran my
fingers through his hair. “I love your laugh,” I whispered.

His
face grew serious as he looked into my eyes. “I love
you
, Kristine
Stone.”

My
heart stumbled against my chest. I pulled at the nape of his neck until his
lips met mine. Then I poured every last hope I had into a kiss.

Rafael
reached for my hands. He linked our fingers together as he pinned my hands
above my head. He pushed deep inside of me as he took control of the kiss. He thrust
inside of me with long, determined strokes.

I
knew he was trying to make sure I wouldn’t forget him over the next three days.
I didn’t want to forget, so I wrapped my legs around him and welcomed every
blow. We were slick with sweat by the time he pushed us both over the edge, to
that place where our bodies pulse in time. We rode out the waves, then
collapsed in each other’s arms.

I
lingered in bed while Rafael took a shower. I knew if I followed him in there,
we’d both miss our appointments. I stretched out and let my mind drift
aimlessly, lulled half in and half out of sleep by the sound of the shower. The
falling water sounded like a soft summer rain. I felt relaxed, oddly content,
and something else… something I couldn’t quite put my finger on.

A
smile spread across my face as Rafael began to whistle. He sounded happy. Maybe
that’s what I was feeling. Happy. I had been struggling with sadness and grief for
so long, I wasn’t sure I knew what happy felt like anymore. Sure, there had
been fleeting moments, like during the Great Urban Race, but that hadn’t felt
like this. This I could feel deep inside my bones. My smile widened. I slipped
out of bed and poked my head inside the bathroom door.

Rafael
was just reaching for a towel. “Do you want me to keep the shower running for
you?”

I
smiled as I made my way toward the shower. “Sure.”

He
grabbed my arm and pulled me in for a passionate kiss. “I’m going to run over
to your place to get you some clean clothes, so you don’t have to wear your
dress back home. What should I grab?”

I
backed into the shower. “Yoga clothes. Second drawer on the right.”

Rafael
towel dried his hair before tying the towel around his waist. “You got it.” He
sprayed some deodorant on and ran a comb through his hair before disappearing
into the bedroom.