Page 90 of White Lights
He moans, bucking his hips as his tongue teases her nipple.
“Not yet,” he whispers.
“I need you,” she pants, but Dez can’t help what happens next: she hears the echo of what Yael said to Jet the other night, outside Villains. He snarled something in Yael’s ear, and she said, very pointedly,Not yet.
But Dez doesn’t want to think about Jet right now. She wants to come.
“Not yet?” she repeats, grinding harder, panting deeper, sucking on his neck. “Does that mean soon?”
“You little slut.”
His dirty words send her into the stratosphere, where she swims in a sea of total pleasure.
“Rafe, I’m coming.”
“Come for me. Come harder.”
So she does, closing her eyes to fully inhabit the climaxing abyss. Dez shudders, sending new, stronger waves of ecstasy coursing all the way through her bones. She throws her head back, enjoying it down to the last drop as he slowly kisses her breasts.
“How was it?” he finally asks in a soft, throaty voice.
“Let’s keep going.”
“Impossible to overstate your abject horniness, isn’t it?”
“If you know that about me, why do you make me wait?”
He grabs her ass and squeezes, smiling as he kisses her again. “So no one gets hurt.”
Dez bites his lower lip, still a little bleary from her orgasm. How can he make her come so hard with the simple friction of his hips?
“I told you,” she says, “I’m not catching any feelings—”
“I’m not talking about your feelings,” Rafe says. “I’m talking about fucking you so good it would destroy you.”
“Jesus, Rafe.” She can’t hide how turned on he’s made her, all over again. “It sounds like that might require some conditioning training.”
“It does.”
“When do we start?”
“I’ll let you know,” he says, and then, tragically, he sets her down. “I have to go now. And you should go get some rest before tonight.”
Dez grinds her teeth in frustration. “Why do you keep doing this?”
“Why do you keep letting me?”
“I’m starting to hate you.”
“That’s too bad, because you’re kind of growing on me,” he says. “Get some rest. You’re going to need it for tonight.”
“I would so much rather take you to bed than go to some stupid gala.”
“What if I promise to make it worth your while?” Rafe says, and kisses each of her closed eyes as he turns to walk away.
DEZ MAKES IT BACK TOher suite, punch drunk and horny as hell.
She needs a nap to sleep off the Soma, to release the sexual frustration Rafe has stuck her withfourtimes now. But when she unlocks her door, she’s startled by a round of applause.
