Page 38 of Broken Promise
I giggled and nipped him again. “I dare you.”
“I see what you’re doing. Trying to tempt me so you don’t have to talk. I’ll give you what you’re asking for later, when we get back to the apartment, but we’ll talk first.”
I narrowed my gaze but kept walking. “So I don’t have many friends, I guess.”
“And boyfriends?” His question was quiet, but I heard the hint of ice and possessiveness in his words.
“Like I said, I have a hard time connecting. It’s like everyone spoke one language and I spoke another. I wasn’t too close to my father or brothers, so I had no real male role models. I practically begged for attention from them. I guess I carried those habits into my dating life and made some crap choices. It’s like I’ve been searching for something, you know? Although it’s not like I had a lot of boyfriends. One in college and one after.”
He ran his hands over my hair. “You don’t have to make those wrong choices anymore.” He paused and tugged me to the edge of the sidewalk, then kissed me deep, and my synapses fried.
His kisses dragged me into a lust-filled fog of denial and need. A place where I didn’t have to think about the girl I once was. A place where I wasn’t the lonely girl who just wanted someone to love.
The lonely girl whose father had been taken.
He cupped my cheek, gently stroking my skin as he kissed me. I knew I would never be the same after this. He was changing me. And I wasn’t sure if it was for the best.
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Rafe
Back in the apartment with our coffee and our pastries, I tried to discern what she was thinking. Noah had to be right. She was evasive. Not exactly lying, but not eager to talk about her life. Maybe she was scared.
She needed to trust me. Had to know I’d help her with anything. I set the coffees down and tugged her close. “Listen, I know you’re gun-shy. But no matter what, I won’t let anything happen to you.” I slowly slid my arms around her waist and pulled her into my body.
She nodded. “Y-yes. I know you wouldn’t.”
“Good.” With a groan, I took her mouth under mine, teasing with my tongue. And she opened for me on a sigh. She tasted like coffee and spice, and I never wanted to stop. I was spinning out. I needed her. Even as my brain told me to be careful, to go slow, my body and my heart dived in headfirst. She was mine. I always protected what was mine. I just had to convince her that she wanted to stay.
I angled my head and deepened the kiss, dipping my tongue into her mouth, drawing hers out playfully. As I teased her, she looped her arms around my neck and brought her body into close contact with mine, rubbing her nipples against my chest.
I snuck my hand under her T-shirt, and she rocked her hips against me. With my thumb, I teased a circular pattern around her belly button.
She was so soft everywhere, with skin like satin. I could spend hours touching her, savoring every inch of her skin, but her breathy moans urged me on. Sliding my hands up her torso, I let my thumbs graze the underside of her breasts, and the rest of the blood in my brain migrated south. My cock throbbed painfully against my thigh, and I bit back a curse.
I traced my thumbs over the lace of her bra to the taut nipples beneath. With a frustrated snarl, I picked her up and settled her on the counter. She started to quiver when I stroked my thumbs over her nipples. When I closed my palm over her full breast, Diana slid her hands into my hair and tugged. Her nails scoring over my scalp sent a shiver through me.
Diana rocked her body against mine, and the thick, pulsing lust coursing in my veins made it impossible to think. I craved more.Neededmore. My hips jerked—I was so desperate to get closer, to be inside her and possess her.
“Wrap your legs around me, Diana,” I muttered before sucking on her bottom lip. When she didn’t, I teased her lip with my teeth. “Did you hear me, sweetheart?”
“Yeah, I just can’t seem to move.”
With a chuckle, I helped her into position, then moved us over to the couch. I levered over her, then slowly eased my weight down on top of her, my throbbing dick directly against her core.
I lifted the hem of her shirt. Her smooth skin beckoned. Trailing kisses down her neck, I sought out one of her nipples. Through the lace fabric of her bra, I suckled and drew her in deep with my tongue and lips, then with the barest hint of teeth, I grazed the peak. Diana bucked beneath me, and my cock begged for relief.
I teased first one nipple, licking it, suckling it, while my fingers played with the tip of the other. Every tug sent a stab of lust through my body.
But I couldn’t get enough of her. Finally I pulled her into a semi-seated position and tugged her shirt over her head. The bra followed in short order, and I forgot to breathe. Her breasts, full and heavy with dusky rose tips, beckoned to me. I laid her back gently and settled myself directly between her thighs again.
Diana raised her hips, rubbing against me like a cat. Each time her heated center came in contact with the rigid length of me, I struggled for control, but I didn’t know how much longer I could hold on.
Ragged breaths tore from my chest. “Diana, please stop moving. I really want to be inside you when I come.”
Beneath me, she whimpered. “So close though.”
I bit back a groan as she wiggled again. “You don’t listen too well.” I dipped my head, breathing over the perfect peak of her breast. With every movement over her nipple with the stubble of my chin, her hips lifted and she reached for me. She gasped when I secured one nipple and sucked her deep into my mouth.
