“I’m here for at least the summer, possibly longer depending on what you need. They’ll have plenty of time to warm to my charms.”
“No hurry, right?”
“Not even a little bit of a hurry.”
I shared his smile. “Once the bedding is done drying, we can return to town and have a non-sandwich meal.”
“You’re very uppity,” he teased, going back inside to get more coffee. “After you have some of that jambalaya, you’ll be dying for sandwiches.”
Laughing again, I imagined a life with Rafael away from Ellsberg, family, and friends. Not the friendliest person, how would I make new friends? Would anyone besides Rafael like me? He wanted to start a business, but I wasn’t equipped to help run it or do security assignments. I was only a blue belt in karate.
Rafael suddenly stood next me. “Come inside so I can fuck that anxiety right out of you.”
“The bed is stripped down, so we can’t defile it again.”
“How about we defile the couch then?” he asked, tugging me to my feet. “And the kitchen counter too?”
“Oh, Bob, you sure know how to sweet talk,” I whispered, running my fingers through the dark hairs on his forearm.
Rafael leaned down and nuzzled one of my cheeks then the other. “I can’t believe how good it feels. There’s fucking then there’s what we have. I can’t get enough.”
My hands crept into his shirt and stroked his nipples, making him shiver. “You’ve turned me sex crazed. Let’s go defile some shit.”
Rafael snorted at my enthusiasm, but kept pace while I pulled him into the cabin. We stripped by the couch where I rested on my knees before glancing back at his naked perfection.
“This is an ass a man could write poems about,” he said, caressing one cheek before sliding his cock against my pussy.
I wasn't wet enough, so Rafael leaned down and took a deep lick.
“Hell,” I whimpered as his fingers pinched my nipples. “Don’t wait.”
Rafael gently bit my ass cheek then I felt his cock against teasing and testing my pussy. Finding me ready, he pushed deep inside of me until I was full.
“Ready, baby?” he asked, wrapping my hair in his hand.
I gave him a smile and he moved his hips fast and rough. We fucked hard once then moved to the laundry room where I moved the bedding to the dryer. Once the machine was rocking, I found myself sitting on it with Rafael back inside me.
After the bedding finished drying, I made the bed then wiped down any surfaces my bare ass sat on.
“I wouldn’t worry so much,” Rafael said as I went at the couch with disinfecting spray.
“Maybe, but Vaughn saved my life. I don’t want to leave his cabin…you know, um… sexed up or whatever.”
“Good point. He did save your life,” Rafael said, kissing the top of my head. “You missed the corner.”
Smiling, I sprayed until choking on the apple cinnamon scent. We finished packing up then head to the SUV. I stood at the door, holding my photo album with the DVD inside.
“This was the best two days of my life.”
Rafael wrapped me in my arms. “And it’s just beginning. Imagine once we get the hang of this love and sex thing.”
Chapter Forty Two ~ Saint
Vaughn held a bowling ball in one hand and wore a wild smirk on his face. Next to him, Raven stared at me through narrowed eyes while nodding as if I was in deep shit. Suffice to say, I laughed. What the hell else was I supposed to do?
“Bring it, little man,” Vaughn said, staring up at me.
I retrieved one of the balls from the ball return and looked it over. “My grandfather started taking me to the alley when I was four. We went every week until I was so good I could’ve gone pro. Only reason I didn’t was I was too damn pretty.”
Glancing back at Harlow, I found her grinning while cuddled next to Winnie on a bench. I returned my gaze to Vaughn.
“Let’s go, ponytail.”
We played for two hours, but Vaughn was ready to go for another few. He claimed I was the first competition he’d enjoyed besides Raven. Dylan disputed this fact and proved he was quite the bowler. Meanwhile, the rest of the crew showed little interest in doing more than goofing off at the tables nearby. Jace and Sawyer were the only other ones interested in bowling, but they sucked.
I offered to help Jace improve. He pretended to agree, but remained scared of me. I didn’t blame him. I’d be scared of a guy like me too. Sawyer wasn’t afraid though and yanked at my arm to help her and Jace.
By the end of the game, Vaughn was my new best friend and greatest enemy. Raven said I should take it as a compliment. Harlow said Vaughn needed to get another hobby. Raven rubbed her baby bump. Harlow rolled her eyes. Their bickering went on for a long time, only interrupted whenever Bailey hugged Harlow and congratulated her again for getting porked.