physically and emotionally, but he thought about her kids. Worried about them.
She glanced away before he saw the goofy grin on her face. Rafe might just be the world’s most perfect man, and she’d snagged him, at least for tonight. She peeked at Rafe’s profile. Gorgeous. Not in a pretty-boy way. He was strong, charismatic and being with him felt…right, as if he’d always been a part of her life.
Rafe parked the car and got out. She watched as he walked around the hood of the vehicle. Taking her eyes off him was proving impossible.
He opened her door and held a hand out. She stared at it but couldn’t move. Her legs felt shaky.
“Are you okay?”
She nodded. She was fine—better than fine—but her nerves were kicking in. She hadn’t had sex in so long. What if she didn’t please him?
“I can’t wait to be with you. No female has ever excited me the way you do.” He dropped his hands to her thighs and slowly inched them up her legs, leaving a burning path in their wake. “You just might be the one I never knew I was looking for.”
With that cryptic comment, he lifted her out of the vehicle. His hands lingered on her waist a moment before he led her across the lot.
Her stomach did a little flip. She couldn’t believe she was going to have sex with a near stranger, but she needed him inside her. She focused on the lust, the way he made her feel, and pushed away the anxiety. She’d please him. Whenever he touched her, she went wild.
He brushed his thumb over her wrist. “Keep looking at me like that and we won’t make it to our room.”
She let out a shaky breath. “I can’t help it. You make me hot.”
He pulled her in for another kiss that left her panting, but he eased back before she lost all reason and freed his cock. “Five minutes. Then I’m all yours. You can wait that long, can’t you?”
She gave him a teasing smile. “Four, I can do. Five is pushing it.”
His deep chuckle made her grin widen.
“Come on.” He tugged her hand and ushered her into the hotel lobby.
The cool air and the sound of voices pulled her out of the trance. She forced herself to stop staring at Rafe and scanned the generic space while she waited for him to get them a room. A giggling laugh yanked her attention back to Rafe.
The young, pretty girl at the desk gazed at him with desire stamped on her face. She leaned over the counter, offering a good view of her cleavage, and let her hand linger on his when she handed him a pen to sign the slip. Jazz took it all in, and the first stirrings of jealousy ignited within her. Anger came next. The nerve of the woman, to flirt with Rafe while his date stood only a few feet away. It was obvious they were together, getting a room for the night.
She narrowed her eyes and glared at desk clerk. The girl didn’t notice. Or care. The woman scribbled on a piece of paper and slipped it to Rafe along with the room key.
She was giving him her number? In front of the woman he was here with?
Jazz ground her teeth and stepped next to Rafe. She wrapped her arms around his waist. He dropped the key, turned her into his embrace and kissed her.
He ran his hands down her back and over her hips before skimming them up her sides to the edge of her breasts. She pressed the achy tips to his chest, and he inched his fingers closer to the points but dropped his hands and stepped away from her without touching them.
His heated gaze met hers. He grabbed her hand, picked up the key, ignoring the folded piece of paper, and led her toward the elevator.
The doors swooshed closed. He crowded her against the wall.
“Were you jealous, my sweet Jasmine?”
She shrugged. “No, but—”
He pressed his mouth to hers but didn’t kiss her. “Don’t lie.”
The butterfly brush of his lips to hers made her shiver. “She was being rude. Didn’t even try to hide the fact that she wanted you.”
“Yes, but you are the female I want, the one who will sleep in my arms tonight.”
The
She glanced away before he saw the goofy grin on her face. Rafe might just be the world’s most perfect man, and she’d snagged him, at least for tonight. She peeked at Rafe’s profile. Gorgeous. Not in a pretty-boy way. He was strong, charismatic and being with him felt…right, as if he’d always been a part of her life.
Rafe parked the car and got out. She watched as he walked around the hood of the vehicle. Taking her eyes off him was proving impossible.
He opened her door and held a hand out. She stared at it but couldn’t move. Her legs felt shaky.
“Are you okay?”
She nodded. She was fine—better than fine—but her nerves were kicking in. She hadn’t had sex in so long. What if she didn’t please him?
“I can’t wait to be with you. No female has ever excited me the way you do.” He dropped his hands to her thighs and slowly inched them up her legs, leaving a burning path in their wake. “You just might be the one I never knew I was looking for.”
With that cryptic comment, he lifted her out of the vehicle. His hands lingered on her waist a moment before he led her across the lot.
Her stomach did a little flip. She couldn’t believe she was going to have sex with a near stranger, but she needed him inside her. She focused on the lust, the way he made her feel, and pushed away the anxiety. She’d please him. Whenever he touched her, she went wild.
He brushed his thumb over her wrist. “Keep looking at me like that and we won’t make it to our room.”
She let out a shaky breath. “I can’t help it. You make me hot.”
He pulled her in for another kiss that left her panting, but he eased back before she lost all reason and freed his cock. “Five minutes. Then I’m all yours. You can wait that long, can’t you?”
She gave him a teasing smile. “Four, I can do. Five is pushing it.”
His deep chuckle made her grin widen.
“Come on.” He tugged her hand and ushered her into the hotel lobby.
The cool air and the sound of voices pulled her out of the trance. She forced herself to stop staring at Rafe and scanned the generic space while she waited for him to get them a room. A giggling laugh yanked her attention back to Rafe.
The young, pretty girl at the desk gazed at him with desire stamped on her face. She leaned over the counter, offering a good view of her cleavage, and let her hand linger on his when she handed him a pen to sign the slip. Jazz took it all in, and the first stirrings of jealousy ignited within her. Anger came next. The nerve of the woman, to flirt with Rafe while his date stood only a few feet away. It was obvious they were together, getting a room for the night.
She narrowed her eyes and glared at desk clerk. The girl didn’t notice. Or care. The woman scribbled on a piece of paper and slipped it to Rafe along with the room key.
She was giving him her number? In front of the woman he was here with?
Jazz ground her teeth and stepped next to Rafe. She wrapped her arms around his waist. He dropped the key, turned her into his embrace and kissed her.
He ran his hands down her back and over her hips before skimming them up her sides to the edge of her breasts. She pressed the achy tips to his chest, and he inched his fingers closer to the points but dropped his hands and stepped away from her without touching them.
His heated gaze met hers. He grabbed her hand, picked up the key, ignoring the folded piece of paper, and led her toward the elevator.
The doors swooshed closed. He crowded her against the wall.
“Were you jealous, my sweet Jasmine?”
She shrugged. “No, but—”
He pressed his mouth to hers but didn’t kiss her. “Don’t lie.”
The butterfly brush of his lips to hers made her shiver. “She was being rude. Didn’t even try to hide the fact that she wanted you.”
“Yes, but you are the female I want, the one who will sleep in my arms tonight.”
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