Chapter 12 #2
“But only because …” I sputter out. I don’t know what else to say.
“Am I making you nervous?” he says.
A cocky expression is on his face, and I realize that he’s full of shit. He knows exactly what he’s doing to me. He knows how hot and sexy he looks.
I watch as his cock twitches in his briefs, and I wonder if he’s doing that on purpose as well.
All of a sudden, something in my brain clicks, and I realize he has all the power in the situation. There’s one thing I’m not going to let happen, and that’s letting Rafe think he has the power over me.
A small smile spreads on my face, and I lick my lips.
“You know what? You’re right. I think I should get ready for bed too. And it’s kind of warm tonight.” I pull my top off and throw it to the ground.
He stares at me for a couple of seconds, smiling.
I then reach back and grab my bra straps and pull them down.
I’m slightly nervous at first because it’s not every day you take off your bra in front of a man, but he literally just saw my naked breasts the day before. And I know he likes them, and I know he wants to see them again. He probably wants to touch them. I mean, that’s what men like to do.
So, I tease him a little bit.
I pull my bra down and throw it to the ground, and I watch as his eyes widen.
I grab the sides of my breasts and push them together.
“Do you think my breasts are droopy?” I say, pretending I’m asking him a serious question.
His eyes narrow as he leans forward and stares at me. I can see he’s almost drooling.
I lick my lips again and let my hands go. “Be honest. Do I have droopy breasts?”
“No,” he grunts.
He’s breathing heavier now as he stares at me.
I run my fingers across my nipples. “Do you think my nipples are too big? I always wonder, compared to other women.”
He clears his throat. “What are you doing, Juniper?”
“What?” I say, pinching my nipples again. “Sorry. I just wanted you to see them hard. Are my nipples bigger than other women’s nipples, or are they smaller? I’m just curious.”
His lip twists up at the side, and he shakes his head. “Very funny.”
“What? Did I just tell a joke?”
“Are you trying to tease me, Juniper?”
“Would I do that? I was just asking you a serious question by taking off my bra and playing with my breasts.”
“What?”
“You’re a man, and you said you wanted to be my dating coach. Well, I was just curious how my breasts compare to other women’s.”
“You want me to compare your breasts to other women’s?”
Of course I don’t, but I’m not going to tell him that.
I reach down and pull my shorts off so I’m just standing there in my thong.
I walk away from him, and I hear a gasp of breath.
I bend down slowly to pick up a hairbrush that fell earlier and smile to myself.
I know he’s staring at my ass. I just know it.
I peek over my shoulder quickly, and he’s practically salivating.
I stretch my arms and head back to the bed.
“Okay, so rom-com, murder mystery, or thriller?”
“Huh?” he says, staring at me. “What?”
I sit down on the bed and lie back. “Which one do you want to watch?”
“Aren’t you going to put your pajamas on?” His eyes narrow.
I reach over and push him over, then shake my head and offer him a sultry smile. “No. I think I’ll join you and just wear my panties to bed.”
“I’m not wearing panties.”
“I know you’re wearing briefs, and I’m wearing panties.”
“That’s a very thin strip of material to be called a panty,” he says. There’s a twinkle in his eyes that tells me that he’s very much enjoying this conversation.
“Fine. I’m wearing my thong.”
He stares at me, and I stare at him. For what feels like an eternity.
He shifts back and runs his fingers through his hair, looking boyish and sexy.
I find it hard to resist him as his blue eyes gaze at me with lust and desire.
Rafe sure knows how to turn a woman on without even having to say a word.
I reach over and touch his chest and run my fingers across his nipples.
I then reach down and run my thumb along the length of his cock, and he stills.
“So, what sort of movie do you want to watch?” I say again softly.
“I don’t want to watch a movie.”
He stares at me for a couple of seconds, and before I know what’s happening, his hand is on my stomach, just flat and lying there.
My eyes widen. “What are you doing?”
“Absolutely nothing,” he says, grinning.
My breath catches, and I wait for his hand to move up or down, but it doesn’t.
“Why don’t you choose the movie?” he says.
But at this point, I don’t know what to do. I don’t fucking care about a movie.
“Okay,” I say and shift slightly.
His arm moves, and I feel his hand sliding down just a touch so that his fingers are right above my panty line.
My body trembles slightly. He shifts so that he’s now behind me, and I can feel the warmth of his body against mine.
I shift my legs over, and he moves his legs so they’re resting against mine.
His fingers slip down just a little bit more so that they’re touching the top of my cotton panties.
I can feel him behind my ass, pushing into me, and then his fingers slide down so that I can feel his fingertips right between my legs, and they press in softly.
I gasp and still, then look back over at him.
There’s a question in his eyes, and I don’t know what to say.
I don’t know what to do. I shift suddenly, and he runs his right hand up and cups my breast, playing with my nipple.
“You have perfect nipples,” he says, whispering into my ear. “Maybe the most perfect I’ve ever seen.”
I’m breathing heavier now, and I know I’ve been playing with fire for far too long and I’m about to get burned, but I don’t even care.
This was a really bad idea, but maybe the best idea I’ve ever had.
His right hand reaches back down. This time, it slides all the way into my panties, and he groans as he feels my wetness.
“Fuck, you’re ready for me, aren’t you?” he says as he rubs his thumb against my clit and continues sliding his fingers between my legs.
I moan slightly at his touch, and then I watch as he pulls his fingers out of my panties and sucks them.
“You taste like strawberries,” he says. “Fuck,” he lets out a low, deep groan.
“Turn the movie on,” he commands me, and I look over at him in surprise. “I know you don’t want to fuck tonight. If I continue playing with and tasting your sweet pussy, there’s not going to be anything that can hold me back.”
He grunts again, “Turn the movie on, Juniper.”
His arms slide around my waist, and I feel his fingers press up against my breasts.
“Turn the movie on,” he says again.
I just smile as I reach for the remote control.
He kisses the back of my neck, and I feel him press himself up against me.
“You are so fucking hot,” he says.
“And you’re just a little bit handsome,” I say back to him, which causes him to laugh hysterically.
And because I don’t know what else to do, I laugh as well because even though Rafe has annoyed me for half of my life, he’s still Rafe, and I still love him, and I still think he’s a great guy, and I still enjoy being with him.
And while this is a moment I will never forget, I don’t know how to process it all. I know in my heart this is a moment that I will remember for the rest of my life. I will lay in bed in the middle of the night and remember every moment.
Then he shifts, and I feel his cock between my ass cheeks.
Granted, it’s through his briefs, but it almost feels like it’s right there.
I almost feel like I could shift and feel him against my entrance, and I know tonight is going to be a really long night, but I don’t care because I’m going to enjoy every moment of it.
“Let’s watch Legally Blonde,” I say and laugh as he groans.
I understand how he feels because being almost naked with him in my bed is like sweet torture. I must be some sort of masochist because I have a feeling I’m about to live the longest night ever.