Chapter 16 #3
He dipped his head and kissed her neck, followed by a small nip of his teeth that sent shivers all the way through Finley’s body.
She pushed herself to her feet and grabbed his hand then dragged him to a more secluded spot away from the beach but close enough to the cave where they could spot or hear anything amiss while not disturbing Ai.
And not be in the sand. Oddly enough, Finley hated having sex on the beach.
Sand got in places sand should never be in.
The moment the opportunity came available Rafe pushed Finley against a tree.
Her back hit the rough bark but she barely noticed because he captured her lips with his and lifted her by the hips so she could wrap her legs around his waist. He was so hard already, and it pressed against her core, making it her turn to groan.
She’d been needing this desperately. Ever since the moment they’d been trapped in that damn prison wagon.
There was nothing better than a good fight… or good sex. And it was long past time for the latter.
Rafe tugged at her pants so he could slide one hand down the front and between her legs. Finley gripped his shoulders and buried her face in his neck as he rubbed her up and down in painstakingly slow and delicious strokes that made her body tighten and melt at the same time.
“Should we get these off?” he murmured into her ear.
“Gods, yes,” Finley breathed.
He lowered her back to the ground, and with a swift movement Finley grabbed his pants and pulled them down to his ankles. He kicked them off and Finley went to her knees to see him strong and firm before her. Finley bit her lip and tried not to moan at the sight.
Rafe raised a brow. “I was talking about yours.”
A coy smile quirked on the side of Finley’s mouth as she looked up at him. “Oh, we’ll get back to me, don’t worry.”
But all she could think about right now was his cock, and she placed her mouth on it.
She used one hand to steady herself by grabbing onto his hip and the other to stroke his shaft where her mouth couldn’t reach.
He gripped her hair and sighed, his eyes rolling into the back of his head.
A look of pure bliss spread across his face between murmurs of “yes” and “don’t stop” as she gave him his pleasure.
When he got close, she removed her own clothing to leave herself bare before him.
Rafe looked her up and down, pure lust and desire in his glowing yellow eyes. “Get on the ground.”
“So bossy,” Finley said, but she obeyed. She didn’t usually like men telling her what to do, but now it was oddly arousing. She propped herself up on her elbows and stared up at him, shimmying so her breasts bounced.
“Spread your legs apart. Let me see you.”
Again, she obeyed and reveled in the fire burning in his gaze. “Perfect.”
He lowered himself to the ground and grasped her hips and pulled her body toward him. Then he lowered himself even more until his mouth was between her legs. Finley arched and moaned as he found her most sensitive places. It was like he already knew the perfect spots to make her writhe and pant.
When Rafe came back up again, he covered her body with his and kissed her. This time, it took her by surprise. It wasn’t the same passionate desperate kiss from only minutes before, but something softer and deeper. She broke it for a moment, not sure what to do with the strange sensation.
“Are you all right?” he asked.
Something bubbled in Finley’s throat, and she opened and closed her mouth a few times. Was she? “Yeah, I’m perfect,” she said, surprised at the truth of the words.
Rafe rose to his knees and gave his member a few solid strokes before guiding himself into her.
They fit and slid together like waves on the shore.
She wanted him closer, deeper, more. She didn’t want to know where she ended, and he began.
The two of them lost themselves in the moment and in one another.
He pinned her arms down to the ground and moved even faster, as though time was limited, and he wanted to be sure every ounce of himself was poured into the moment.
With swift movements he pulled himself out and flipped Finley over onto her stomach then entered into her once again but now from behind.
The new position left her speechless and reeling, but she wanted to feel him.
Every muscle and piece of skin possible.
She pushed herself onto her knees, so his chest was against her back.
“Give me more,” she begged. “Don’t ever stop.”
Rafe pushed her hair aside and kissed her neck. His hands wandered over her breasts and back again between her legs and he continued to thrust into her body. His fingers swirled around her core, and she couldn’t help the cries that came out of her. “Whatever you command, my queen.”
The next morning, Finley awoke back in the cave wrapped around Rafe’s body. Eventually, after countless rounds of the best sex she’d ever had, they returned to the cave where Ai rested peacefully. It had left Finley exhausted but in the most blissful and peaceful way she’d ever known.
The three of them packed up the few things they had in their camp and extinguished the fire to make their way to the Paravian mountains. Ai smiled and nudged Finley as they left the cave. “Finally.”