Anything but Minor - Kate Stewart Page 0,55

that.

I looked back over to Rafe in the dugout and caught him eyeing me. And for a brief moment, I convinced myself I may already have it.

“Alice, we have to go.”

“I’m almost ready!”

I sat on her couch and screwed with my watch as I looked around her condo. She had no pictures of family hung up, none of friends, either. She’d told me enough about her life back in Ohio, but a large part of me wanted different for her. I scanned an old year book underneath the coffee table and didn’t see one signature. It cracked my chest a bit to see she’d been so fucking alone. Didn’t anyone see her? How could the world have ignored a woman so funny, so full of life, so completely beautiful?

“Okay, let’s go,” she pushed out nervously as she rounded the couch and stood in front of me. The crack in my chest expanded to the point I couldn’t breathe. Alice stood in a long, black cocktail dress that tied around her neck and accentuated every curve of her body. Her perfect tits pressed into the top just enough to make my dick twitch. As my eyes rose to her red painted lips, I damned near came. Her lashes were painted a thick black and her eyes looked deadly sexy.

“You’re fucking beautiful,” I whispered as I walked over to her and gripped her delicate neck. I wanted all of it gone, the dress on the floor, the lipstick stain on my cock, her neatly pinned up hair a sweaty fucking mess. I moved to untie her dress and heard her protest.

“Rafe, no!”

“I was kidding,” I lied.

“No, you weren’t and we don’t have time,” she said as I kissed the sweet spot between her shoulder and her neck. “So you’re telling me,” I pushed out as my dick grew unbearably hard, “no?” I used one finger and slid it from her neck over her tight nipple and past her waist as I nipped at the soft skin below her ear. I began to lift her skirt as her chest rose and fell and her neck tilted slightly.

“Yes, I’m saying no.” She reared back from my lips, her mouth still close to mine, her red lips my undoing. I knelt down before her and lifted her skirt to her waist and pulled her panties down to her thighs. I smirked when she unknowingly gripped her dress and held it up to help me out. I slid my finger between her thighs and found her wet. She looked down at me with lips parted as I brushed her clit over and over in beckoning.

“Rafe,” she hissed as she closed her eyes and opened them to watch me, fascinated.

With one hand, I spread her and leaned in to slowly lick her.

“Oh my God,” she whispered as her legs began to shake.

“Still a no?”

“No.”

“Okay,” I said as I backed away and she gripped my hair tightly and brought me back to her soaked center. “No, not no. Yes!” I dove in, tongue and fingers, until she could no longer handle it and her legs gave out. Quick to react, I gently placed her on the floor and resumed my lapping. Her taste, her moans, her pleas all fueled me to keep going, so I did. I licked her a thousand times, and if she wouldn’t have come, I would have stayed buried and tasted her a thousand more. I made my way up her body as she lay defeated beneath me, a thin sheen of sweat on her forehead.

“I’m a mess now. Thanks a lot.” I went in to kiss the ruby red lips that started it.

“Don’t you dare, Rafe!”

“Didn’t I just teach you not to say no to me?”

“No.”

Not the answer I wanted so I kissed her until I got it.

Forty-five minutes later, I grabbed a glass of champagne for each of us as I made my way to our table. I always got invited to different events around the city and had always turned them down. Alice had seen the invitation on my counter to this one in particular and asked me about it. When I saw the hope in her face, there was no fucking way I could say no. Alice did that to me. Whatever got her excited, whatever made her happy, became my next move. I was in unchartered territory and it was through sheer fascination of her.

The woman was a tumbleweed when it came to her next move. I’d caught sight