Anything but Minor - Kate Stewart Page 0,67

neck and forced my head back. Shocked but electrified, I sucked in audibly as he squeezed slightly.

“The soreness you feel today is me. It’s me, Alice, still inside of you, reminding you that you are mine.”

“RAFE!” I shrieked as he took me roughly and completely. “Oh God,” I mouthed as his pace picked up and my legs began to shake.

“It’s time you knew,” he said as he pressed my breasts flat on the counter and leaned over me so our bodies locked. “You were made for me. You fit me like a glove. I want you always to remember that.” He leaned in and sucked on my shoulder as his hot gaze burned me. “I love you. I love your body. I love being inside this pussy. You. Are. Everything. My everything.”

My orgasm crept up and I let out a long moan as he continued to screw me ruthlessly.

“When I fuck you hard like this, I still love you. Understand?”

I nodded as another fast orgasm hit me, and I damn near lost my mind.

“Say it, Alice.”

“Fuck me, Rafe,” I moaned and saw a slow, satisfied smile cover his face. He continued his assault, his thrusts punishing in the most delicious way. He stilled as we kept our eyes locked and he spent himself inside me and bit the tender flesh of my neck. Rafe grabbed a towel off of the rack and wiped off and then leaned in and kissed me like we would never see each other again. I was at a total loss for words when he pulled away.

We’d totally just had porno sex.

“See you later, baby. I’ll let you decide if you want it soft or hard.”

I stood there in shock as he smacked my butt, my lips swollen from his kiss. He winked at me. “Tonight.”

Still in a stupor, but determined to have a lot more of what I’d just been given, it only took me seconds to throw on a long t-shirt. I raced after him through the living room and called after him as he passed through the door. “Hard! Rafe, I’ll take it hard! It’s yours!” I called out to him as I grabbed the door just before it clicked and screamed out into the hall, “MY PUSSY IS YOURS!” I heard Rafe’s laughter as he descended the stairs and passed my new neighbor, who had a leash in her hand and what looked like a mop with eyes that walked next to her. My eyes widened as she gave me a smirk and continued to her door. I shut mine, breathless as I ran my hands down my t-shirt with an embarrassed smile.

I walked into the classroom of pilots and was thrilled to see the new addition. It was a woman, mid-thirties, by the name of Edee. I’d originally overlooked her name and thought it Eddie and gave her a broad smile as I introduced myself. She gave me a confident wink with her greeting, and I couldn’t have been more thrilled.

Feel that estrogen, boys?

Filled with a new confidence and excitement of my love’s confession and possessive claim to my nether region, I got through class without so much as a defeated sigh. I’d called my mother on the way to work and was thrilled about her news of an upcoming date with Abe. The world seemed right again, but I guess that was love’s illusion. Everything good was magnified by the feel of it. I made my way out the door of the plant to find Rafe standing next to my Prius. He was dressed to the nines in dark jeans, a black dress shirt, and shiny, black boots. His hair was void of a cap and neatly combed, and his hands held at least three dozen white roses. He wore his signature smirk, but his eyes searched mine for approval.

God, I loved him.

I walked over with a wide smile and inhaled the bouquet in his hands. “White?”

Rafe towered over me as I looked up at him quizzically.

“The florist told me white meant new beginnings.” His eyes darted down to his feet briefly and then back to me. “I need the chance to make up your birthday to you.”

“Rafe,” I said with wide eyes, “it’s not a big deal.”

“It was. It is.”

I gathered the roses in my arms and held them to me. “They’re so beautiful.”

“You’re so beautiful,” he said as he lifted both the roses and me inside his Jeep.”

“Should we go to my place so I can change?” I