Bow Down(189)

I didn’t know how these men survived it. Rafa even seemed to thrive in the constant danger. He had nearly died only a few days ago, and yet he was already up on his feet and acting like nothing had happened. He was running off headfirst into more danger, and that scared me so much.

Fortunately, I didn’t have too long to wait. I didn’t have to sit around and stew and let my own fears get the best of me. After maybe ten minutes or so, the boys came back, both of them grinning big.

“Well?”

They looked like triumphant athletes back from a big win.

“Went perfect,” Rafa said.

“So he’s going to back down?”

“Not at all,” Vince said, heading over to his desk. “He’s pretty pissed.”

“Isn’t that bad?”

“No,” Rafa said. “We want him to be mad. We want him off balance. He thinks he’s invincible, but we’ll show him he can bleed.”

“What he said.” Vince laughed.

“What are we going to do now?”

“Now, we’re going back to our room so I can get some lunch.”

I sighed. “I mean after that.”

“We wait and see.”

“Wait and see?”

Rafa nodded. “Right now, we need to see how Ernesto is going to react to this before we make another move.”

“Don’t worry,” Vince said. “Rafa knows what he’s doing.”

“Okay,” I said. “I trust you guys.”

“Come on.” Rafa opened the door. “Let’s go.”

I followed him back out into the hall and back toward our room. I caught up with him, walking close next to his shoulder.

“So what really happened?”

“He was unhappy, made some empty threats. But I think what the guy said on the tape is real.”

“That’s good then.”

“Could be. Depends on what Ernesto does with this info, and on what Arturo does.”

“If his guys are really stealing, won’t Arturo want to stop that?”

“Ernesto is part of the old guard. He and Arturo have had a long friendship. If Ernesto is really stealing, he’ll get his, but we have to prove it. Right now, we don’t have proof.”

“We need to get some.”

“Maybe. We’ll see.”

We reached the room and Rafa opened the door. We stepped inside and he shut it behind me.

Then he grabbed my wrist and pulled me against him.

“Rafa,” I said.

“I’ve been thinking about this since the second I woke up,” he said softly. “You think you don’t deserve a little punishment for what you did?”

“I don’t know,” I said. “I think sitting next to you for three days straight is punishment enough.”

He grinned and pressed me up against the door. “I don’t know about that.”

“I thought you wanted lunch.”

“I do.” He dropped to his knees and started to unbutton my shorts. “That’s what you’re for.”

“Rafa, be careful. You’re not done healing.”

“You think this is going to hurt me?” He laughed, tugging my shorts off. “This isn’t going to hurt me.” I gasped as his fingers found my pussy, and I was surprised by how wet I was already.

“Your stitches,” I managed to say as he tugged off my panties.

“They’re fine.”

“Shit.” I groaned as his mouth found my pussy, his tongue working my clit.

He wasn’t wasting a single second, and I had to admit that I liked it. He began to work me, rolling his tongue along my clit and sucking me, his hands feeling my full ass.

I had to admit that I was worried. Three days ago, Rafa was nearly dead. The doctors had had to totally repair a serious vein in his leg, and they said he was supposed to avoid any strenuous activity.

But I couldn’t stop him even if I wanted to. Rafa was holding my ass tightly as his tongue worked my pussy. I laced my fingers through his hair, and I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that this was what I wanted. I’d been dreaming about this moment when he finally could get out of that hospital bed and take me the way I wanted to be taken.

He moved his right hand back toward my pussy, and I spread my legs wider, leaning back against the door. My legs were tired, but he helped support me with his left hand as his right began to fuck me with his fingers. I moaned, tossing my head back as he worked me, his tongue sucking and licking my swollen clit while his fingers moved in and out of me.

I had almost forgotten the way he could make me feel. Just being around him set my heart beating fast and hard. But when he touched my body, I lost everything else. Any worry or desire was gone in the hot, hard, and wet motion.