Packing Heat(55)

“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.

Rafa took me. That was the only way to describe it. He took me and made me his, completely and absolutely. No matter what I did or said, I was going to be his and he was going to get what he wanted from me, and that set my heart pounding in my chest.

I wriggled my ass, squeezing his hair as he worked me. He was like a man dying of thirst, finally finding a drink of water. He lapped me up like I was iced tea, and I could barely contain myself.

I gently pulled myself away from him. He looked up at me as I pushed him back slightly. He grinned and slowly moved onto his back, letting my straddle his waist. I pulled off my shirt and tossed my bra aside as he began to feel my breasts, teasing my nipples.

“This is what I needed,” he said, “your fucking perfect body on top of mine.”

“You need rest.”

“Not now I don’t.” He slapped my ass and I giggled. “I need to come deep inside this tight little pussy.”

I smiled as I slid down him and unbuckled his pants, kneeling over him. I slid his pants off and then his briefs, being careful of the stitches along his leg.

He watched me as I took his cock in my mouth and slowly sucked his length, my hands on either side of his hips. He groaned as I began to suck him faster, my tongue rolling along his tip. I sucked him hard, loving his taste, losing myself in his groans.