Secrets We Keep (Ruthless Sinners MC 3) - Page 83

“Why would something be wrong?”

“I don’t know. You’re just awfully quiet.” I started removing my jewelry as I said, “I figured after you heard the guys talking, you might be having doubts about moving in together?”

“Why would I be having doubts?”

“All the bad habits. It’s a lot to contend with.”

“Are you kidding? I’ll take you and all your bad habits any day of the week.” Before giving me a chance to say anything more, he grabbed me and pulled me into his arms for a long, passionate kiss. When he finally released my mouth, he looked down at me and said, “I have no doubts about living with you. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life waking up to your beautiful face. The question is...Are you still up for it?”

“Oh, yeah.” I loved Rafe, heart and soul, and I wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with him. “I’m definitely up for it.”

Rafe’s eyes locked on mine as he whispered, “That’s my girl.”

His mouth crashed down on mine once again, and my earlier doubts were all but forgotten. A needful moan vibrated through my chest as his tongue raked against my bottom lip. I met his mouth in a deep, searing kiss. His hand moved to the nape of my neck, tangling in my hair as he pulled me closer. His hands begin to roam, exploring my curves in a way that had me clenching my thighs together. A spark of mischief flashed through his eyes as he announced, “You know, I think I’m gonna like this whole living together thing.”

“And why is that?”

“Now, I can have you any time I want.”

When my blouse fell to the floor, I immediately reached for the hem of his shirt. As I slowly inched it from his waistband, I told him, “You have too many clothes on.”

“I’m working on it.”

He quickly pulled the shirt over his head, and my eyes immediately drifted down to his bare chest. I was still admiring his rippled abdomen when his hands dropped to my waist, and he pulled me in for another kiss. I could feel the heat of his body pressing against my bare skin as he delved deeper into my mouth. His deft fingers made their way up my back to my bra. Once he’d released the clasp, he slipped it down my arms, and his gaze fixated on my breasts. I could feel the scorching heat of his stare on my flesh as he muttered, “Damn, you’re so fucking incredible.”

Before I could respond, he took me in his arms once again, our bodies molding into one. As soon as his lips touched mine, I could feel the need building inside me, spreading through my entire body like a wildfire. His mouth never left mine as he lowered his hands down to my ass and hoisted me up with his strong, masculine hands. He carried me over to the bed and tossed me down on the mattress, watching with lust-filled eyes as my hands quickly dropped to the button of my jeans. I quickly shimmied them down my legs, then kicked them off onto the floor. “Your turn.”

He didn’t respond. Instead, he simply unfastened his belt, then dropped to the button of his jeans. I watched with eager anticipation as he lowered the denim fabric down his muscular thighs. Once they’d pooled at his feet, he stepped out of them and over to the bed. Hunger flashed through his eyes as he climbed on top of me, hovering for a moment before lowering his mouth to mine. I could feel his hard length pressing against me as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He rocked against me, and every nerve in my body came to life. My back arched off the bed as I groaned out with pleasure. I slipped my hand between us, gliding my hand over his length with just enough pressure to drive him wild. His eyes darkened with need as he growled, “Better watch yourself.”


Feeling brazen, I eased my fingers under the elastic band of his briefs and took him in my hand. He felt hot and thick as I tightened my grasp and continued to stroke him. “Fuck, Marlowe. You’re killing me.”

I could feel his hand creeping down to my abdomen and into my panties. A light hiss slipped through my teeth as his calloused fingers trailed down between my legs and delved inside. He let out a tortured breath as he muttered, “So fucking wet.”

He continued to tease me as I gripped him harder, stroked him faster, and it wasn’t long before we were both in a full-blown frenzy. Rafe was like a drug—one touch and I was hooked and eager for my next hit. He’d found the spot that made my entire body tense, and a wave of ecstasy came crashing down on me as my orgasm took hold. I gasped with disappointment when he removed his hand, but the feeling quickly vanished when he knelt in front of me and slipped his fingers into the waistband of my panties. He quickly glided them down my legs, and a spark flashed through his eyes as he looked down at my naked body.

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