said, you inspire us.” He sat next to her, leaning in to kiss her temple. “Let’s eat.”
* * * *
Rafe had no idea where Raine put all the food she ate in that tiny body of hers. She’d shown her delight for their dinner unlike any woman he’d ever known. He’d thoroughly enjoy cooking for her for the next fifty years. Even after a generous plateful of spaghetti with marinara, she’d savored every bite of the cheesecake with fresh raspberry sauce. With her second glass of wine in hand, she watched as he, Matty, and Vince put away the leftovers and readied the dishwasher.
“You know, I could get used to gourmet meals like this. I’ll help with cleanup next time.” She tipped up her glass, revealing the long, delicate line of her neck.
Next time. He shared a quick grin with his helpers. They’d obviously caught her words as well. “Sounds like the perfect arrangement. Maybe we can cook together sometime.”
Her pretty mouth curved upward. “I prefer to cook with you guys upstairs.”
His cock had been half hard during their meal, watching her eat. Now, it swelled against his zipper. “Tomorrow’s Saturday. You aren’t going to kick us out of your bed again tonight, are you?”
Hands on his hips, Matty turned to face her, clearly ready to challenge her if she said yes. “She can try.”
She shook her head and laughed, her ponytail swaying back and forth past her shoulders. “Only if you snore. I’m a light sleeper.”
Vince closed the dishwasher, pressing the button to start the wash cycle. “Looks like we’re staying. And fair warning, Raine. We may never leave.”
Studying her face, Rafe waited for any indication of hesitation. Her smile widened. Her eyes brightened. Then she crooked a finger at them as she walked backward out of the kitchen. Hell, he’d follow her anywhere. Matt and Vince evidently shared that sentiment.
She led them to the stairs, giggling as she hurried up them and into her bedroom. At the bed, she dropped to her knees and pulled out her box. “Okay, guys, close your eyes and pick a toy from my stash. Then tell me if you want me to demonstrate how it works on you or if you want to try it out on me.”
Foreplay. Rafe took another step toward her. “I want to go first.”
She gave him a nod and set the box of goodies on the comforter. “No peeking.”
He closed his eyes. A small hand grasped his, guiding him closer. His fingers bumped the edge of the container. He reached in, grabbed a toy, and opened his eyes. A dildo with several elastic straps dangled from his grip.
“My strap-on.” Her wicked grin sent a quiver of anticipation to his nuts. “I haven’t had the pleasure of using this particular plaything yet. I think it might be a bit awkward for you to use on me.” She stripped off her shorts and panties before sliding her legs through the straps. Her top and bra landed on the pile. “Take off your clothes and bend over while I get the lube.”
Her bossiness made his balls tighten. Did she like being in charge? He sure as hell didn’t have a problem with it. Pulling his shirt over his head, he fought the urge to toss her on the bed and bury himself inside her. His lovers had fucked his ass more times than he could remember, but no woman had ever given him that pleasure.
Shorts around his ankles, he kicked them aside and leaned over the edge of the mattress. A warm palm smoothed up his thigh and closer to what he hoped was her destination. A glance to the side gave him a view of Matt’s bare chest.
Raine’s feminine chuckle made his cock jump. “A man who knows how to take the initiative. I like that. The rest of your clothes can go too, Matty. You’re up next.”
“I’m already up, sweetheart. Ready and waiting.”
A cool, slippery finger slicked down the crease between Rafe’s butt cheeks, stopping to swirl around his anxious hole and dip inside. He closed his eyes to savor the sensation. “That feels so good, Raine. I love when you touch