As You Desire (7 page)

Lona swallowed hard, trying not to picture his hands pressed to her heart as his magic energy flowed through her body. She closed her eyes, effectively blocking out the sun but not the memory of Rafi calling her name in the dark the last time she’d had a nightmare. She’d pretended to be asleep so he wouldn’t have to stay any longer than necessary. His fingers had barely grazed her skin as he’d pulled up the sheet to cover her, yet she couldn’t forget how much she’d
wanted
him to touch her. She’d been embarrassed to realise she’d hoped he would lie in the bed beside her.

Had he known what she desired when he’d brought the chair?
Lona got up and walked to the edge of the porch, unconsciously searching for Rafi as she looked down the beach. Soon, she’d see him running back towards her as he finished his daily jog before dinner. Her stomach twisted into a weird knot as she envisioned what would soon be the reality of Rafi breathing hard, sweaty, his eyes full of light as he bounded up the stairs towards her.
She blinked and found that he was within sight, a little farther down the beach. Her heart began to pound as he lifted his hand to wave, never missing a jogging step in the sand. Lona watched him approach, wishing she could look away, but her eyes drank in the sight of him as he came up the stairs.
He looked amazing with the wind riffling through his over-long, wavy brown hair, with his sweaty, white T-shirt clinging to his muscled arms and tight abdomen.
“Whew! It’s warm tonight. That jog was tough.”
He smiled at her as he stripped out of his damp shirt.
Lona nodded, willing her eyes to stay on his face as he stretched his arms overhead. “It is warm.”
And you are so hot.
“Here.”
She handed him the bottled water and tried not to stare as he twisted off the cap and proceeded to drink. Her gaze dropped from his face to the smattering of hair across his pecs. Rafi continued to chug down water as her eyes flitted down to the black running shorts he was wearing. The spandex nylon fabric hugged his powerful thighs, sinfully tight ass and the impressive outline of his cock.
“Do I smell something cooking?”
Lona cleared her throat and wondered if he’d seen her ogling his body. “I made a ham and cheese quiche for dinner.”
“You did?”
Rafi turned towards the patio door and beads of sweat rolled down his tapered back.
“I did. It’s not fair for you to cook every night.”
“I don’t mind.” Rafi finished the bottle of water. “It’s a welcome change from my normal routine.”
There was the pang of guilt again. She knew she was cramping his style, living with him like this.
“Would you like to take a swim with me before we eat? Sometimes a dip in the ocean is the only thing that cools me off.”
Lona was sure she could see flames leaping off his tanned skin.
“Hmm… I haven’t been swimming in a while.” Lona glanced at the waves rolling in to shore. “And I don’t know if I’m ready to take on the ocean.”
Rafi grinned. “Would a swimming pool be more to your liking?”
“It would be…too bad there isn’t one here.”
“Have you forgotten what I am?” Rafi asked with a look of utter disbelief.
Lona shrugged. “So, are you going to poof a swimming pool right here on your deck?”
Rafi gave her a mischievous grin.
“How warm do you want the water?”
His coffee-coloured eyes never left her face as he waited for her answer.
“Eighty degrees?”
“Cool. Step back, please. And just for the record…I
zap,
not poof.”
Lona moved to the stairs and watched Rafi lift one hand. A blast of brilliant blue light flashed before her as she shielded her eyes.
“Your pool awaits, Milady.”

She dropped her hands from her face and gasped. The deck had been a nice size, but now it was huge. Glass mosaic tiles lined the rim of the oval pool and glimmered in iridescent shades of blue at the bottom, reflecting the lights all around. Gorgeous green plants encircled the entire area, making it look more like a tropical getaway.

“Wow!” She tore her eyes away from the water to shake her head in disbelief at Rafi. “Look at this. It’s amazing!”
Rafi smiled. “Test the water.”
Lona walked forward, holding on to the shiny railing leading down a few steps into the pool, and stuck her foot in. The water was warm and welcoming.
“It feels divine.”
She took another step down into the pool, longing to feel the balmy water all over her body. All of her reservations about swimming melted away.
“This is definitely my idea of the perfect swim. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
You’re incredible.
She bit her tongue to keep her gushy compliment to herself. He
was
a genie—no doubt this kind of stuff was everyday stock for him and the women he entertained.
“Do you need to change?”
Rafi winked at her as another flash of blue blinded her for a second. She blinked and found him clad in a pair of blue swimming trunks. The sleek material lovingly clung to his narrow hips. She shifted her attention from the tempting bulge front and centre in his swimming shorts to see Rafi gesturing towards her purple sundress with a lazy smile.
“What about you?”
Lona bent down, lifted her purple sundress up her body and pulled it over her head. She tossed it on the deck’s surface before turning to Rafi. “Let’s swim.”
He ran his gaze over her body for the briefest of moments and Lona wondered how she looked to him in her pink, polka-dot tankini. The shimmering fabric clung to her breasts and dipped a little to show off her cleavage. She liked the way the polka-dots drew attention away from her rounded stomach down to her solid pink bikini bottoms.
Rafi’s eyes seemed darker as he looked at her.
“Last one in is a rotten dragon egg.”
Lona giggled. “I’m already
in
the water.”
Rafi shook his head as he rounded the side of the pool. “Doesn’t count… I mean
all
the way in.”
“Ok—”
Water splattered all over her as Rafi disappeared into the deep end with a big splash as a result of his wild cannonball.
Lona wagged her finger at Rafi as she waded out towards him. “That was so unfair.”
Rafi shrugged, treading water as he chuckled. “Don’t be a sore loser, Lona.”
She rolled her eyes at him before dipping below the surface of the blissfully warm water. When she broke the surface, Rafi was right in front of her, sporting his heart-melting smile. On impulse, she splashed him, giggling at the look of surprise on his face.
“Hey!”
He caught her by the wrist, dragging her even closer to him. Her feet were firmly planted on the pool’s bottom, but she felt like she was floating on a cloud as Rafi stared down at her with that mesmerising twinkle in his eyes.
Damn these crazy hormones!
Yes, hormones were the reason for her racing pulse and the flutter in her chest. The hormones were to blame for the overwhelming desire rising within her to taste his kiss.
“I should apologise for not explaining the rules to the getting-into-the-pool game.”
Lona swayed with the flow of the water as she nodded her head. “Yes, you should.”
“Will you forgive me?”
Will you kiss me?
Heat suffused her body, heat that had nothing to do with the pool temperature.
Thank goodness he can’t read my mind.

Her gaze fell to his mouth and she unconsciously ran the tip of her tongue along her bottom lip.
Was it so wrong to desire a kiss so much her heart cried out for it?
“Lona…”
She blinked, embarrassed and flustered by her thoughts as she lifted her eyes from Rafi’s mouth to his eyes.
“What were you thinking about just now?”
“Kissing you.”
Lona inhaled sharply.
Out loud
.
She’d answered his question
out loud
.
“Rafi, I’m sor—”
“Don’t say that. Don’t be sorry for wanting something as badly as I do.”

Rafi refused to think about the repercussions of his actions as he bent his head and kissed Lona. Her lips were softer and sweeter than he had imagined and he had to remind himself to go slow. The growing desire to touch her had been driving him crazy all week. His cock hardened in an instant as she surrendered to his kiss, welcoming his tongue with her own as he tasted her for the first time.

She wrapped her arms around his neck as he placed his hands on her waist. He wanted to crush her body against his, but…
But then she’d feel your raging hard-on.
Right. She’d agreed to a kiss—only a kiss. He groaned as she pulled away. One kiss wasn’t nearly enough.
Damn!
He wanted her so badly. Spending so much time with her had wreaked havoc on the walls he kept in place specifically to avoid the longing and the feelings he was experiencing right now. She pulled every protective instinct out of him. Her sweet spirit made him want to shield her from all the pain in her life, and even though he knew he couldn’t, he wanted to
try
.

Rafi looked down at Lona, wondering if she had any idea how the shade of pink of her swimsuit set off her lovely eyes. The sound of the water lapping around them seemed loud as he waited for her to make the next move…or to say
something
.

Her husky question made his cock tighten almost painfully in the snug swimming shorts.
“For days.”
No need to tell her what else he’d dreamt about doing to her.
“Kiss me again.”
Her voice was a soft whisper filled with need and Rafi obliged her, taking her lips in a hungry kiss. She melted in his arms and he struggled to hold her back as she continued to press her body closer to his. There was no way she wouldn’t feel his stiff cock against her stomach.
Lona froze, wrenching her lips from his.
“You’re so hard.”
Her breath fanned his cheek as she played with the hair at the nape of his neck.
“Lona…”
She pulled back to stare at him. “You want me?”
Rafi looked down at her in surprise. “How could I not?”
The doubt in her eyes made him want to
show
her just how much he wanted her.
Lona averted her gaze as she shook her head. “I’m a wreck.”
“Not to me.”
Rafi squeezed her waist as she turned her face back to his. He was captivated by the way the waning sunlight danced over the honey highlights in her hair.
“I’m homeless.”
“
Mi casa es su casa
.”
Rafi grinned as Lona smiled, tension fading from her face for a moment.
“I’m pregnant with another man—a
crazy
man’s child.”
“I know.” He touched her cheek. “That doesn’t change my wanting you.”
“Why
do
you…want me?”
Her hands stilled in his hair as she waited for his reply.
Rafi shook his head. “From the moment I laid eyes on you, I thought you were beautiful. I admire how you’ve dealt with everything you’ve been through. You’ve kept it together when I know you’ve gotta be scared as hell.”
Tears glistened in her eyes as he continued.
“More than anything, I want to show you how it feels to be with someone who truly respects and desires you.”
“Something about you draws me in, Rafi. Despite everything going on in my world, I can’t stop—”
A seagull cried somewhere in the distance as the sun all but disappeared into the ocean.
“Can’t stop what?”
Lona sighed. “Imagining what it would be like to be with you.”
Rafi’s blood was rushing faster than the waves washing ashore.
She wants me, too.
“Is that what you want?”
“Yes.”
One word. One word changed everything.
Rafi moved his hands from her waist, locking them under her bottom as he lifted her. He kissed the side of her neck as she wrapped her legs around his waist, and he walked them over to the edge of the pool. Wet, tawny strands of Lona’s hair fell along the blue tiles around the rim of the pool and floated in the water as she leant back against the side.
“Aren’t we going to get out?” Lona asked, sounding breathless.
Rafi shook his head as he cupped one of her breasts. “Not yet.” He toyed with one erect nipple as she moaned. “You have the most beautiful breasts, Lona.”
“You haven’t seen them.”
“I did.”
“Oh, right, in the bathroom. I’d forgotten about that moment.”
Rafi loved the way she blushed as she smiled at him.
“I haven’t. I’ve imagined seeing you naked in my arms a thousand times.”
Lona gripped the edge of the pool with both hands, her body buoyant in the water.
The feel of her sex so close to his cock was sweet torture.
“I want you to see, Rafi.”
His name on her lips was pure heaven as he pulled aside the fabric of her tankini to reveal luscious, full breasts with dark rose tips. He flicked his thumb back and forth over the taut peaks as she closed her eyes.
“Lona, I have something to tell you.”
He played with both breasts, tracing the outline of her areolae as she sucked in a breath.
“W—what?”
“These”—he rubbed the palms of his hands over her taut nipples—“are pure perfection.”
Lona shuddered with a moan as she arched her back.
Rafi brought his hand to her face and she opened her eyes to look at him. The molten heat burning in the amber depths of her gaze pleased him. She was just as affected by his touch as he was by hers.
“And so are your lips.”
He ran his index finger over her bottom lip. His cock pulsed with need as Lona opened her mouth and sucked on it. She swirled her tongue around his finger before drawing it out from between her lips with a saucy grin.
“You haven’t touched the rest of me yet.”
A problem he was going to solve
now.
It was time to get out of the pool.

Lona licked her lips, loving the tingle running along her mouth from Rafi’s kiss. A million doubts rushed through her head as he stared at her, but she pushed them back. She wanted this moment with Rafi—needed it to help her remember how special making love could be with the right partner.

She nodded as Rafi’s gaze fell to her dishevelled tankini top. Her heart pounded in her ears as she wrapped her arms around him again.
“Close your eyes.”
Lona complied, just as the blue light surrounded them. She blinked and found both of them naked and wrapped in big, fluffy towels. Her skin actually smelt like Rafi’s soap, as though they’d showered in the span of a second within the shimmering light of his magic. She looked around to see that they were in Rafi’s bedroom. Her gaze moved to the king-sized bed and her pulse quickened.
“Let me dry your hair.”
Lona nodded, shivering as he tucked his own towel around his waist and grabbed another off the bed.
“Are you cold?”
He moved behind her, running the towel over the long strands of hair falling down her exposed back. “No. I’m never cold around you, Rafi. My body craves your warmth.”
For some reason, she felt comfortable telling him exactly what was on her mind.
She turned towards him, revelling in the longing reflected in the depths of his eyes. It had been a long time since a man had looked at her with real tenderness…with
reverence
.
Rafi scooped her up into his arms and Lona gasped with delight. She loved his strength and his gentleness. He placed her on the foot of the bed and Lona scooted back until she was lying against the pillows.
The air in the room felt electrified as he watched her.
“Let me see you.”
His voice was hoarse and her hands trembled as she unwrapped her towel, revealing her bare curves beneath. The slick heat between her thighs demanded attention and Lona wanted it from only one man.
“Touch me, Rafi.”
She exhaled as he moved up on the bed and climbed between her legs, forcing her to widen them. Her desire was fully evident to him as he placed a featherlight kiss on her hip. He brushed the inside of her thigh with his fingers and Lona moaned as he cupped her sex with his palm.
“I love how wet you are for me already.”
Lona couldn’t respond as he slid his thumb up and down her wet pussy but never penetrated the sensitive lips. She lifted her hips in silent invitation, offering more to him—
wanting
more from him.
Rafi brought his thumb to his mouth and slowly licked the glistening wetness.
“You taste like the finest nectar.”
He slipped his other hand between her legs as he offered his thumb to her. Lona opened her mouth and sucked on his thumb as he stroked her wetness.
“I want to taste more of you.” He took his thumb out of her mouth, shifting his body even lower between her legs. “Would you like that, Lona?”
Lona closed her eyes for a second as he bent his head to kiss her inner thigh. “Oh, yes, I want you to taste me.”
She cried out as his hot mouth covered her drenched pussy lips. His groan of delight sent sweet vibrations through her core, bringing her hips off the bed. He anchored her with both hands, sliding them under her thighs as he drank from her. Lona stuck her hands in his hair, enjoying every erotic sensation as Rafi teased her with his talented mouth. She pulled on the strands of hair wound around her fingers as he flicked and encircled her clit in a rhythm her body responded to. It had been so long since she’d felt like this—ready to come at any moment, sexy and wanted by her lover.
“So sweet,” Rafi murmured before penetrating her with his tongue.
“Rafi!”
She tried to move, but he held her fast, alternating between delving his hot tongue into her core and licking, flicking her clit. The feel of his warm mouth on her flesh threatened to break her apart with pleasure as she melted under him. The waves of ecstasy lapped over her as she panted and gripped the blanket beneath her. She lost sight of his dark head between her legs as she closed her eyes and bucked her hips in tandem with his feasting.
Rafi groaned again, his deep voice seeming to ricochet through her as she climaxed on his lips with a low scream. Her body went boneless, ruled only by the uncontrollable shudders of bliss racking her body, and Rafi tasted each one until they were done. With one final kiss, he shifted his position to lie beside her.
“Your mouth…dear God, Rafi,” Lona said when she could finally speak.
Rafi chuckled. “My mouth is—”
“Divine.”
“I’m kinda crazy about your mouth, too, you know.”
Lona turned on her side to face him. He truly was gorgeous. She loved his wavy hair and the way his broad shoulders looked against the white pillows. He had the most amazing pecs and ab muscles and…and the most incredible hard-on she’d ever seen. She got up onto her knees, staring at the jutting length and width of his cock.
“Wow.”
“You know what, Lona? You know how to make a guy feel—”
He inhaled sharply as she wrapped her hand around his cock. She stroked upwards to rub her palm around the fat head.
“I want to taste
you
now.” She traced her finger around the ridged crown, heating up all over again at the searing intensity of his stare. “Would you like that, Rafi?”
“Only if I still get to taste you.”
His voice was deeper and his cock seemed to jump in her hand.
Lona’s eyes widened as she got the mental picture of what he was suggesting. A position she’d never tried before. “That’s not fair.”
Her pulse quickened at the sight of his devilish smile. She watched him grab a pillow and shift his big body down the bed. He shoved the pillow beneath his head and beckoned to her with his finger.
“Come here.”
A rush of nervousness and excitement spiked her already rapidly beating heart. She was about to embark on her first
soixante-neuf.
“Come on, Lona.”
She crawled to him, looking down at his face, and on impulse she kissed him. Their lips meshed despite his inverted position. Lona tasted herself on his mouth as she pulled away.
“Climb over me.”
She opened her legs, crawled over his body until his thick cock was inches below her face.
“Lower—I need you a little lower.”
Lona widened her stance a little more and moaned as Rafi’s lips connected with her wet flesh. Wanting to return the favour, she bent her head and kissed the head of his cock. His rough groan of pleasure excited her as she flicked the tip of her tongue around the engorged crown before taking him into her mouth. A strangled cry erupted from her throat as Rafi’s warm tongue laved her hypersensitive clit. She opened her mouth to receive him as she lowered her head, savouring the silky, hard feel of his cock between her lips.
Lona encircled him with her lips, taking in more of his length while trying not to shudder with delight as he continued his own sensual assault on her. The wild sounds of their passion filled her ears as her hair fell on both sides of Rafi’s stomach.
I can’t handle this.
Giving and receiving pleasure at the same time was so much more intense. Lona moaned as Rafi penetrated her with his tongue, half-choking on his cock. Her hips moved of their own volition as she struggled to keep up her pace of tortuous teasing. She wanted to cry out, but there was no time and no air with his shaft between her lips. The faster she worked him in and out of her mouth, the faster he licked, kissed and sucked on her pussy.