I’ve paced and gone over this a hundred times while waiting for him, and despite all the reasons this is a terrible idea, I can’t help thinking if we ignore this attraction, we will be missing out on something potentially amazing.

I need something amazing in my life. Yes, my job is incredible. But I need something for me. Someone to come home to, someone to love. And something about Rafe tells me this has potential.

There’s no way I’m going to lose that. We’ll deal with the fall out later.

The doorbell rings, and I have him inside and pressed against the door in two point five seconds flat.

What’s the point in waiting?

We both know what we want. If he was having second thoughts, he would never have come tonight.

My mouth finds his while fervent hands work at his belt buckle.

He chuckles against my lips and weaves his hands into my hair to tug my head back. “Eager, are we?”

“Why wait?”

A grin that says take me spreads across his lips. “Good point.” He tugs me back to him and presses his lips to mine in a searing kiss. His hands move to the zipper at the back of my dress and slide it down while I finish with his belt.

He reaches down to tug it off, but I pull it from his hand and wrap it around my wrist.

“We’re going to need this.”

His eyebrow raises, and it looks like he’s about to ask me a question when I smash my mouth back to his. Tongues tangle. Hands grope, and we haven’t even left the foyer yet.

My fingers move to his pants, and I work the zipper down, exposing his boxers and the raging hard-on encased in them. I brush my hand down the exposed part of his cock, and he shudders.

“We going to do this right here?” His words are breathless, and his racing heart under my palm assures me we are on the same page.

Thank God, because if he came here just to kiss me like this and leave, there wouldn’t be enough batteries in the world to take care of my needs.

I chuckle against his lips. “I do have a giant bed.”

He growls and grabs my hips, urging me to jump up and wrap myself around his waist. His hands dig into my ass as he steps away from the door. “Just give me directions, I’ll get us there.”

I have no doubt he can get me there. Just kissing him and having his hands on me has ramped me up so tight, it feels like I may explode at the first touch of his cock. I shift until the head of his cock brushes against my aching clit with every movement.

Rafe works his way toward the hallway. His lips leave a hot trail along my neck. “Where’s the bedroom?”

“Third door on the right.”

Although, I would have been fine with doing it right there against the door, or the wall, or on the floor, or the couch. It doesn’t matter to me at this point. Nothing does but getting him naked and in me.

His hands grip my thighs as he walks us down toward the bedroom. Every movement sends the head of his cock brushing against my clit and shoots zings of pleasure through my core.

By the time he drops me on the bed, I’m practically panting and the lust burning in his dark eyes singes me everywhere he looks. Those eyes roam over me. “You have on way too many clothes.”

I glance down at the dress bunched up around my waist and then at him in his pants and button down shirt. “I could say the same for you.”

Quick fingers move down the buttons of his shirt, and he shrugs it back and off his arms, exposing his chiseled chest and abs. A light dusting of dark hair covers his pecs and trails down to the top of his boxers.

Watching his muscles bunch and flex while he undresses might as well be porn.

I shift on the bed, working my way out of my dress as he shoves down his pants and boxers.

His large, hard cock stands at attention between thick, muscular thighs.

Holy shit.

I clench my legs together against the throb there and beckon him to me with a curled finger.

The only thing separating us is the thin silk of my thong. He leans over me, and the heat radiating from his body warms me in the cool room.

Instead of lowering himself on top of me, he grabs my ankles and tugs me to the edge of the bed. Even though I want him inside me, the look in his eyes promises I won’t be disappointed with what he has to offer orally.

He licks his lips and drops to his knees. His fingers slip under my thong and he tugs it down my legs and tosses it over his shoulder.

A groan fills the room, and his hot breath fans across my overly-sensitive flesh. His tongue snakes out and the tip flicks my clit, sending a rush through my body.

“Holy hell.”

This is going to be good.