Chapter 47. Over the Top (4)

Rafael

Waiting was killing him. Ever since he saw her in that tight-fitting blue dress, he wanted to ride her hard. And fast. He wanted to make her scream his name.

Escorting her back to the new car he bought for her, all he could think of was the agonizing ride back to their flat.

His cock was literally throbbing and he could feel his cum moistening the tip. The estimated time back to their place was 30 minutes. Puta!

“Are you okay, Raf?” His angel glanced at him, a frown in her eyes.

“Yes,” he almost snarled at her. He was mostly quiet upon leaving the restaurant.

“I had a wonderful night. Thank you.” She pecked his cheek. He groaned.

“What’s wrong? Tell me,” she demanded.

“Nothing,” his dick jumped from her soft touch to his thigh. Dios mio!

“Yes, there is.” She pouted, moving her hand, and gasped at the hardness she felt underneath.

“That’s the problem.” He buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her deliciou