Chapter 40. Things Heat Up (1)

Ainslee

Rafe is on top of me.

We are naked in my bed, and he has mounted me. I can feel him buried deep inside of me, and when I look into his blue eyes, all I see is love.

I run my hands along the hard muscles of his back, down to his tight ass. My fingernails sink in and I pull him tighter against me. Goddess, he feels so good. If I had known that sex could be so magical, I would’ve ravaged him the first moment I saw him.

“Ainslee?”

He is saying my name, but his mouth isn’t moving. I feel his hand brushing my hair away from my cheek, even though they are on my breasts, teasing my hardened nipples.

What’s going on?

“Ainslee?”

Fuck, I’m dreaming.

The image fades from my view, leaving me in total darkness as I roll over on my bed. I raise an arm to flop it over my head, trying to hide my eyes from the light seeping in from the open curtains, but when I bring my fist around, it collides with something marble hard a