Jadyn had put her phone on silent lest Daunte tried to text or call her with any empty apologies. She had never been to Rafael's place. It seemed hundreds of miles away as a hot wetness throbbed between her quivering thighs.
At one stop light unable to stand the masculine scent of him, the feel of his body heat, Jadyn ran her hand along Rafael's thigh. He shifted slightly in his seat at the contact but kept his tropical blue eyes on the road the corner of his sensual mouth curved upward in mischief. He encouraged her a little by moving his thigh to move her hand further upward.
Jadyn vibrated with excitement. Her hand brushed his crotch, teasingly causing the tiger shifter to practically purr. Slowly she rubbed his cock through his denim until she felt it swell. The heat of his sex burned through his pants warming Jadyn's eager palm. She leaned over nuzzling Rafael's neck, brushing her lips against his racing pulse.
He smelled of leather and spice. She wondered what his kiss would taste like. What his cock would taste like. The thought made her mouth water and pussy throb. Unable to control herself she licked his throat tasting the heat and salt of his olive flesh. Rafael shivered. He could smell her vanilla arousal again mixed with lavender. Her touch and smell were driving him crazy.
The light suddenly turned green. But Jadyn didn't move.
"If you don't stop I'll crash and kill us both," Rafael growled but his sensual lips were curled in a wicked grin. A car beeped rudely behind them. They were sitting there too long.
Jadyn shrugged her shoulders coquettishly then slid back into her seat but her hand remained on Rafael's thigh for the rest of the ride. She squeezed the muscle gently every few minutes and Rafael was reminded of the feeling of her fingers wrapped around his thick pulsating shaft.
Jadyn rubbed her thighs together to ease the powerful ache. But then they came to Rafael's apartment. It was a nice building with flower boxes filled with purple and white peonies. It seemed so ordinary next to Rafael who was so not.
Rafael suddenly lifted Jadyn into his strong arms taking her into the alley where she spotted a fire escape. "Hold on," he purred in her ear. In a flash they were off the ground. True to his cat-like nature, Rafael was agile and graceful jumping up the fire escape, careful not to wake his neighbors.
Jadyn gripped him tightly, her terror momentarily replacing her erotic need. She hated heights. They came to his floor and like a cat burglar they slipped in through his window. Jadyn sucked in air making a sharp gasping sound of relief.
"What the fuck was that?" she cried out. Rafael placed his hand on her mouth to stop her from screaming louder.
"Shhhhh," he grinned. "You'll wake Mrs. Norris. She's 85 you know and is a light sleeper."
"Sorry," Jadyn mumbled.
"And personally I don't think you would have waited in the elevator without trying to take my pants off," Rafael pressed his body against her and Jadyn could feel the swell of his maleness pulsating against her belly. Her belly tightened with desire.
"Personally," Rafael's voice grew husky and low filling the waitress with shivers. "I wouldn't have been able to wait either."
Jadyn felt the heat of his breath caress her cheek when he nuzzled her with his nose. The sex-musk was strong on him. She felt Rafael's body quiver at her touch when she reached under his shirt and raked her nails against his rippling stomach. He let out a ragged breath, his hand caressing her lower back. She felt the heat of his palm burning through her clothes. Heat raced up and down her spine as a tension grew in her abdomen.
"Rafael...," Jadyn trembled. His lips were dangerously close to hers and she wanted him to lean in and devour her mouth with his hungry kiss. Instead Rafael whispered seductively in her ear, "Strip for me."
Jadyn cocked an eyebrow still in a haze of the moment. Rafael pulled away, his lips curved into a naughty smirk. "Strip," he said crossing to the couch and sitting down, his arms spread atop the cushions watching her with animal eyes.
The corner of Jadyn's mouth curved slightly upward. Her jade eyes darkened with lust as she began to remove her apron which she forgot she still had on.
"Slowly," Rafael ordered softly. His gaze was mad with lust, molten with desire yet his body remained still. If she were sitting next to him Jadyn would have felt his body vibrating with intense heat.
Jadyn watched him as he watched her strip. Slowly, achingly, taunting she removed her shirt revealing the swell of her round bosom cradled in a simple white bra. She moved her body to the beat of music that only she could hear as she felt Rafael's dark blue eyes caress her with invisible lusting fingers.
Rafael caught sight of the scratches on her side and an anger gripped him. His knuckles paled with the strain to keep himself from finding that bastard Bartender Daunte and ripping him to shreds. To mark such an innocent to force her to want only him was a coward's act.
Yet Rafael wished he had thought of it to his shame. He had seen the way Jadyn had watched Daunte and the jaguar didn't need to scratch her when she clearly already wanted him.
She wriggled her hips pulling down her shorts. She paused slightly letting him observe her rose and heart tattooed on the curve of her hip. Rafael growled in pleasure at the sight. He loved girls with ink. It seemed so feminine yet one had to be tough to sit through it.
Jadyn turned around, her back to the shifter as she pulled off her cotton white underwear. She gave Rafael a full view of her round peach ass. Rafael licked his lips thinking about taking a bite out of that nice romp. Playfully Jadyn tossed her underwear to him. It landed in his spread lap. He took the gift in his hand, feeling the moist heat of it, smelling her musk.
Watching her with the eyes of a predator, Rafael placed the wet fabric in his mouth, running his tongue over the slit. Hot vanilla. He sucked the juices out of the underwear as his cock began to throb. His shaft was so hard he thought it would rip through the seams. It pressed against his zipper and he felt the pain of it.
"Get on the bed," Rafael ordered tossing the underwear away, his voice a rough growl that made Jadyn's pussy clench. He motioned towards the door past the small kitchen. With smoldering green eyes Jadyn obeyed. Her whole body felt wired like electricity. Her skin tingled with sensation.
Rafael's bedroom was simple as well. She noticed his closet full of leather jackets and a few nice shirts with 2 suits and a few ties of different colors. A classic guitar was carefully placed in the corner under a poster of Queen. His bed was just a king sized mattress with pillows propped against the window. The neon glow of the streetlight was ghostly on the dark sheets.
Jadyn felt the heat of Rafael's body causing her nipples to harden. His chin could have rested on her head like a table. "Lie on your stomach," he whispered, his voice was like dark chocolate and full of authority.
