Chapter 32 SHE FREAKED OUT.
33.
~RAFAEL~
My head digs between her lush lap, her pussy is bare and slick, the bundle of nerves glistens against my lips, begging for my tongue.
I've never seen something as beautiful as Kimberly's body, right from those heart shaped lips, flushed face, thick hips and the small swell of her belly which complements the already intricate design of her body.
Even her boobs, I know they're large and more than a handful but I never expected the softness, she's so soft and almost delicate.
"Rafael." She whimpers in that soft voice that errods my body, setting me on a burning fire that makes me want to shred my clothes and fuck this woman until she can't take my dick anymore but first thing first, I need to please her first.
"Fuck, Kimberly." I muttered under my breath before latching my tongue on the soft flesh of her pussy.
She squirms immediately my tongue reaches her and pushes up against me, moaning.
"Oh my God." Kimberly sobs, her fingers tugging my hair, she's so fucking expressive and it's not doing anything better in calming my dick.
Relentlessly, I continue using my tongue, lips and teeth to assault her core until she clenches against.
"Rafael,wait...I..."
"Yes, come for me baby." I grunts, tweaking both her nipples in my fingers.
Sooner, she crashes around me and her body becomes a quivering mess.
Raising my head up, I drag her mouth closer to mine and give her a snogging kiss.
I start to rub on her again with my fingers, staring into her eyes keenly, I manage to push one finger in, erupting a whimper from her mouth.
"So fucking tight." I groan out, because she is, heck, how is she supposed to take me?
"Rafael, it..." She grabs my hands again as my finger works on her slick entrance, pushing it in and out.
After a few thrusts, I pull out of her and quickly shred the clothes off me.
Suddenly, my phone starts to ring beside Kimberly, I pause abruptly and as if reality just kicks in, She quickly scrambles off the bed and picks up her dress.
Fuck.
"What are you doing?" I bite out, trying not to sound annoyed.
"I should go." She mutters, hurriedly putting on her clothes.
I watch her throw on her top and take on the stairs.
"This must be a fucking joke." I curse and pick my phone and walk towards the balcony.
Not sparing her a glance even though, I feel her eyes behind me.
If Kimberly thinks it's okay to scurry off after that intimate moment we had, then she should run as much as she can.
Getting there, I let out a harsh breath, the crashing of the activity we had earlier crashing in me.
My phone starts ringing again, as expected, it's Rowan, that persistent son of a bitch.
Sighing, I swipe the green icon."Fuck you." I growl.
He ruined the fun for me, I've envisioned the time when I will have Kimberly to myself and I almost did until his call came in.
"What's up? Did I ruin your fun time?"
I scoff, slightly pissed that he still see through my shits even after all these years.
"Why did you call?" I ask, ready to cut the call already.
"Baxter lawyers called, they sent the official suit files."He reports.
Heat spreads across my chest, making it hard for me to breathe.
Fuck, I hate that he still have this much influence on me even after writing me off all these years.
"What do you think we should do?" I find myself asking, because I'm fucking exhausted, everything seems like a dead end right now.
I can't believe I'm about to fight my own brother in court because of some shitty company.
"They're calling in for a deposition tomorrow and I think we should go for it."
Rowan is right, I should go for the deposition, after all, it won't hold any water during the main court case but what if I can't handle the heat?
What if he brings out our past? Especially the horrible memories of me with Mom.
"Yeah, we should."
Rowan goes silent for a bit, this is such a hard topic for us and we both know it.
We've avoided it all these years, we've avoided talking things about Baxter because we're too scared to meet with him, we're scared of our emotions getting the better of ourselves.
"I'm joining the deposition tomorrow." He says in a final tone, giving me no room to stop him from doing so.
But a part of me is relieved that I don't have to do this alone, involving Kimberly in it will be a little bit dangerous, and she has a lot on her hands already.
Jimmy. School. The wedding party.
"Sure. Can you do something for me before tomorrow?"
"Shoot, what's that?"
I hesitate a little bit, feeling embarrassed that I can't gather the courage to do this myself.
"Tell Norman to delete my files."