Layers(64)

“You really don’t want to know.” I titter.

“Now, Hayley.”

“Just thought, Rafael, christening … is this going to be a threesome?” Wow, holy hell. In a fraction of a second his entire posture changes, becoming ominous.

“Don’t ever say or insinuate something like that again. Ever.” His look could kill.

Oh no, lesson learned, no joking with Mr. Hyde with this sort of thing. Guess he’s not into sharing. I nod, pressing my lips tight, controlling a strong urge to laugh. Talk about overreacting …

“Hey boss.” A shirtless, tanned twenty-something hottie slaps Daniel’s back.

That’s Rafael? Mmm …

“Rafa,” Daniel slaps him back in a friendly way.

“Flight okay?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, everything’s settled,” Rafael says.

“Great, thanks. This is my Hayley.” Daniel gestures my way with a proud grin.

My Hayley …

“Hello Hayley,” Rafael addresses me with a thick Spanish accent; he shakes my hand then sends Daniel a reputable wink. Hey, I’m right here.

“Will you join us surfing? We’ll all be at the south beach in an hour.”

Us?

“Not this time. I’m going surfing with Hayley.”

“Oh, she also surfs?”

Also? What else do I do that he knows about? Rafael runs his eyes over me, taking his time to scrutinize me appreciatively as though I were some kind of worthy merchandise at an auction. I fidget uncomfortably under his unsettling lingering gaze.

“Yes.” Daniel’s abrupt, intolerant voice forces Rafael to stop immediately and turn to look at him. “Yes. She is insanely beautiful. And she surfs,” Daniel concludes.

Insanely beautiful? Don’t hold back, D, keep going. I can just imagine the smirk stretching across my face.

“Now stop eye-f*cking my girl, please.”

What! I fidget again, with gratitude for my protective, “well-mannered” boyfriend this time.

Rafael chuckles, utterly embarrassed, scratching his forehead awkwardly, his eyes wandering from Daniel to some other point in the room.

“My mom will come tomorrow, say around twelve?” He quickly changes the subject. Rafael’s mom’s is coming? What the hell?

“Twelve will be fine,” Daniel confirms, moving his arm possessively around my waist.

“Later, boss.”

“Later,” Daniel says dryly.

“Hayley.” Rafael nods, barely glimpsing my way this time. Wonder why.

“Hey you,” Daniel says in a feathery tone, pulling me closer as soon as Rafael leaves, allowing an almost invisible gap between us. His breath is so near, air kissing my face; I inhale deeply, closing my eyes, wallowing on the nourishing sensation of him. Opening my eyes I meet his shiny hazel eyes staring at me from his slightly inclined face. Our eyes instantly latch in an absorbed connection.

Lacing his fingers in my hair, he shifts it back behind my shoulder, granting his mouth easy access to the tender area below my ear, making my skin prickle and my heart to distinctly thud. He swiftly lifts me by my thighs, and in one step I am with my back against the panoramic windows, against the view of the hypnotic ocean. His mouth is engaged in savoring the nape of my neck as he pins his pelvis to mine, his firmness causing an intense tightening in my groin. As a reaction I wrap my legs around him, letting him inch closer into me. My eyes are closed and my head tilted backward as I indulge in his incredible touch.

“Look at me Hayley. I want to see you,” he demands in a husky, low voice. I raise my head to look at him, finding his eyes burning into mine with wild, raw desire.

“Hug me tight,” he says throatily.

I obediently comply. I would do literally anything he asked of me right now. Securing me firmly in his embrace, he walks away from the living room till we reach a vast bedroom, one that closely resembles his room back at home. He slowly lays me on the bed and rests himself on top of me. He reaches toward the nightstand and I sink deeper into the mattress. Having his entire mass on me feels so good. He grabs a remote and music is funneled to the room, music that just perfectly fits the moment with its ambient, chill-out melody.

Shifting back to face me, Daniel presses his warm lips to my eager mouth. I breathe him in deeply, his scent and his breath inside my throat, my lungs, making my heart expand at the emotions that twirl deep inside, at my core.

I love you.

His tongue now fervent, pressing firmer, demanding to completely unite with mine. I can feel his heartbeat through my dress; noticing his desire instigates a fireball at my middle. I shiver with bodily craving, feeling my want for him in every part of my body.

“Wait, baby.” He stops and rolls from on top of me to unzip his Bermudas and pulls them off together with his boxers. I turn to unbutton his shirt, burning inside out. As soon as his shirt finds its way to the floor he settles on me again parting my legs with his.

“Lift up a little.”

As I do he helps me take off my jacket, working his upper body to help me, his lower in balance, pressing deeper into me. Feeling him pulsing and hard, I can barely mask a moan of need. Untying the waist tie of my dress, he pulls the wrap open and halts to look in admiration at my exposed body.

Soon his hand is stroking me between my thighs; I arch my back at his touch. Moving my thong to the side, he sinks into the depth of me and my body, which was already at a verge of aching for him, immediately synchs with his, countering to fully absorb each and every thrust. I reach for his face and hold it closely, urging him to dissolve into me.