A loud, insistent knock on the car window yanked me out of my hazy ecstasy, my eyes snapping wide.
I shoved Rafael hard, tearing my nipple from his nibbling mouth.
"Aww…" I winced at the sharp sting in my nipple.
His lips were slick with his own saliva as he groaned and frowned, clearly annoyed that I had interrupted his feast.
I couldn't afford to care about the throbbing ache I felt; panic flooded my gaze as I tilted my head toward the window, silently demanding he get a grip.
With an irritated snort, he finally turned to look, and only then did he rein himself back in.
I swear to God, he truly turned into a wild beast the moment he tasted my breasts.
It reminded me of my children when they were newborns, all instinct and hunger.
I felt like I'd somehow acquired a full-grown baby boy.
The knock came again, this time more urgent.
Rafael answered with a single hard knock in return, telling him to wait because I was fixing my bra.
