Rafael's POV
I knew the troublemakers were gone, and my Nana tried to pull away from our heated kiss.
But no. She started it first. So I was the one who decided when it ended.
"Mhmhmm…" Her moans slipped out as I deepened the kiss, squeezing her soft cheeks tight.
"Nngh… Raf…" Her palm weakly pushed my shoulder while my greedy mouth ravaged her jaw and neck. My hand slid between her thighs from behind, teasing her core with a slow stroke.
"Raf… can we… wehh… move…?" she pleaded when I went lower, forcing her thighs apart, almost lifting her up.
I let out a slow smirk and stopped my kiss. I pulled back. Her flushed face only made the bulge in my trousers twitch harder.
I knew it. Her body already weakened against mine. She aroused so easily when our heat tangled. My presence unraveled her in a way that fed my ego.
My grip softened around her waist as our eyes locked.
"You used me," I said with a smirk.
