Rafe and Kiara were locked in a single room, the walls of which seemed to close in around them. The air hung heavy with a tension that neither of them had felt before, and they both knew that if they weren't careful, it would quickly devolve into an argument.
Rafe had started it, of course. It was always him who started it, but this time, it didn't seem to be an argument at all. This time, it was something deeper, something heavier. Rafe was losing control, and Kiara could sense it in the air around her. She knew that if she didn't do something, if she didn't say something, the situation would only get worse.
Rafe was standing in front of Kiara, their eyes locked. His hands were on her shoulders, his body so close to hers that he could feel her trembling beneath him. His lips parted, but no words came out. He didn't know what to say. He looked away, as if he was afraid to even look at her. He wanted to say something, but the lump in his throat was too big for him.
Kiara let out a small sigh, her breath hot on his skin. Rafe was taken aback by her words, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he moved closer, pushing her back against the wall of the room. His eyes were burning with a fire that Kiara had never seen before, and she couldn't help but be drawn in.
The tension in the room skyrocketed, both of them lost in the moment. Rafe stepped closer, pushing her against the wall, his eyes blazing with a mix of desire and rage. He desperately wanted to reach out and touch her, to feel her skin against his, but he was too afraid of what she may do.
Kiara felt the same way, his presence making her heart race and her skin burn. She could feel the warmth radiating off of him, and her body was trembling with anticipation. In that moment, she wanted nothing more than to be held in his arms.
Rafe could take it no longer.
"Jesus, Kie," Rafe whispered, his voice filled with rage. "Stop me already."
But Kiara didn't stop him. She couldn't. Instead, she looked him in the eyes and said simply, "I don't want to."
Rafe paused, his eyes searching hers for some hidden meaning. "What do you want then?" he asked, his voice low and full of desire.
Kiara didn't hesitate. "You," she said, locking her gaze with his.
That was all the encouragement Rafe needed. He moved forward, pressing his body against hers, and suddenly the tension in the room shifted. It was no longer a place of argument and anger, but of passion and desire.
Rafe's lips found Kiara's, and as they kissed, their mouths moved together in a desperate and passionate embrace. Kiara felt as though she was on fire, and as Rafe's hands moved over her body, exploring every inch of her, Kiara sighed and melted into his embrace, her body molding itself to his. He kissed her passionately, his mouth exploring hers, their tongues dancing in a wild, primal rhythm. The heat in the room was rising, so was the intensity of their kiss, as they lost themselves in a sea of pleasure.
Rafe finally pulled away, his breathing heavy and his eyes blazing. Kiara looked up into his eyes and saw the raw emotion in them. He was a broken man, and she wanted to help him. She wanted to show him that he wasn't alone, that he didn't have to face this world alone.
Rafe slided his hands down to Kiara's hips, his fingers gently stroking her skin. An unexpected heat flooded through her body and Kiara felt her heart beating faster as her eyes flutter closed. Rafe moved his hands around to caress her back, their breath still heavy as they clinged to each other. He kissed her neck and she moaned softly with pleasure. Rafe moved his mouth back to her lips and they kissed deeply, their tongues intertwining in an intimate dance.
Rafe slided his hands down to her thighs, caressing her softly. Kiara felt her skin tingle with anticipation as Rafe's fingers moved higher, tracing over her curves. He pulled her closer, pressing her against him and Kiara could feel the heat radiating from his body.
She moved her hands up to his face, brushing his cheek with her fingertips. Rafe looked down at her, his eyes burning with desire. Kiara wraped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a deep and passionate kiss. Rafe moved his hands up to her chest and Kiara felt her heart pound in her ears.
Their bodies moved together, both racing with anticipation. Kiara could barely believe what is happening as Rafe's hands moved lower, exploring her body with each touch. She let out a soft moan as his hand slided around her waist, sending sparks of pleasure through her veins.
Rafe moved his lips to her neck and Kiara gasped, her body going limp in his arms. He took her breath away as he kissed her tenderly, everything around them spinning out of control.
Torn between fear and desire, Kiara finally gave into her passions and let her body go wild. She wraped her legs around his waist as Rafe slided up between her thighs, their bodies soaring together. Kiara clinged to his body, every inch of her skin alive with pleasure. She gasped as Rafe moved inside her, their bodies merging into one. He moved faster and faster as Kiara clinged to him, her body trembling with each thrust.
The intensity of the sensations grew until Kiara could hardly breathe. She threw her head back, screaming in pleasure as Rafe moved inside her, pushing her higher and higher until finally she exploded into a million pieces. Kiara collapsed against Rafe, her body still trembling from the pleasure. She could hardly believe what just happened, a feeling of peace and joy washing over her.
The room was filled with the sound of their heavy breathing as they held each other, both of them content in the knowledge that they had found the right kind of passion.
Finally, Kiara stepped back, breaking the spell. She looked him in the eye and said, "Let's take this to the bed". They both knew there was no turning back.
Rafe gently pushed Kiara onto the bed and started to strip off her clothing. His movements were slow and deliberate, and Kiara felt her heart race with anticipation. He kissed and caressed every inch of her body, and then finally began to explore her most intimate places. Kiara gasped and groaned as his mouth and hands explored her most sensitive areas. He was gentle and passionate, and the pleasure he was giving her was like nothing she had ever experienced before.
After what felt like an eternity, Rafe finally entered her, and the two of them moved together in perfect harmony. Their bodies moved together in a wild rhythm, and the pleasure that was coursing through them was beyond anything either of them had ever felt before. It was as if they had become one, and the intensity of their pleasure rose higher and higher until Kiara finally reached her peak and Rafe followed close behind.
The two of them laid there in each other's arms, their breathing slowly calming down. Kiara looked up into Rafe's eyes and knew that everything between them had changed.
"I have to confess, I thought about it a lot," said Rafe, still panting.
"I bet, it was nothing like in your dreams," Kiara chuckled.
"Yeah, you know it was so much better," Rafe answerd, planting a kiss on her neck and going in for the next round.
