Free Taken By The Billionaire by Renee White Page A

place that I didn’t want to come back to reality just then. Instead I lay there, limp and compliant as Rafe slid onto the sofa and laid my head on his lap. Then I drifted away again as he stroked my hair.
     
    I started up out of my dream to find someone kissing me. When I opened my eyes I realized that I was sitting up on Rafe’s sofa and, to my horror, found that I was returning his kisses eagerly. With Rafe’s tongue in my mouth, and as his hands began to move over me, his touch familiar regardless of the weeks since he’d touched me, my body responded in the way it had been trained to by Damien.
     
    My nipples stiffened and I felt the pulse between my legs quicken from a low, dull throb to a rhythmic beat. Heat flooded my core and I felt myself moistening. I groaned and slid my tongue into Rafe’s mouth to taste the Chardonnay on his tongue.
     
    “Oh God,” I gasped.
     
    “Kylie,” Rafe sighed, his hand on my breast over my bra. How the hell had my blouse come unbuttoned? “I missed you,” he moaned, his hand sliding down over the rack of my ribs to my stomach. “I’ve missed you and wanted you back so bad,” he added as his hand scooted under the hem of my skirt, which had ridden up high on my thighs. He touched my underwear and his fingers were right on the money. Rafe rubbed at me, creasing my underwear into my cleft as I began to squirm and pant.
     
    “Rafe, oh, Rafe,” I sighed, lifting my ass from the sofa so I could press myself against his insistent fingers.
     
    “I’m sorry about everything,” Rafe murmured, his lips at the hollow in my neck. “I should never have done it. What an idiot I was,” he continued before he spoke the bitch’s name.
     
    That killed it stone dead. It hit me like a train – What the hell was I doing?
     
    “I never should have listened to Jenny,” Rafe said.
     
    And then I was up off the sofa spitting mad.
     
    I was so angry at Rafe for making a move at such a vulnerable time for me. But mostly I was mad at myself. To run to Rafe, the cause of all the shit in my life, had to be one of the dumbest things on my list of dumb things I’ve ever done, so far.
     
    “I shouldn’t be here,” I hissed as I fumbled with the buttons on my blouse. “What was I thinking?” I wriggled my hips to get the hem of my skirt to a modest level, my underwear was wedged into my cleft, but there was no way I was going to dig around between my legs with Rafe sitting there.
     
    “Hey!” Rafe cried, all indignant. “Where are you going? I thought we—”
     
    I cut him off with a snort. “No way, Rafe,” I snarled, my finger jabbing the air as I pointed at him. “I’m sorry I came over here. It was stupid and a huge mistake. I shouldn’t have let you kiss me. There’s no fucking way I’d come back to you. Not after what you did to me with … with her .”
     
    Rafe came up shouting and waving his arms. “I said I was sorry,” he yelled. “I was an idiot. I fell for it. I didn’t know just how much of a fucked-up bitch she is. She’s totally messed up in the head, Kylie,” Rafe ranted on, screwing the tip of a forefinger against his temple. “Don’t you get it? She’s jealous of you. She has to be the winner every time. She told me one time when she was off her face on booze that you got all of your father’s attention. She was the oldest and when Baby Kylie came along all of a sudden your dad had no time for her. She says her own dad dumped her. That’s why she’s like she is. She does the bad shit to get your dad’s attention away from you!”
     
    For a few seconds I just stood there gaping like a goldfish out of water. It sounded incredible, but made sense at the same time.
     
    I stared at Rafe as he stood in front of me. The poor guy was breathless and close to tears. “I’m sorry, Rafe,” I murmured, resisting the impulse to comfort him. He looked so forlorn, and I knew that he’d been hurt by Jenny as well. We were both victims of hers, and