Page 127 of Tempted By the Devil

He squeezes my thighs and eats my pussy ’til I’m gushing wet and shining on his face. He groans against my pussy as he does and sends yet another hot wave flashing through me.

With Lincoln, I was never a fan of oral. Neither giving nor receiving.

Lincoln expected it way more than he was willing to give it. And when he did give, it was always under an air of impatience and laziness. A few short flicks of his tongue and then he would stare at me expectantly, like I was supposed tomagicallycome.

But Rafael is the exact opposite—his playful flicks, teasing bites, masterful strokes all make me come undone.

I explode against his mouth.

The sparks surge through me with burning intensity.

My toes curl and the sounds I make are throaty and almost pained.

It feels so good to come like this, so damn amazing, that I’d die a satisfied woman. I slump against the bed, my legs dangling over the edge. Eyes on the ceiling, I’m breathless and flushed as Rafael grins and prowls up my body.

He drops more kisses as he goes. His lips capture mine. We trade tastes. Mine of the sweet raspberry panna cotta from earlier. His of my pussy, which is a sweet, creamy taste that’s almost similar.

Then he nuzzles my face with his and whispers darkly into my ear. “Spero tu sappia che non ho ancora finito con te. Ti scoperò la figa stretta finchè non ne potrai più, dolcezza. Ti farò sentire così bene da far male.”

I’ve got to learn Italian one of these days—but whatever he does whisper into my ear makes me shudder in anticipation.

Rafael pulls back on his haunches and starts undressing. His fingers are fast on the buttons of his shirt. Even faster on his belt and zipper.

While he’s stripping down, revealing his trim body chiseled by hard muscle, I’m struggling with my dress. I wiggle the rest of the way out of it, ready for him by the time he’s naked and stroking himself.

He’s hard.Veryhard.

My tongue pokes out to lick at my lips and my soaking wet pussy throbs.

Rafael’s dick is truly perfect. It’s impressive even when he’s soft, but when he’s erect and engorged, it’s next level.

There was a time in the past where sex was uncomfortable and painful due to my Endo. Yet since we’ve been together, we’ve hardly encountered these issues. Evenwithhis generous size.

And during moments where I am struggling, Rafael’s perceptive enough to know and creative enough to work around it.

We come together in more hot, passionate kisses as he pushes me back against the pillows and fits himself between my thighs.

More pleasure sizzles through me. Just from Rafael’s kiss. Just from the anticipation of what’s coming next.

He ravishes me like this, sucking at my tongue in erotic fashion. Pinning my arm to the side and stroking himself mere inches from my pussy. I can feel the heat of him, sense how hard and erect he is.

I lick back at him, my tongue meeting his. The chemistry between us smolders, reaching a fever pitch as our desire turns primal. We want each other so badly, our bodies calling each other, that we can’t wait another second.

Rafael runs his dick along the slit of my pussy and makes me shudder. His tongue swirls in my mouth as he finally sinks inside.

A long, throaty groan leaves him.

I’m so drenched that he has to feel every drop of it. His breathing is labored.

My hands explore him, sliding along his rock solid muscles and then gripping at the nape of his neck. I squeeze my pussy around him and kiss his jaw.

He groans again, his eyes closed as if struggling to keep his bearings.

“Fuck me,” I purr. “Fuck my little pussy and make me yours.”

Rafael draws his hips back and peers down at me. His gaze is dark and intense, inspiring gooseflesh on my arms.

It’s moments like these that I see other sides of him. More than the polished and charming businessman in impeccable suits.

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