NICOLE
Sunlight creeped into my room through the curtains that swayed over my windows.
I pinched my eyes shut even more and stretched my hand to feel the body of the man I had surrendered myself to last night.
The bedsheet felt cold. At once my eyes flew open in a hurry and I rolled over to his side. He must have left.
Fuck.
I buried my face into the pillows taking in his sweet scent. It was still lingering on the bedsheets.
Thinking of what transpired between us last night got me suddenly beaming with smiles.
“You moron”I scolded myself with a slight tap by the side of my head.
“You should be fussing that he left before you woke again”I reminded myself .
I wonder why Raphael leaves before I even get the chance to flicker my eyes open.
I exhaled slowly and straightened my spine. Placing my feet on the cold tiles, I made my way to the shower.
Some minutes later, I was already out, my bathroom robe being the only garment covering my bare body.
Something caught my attention as I was about sitting back on the bed.
The door knob. It twisted anti-clockwise before being pushed open.
Raphael walked inside and shut the door to my greatest surprise.
I thought he must have left for work.
He was on a tank top and sweat pants. His hair was packed but a little dishevelled which made him look sinfully hot.
His muscles stood out, taunt and broad.
Oh Lord.
Just by looking at him was seducing.
“You like what you see Bella? Stop drooling over me”Raphael cheekily told me as he leaned on the door with his arms crossed over his chest.
I closed my slightly parted lips immedately. I didn’t even realise that I was gawking at him with my lips hanging open.
“Stop flattering yourself Raphael” I replied trying to mask a stoic expression.
His rich laughter filled the room as he pulled of his tank top.
I kept on looking at him hungrily, my eyes watching his every movement while he was taking his tank top off.
My eyes landed on his sculpted abs and I suddenly had the urge to relish the feel of his skin on mine.
When I noticed he was about looking my way, I quickly averted my gaze.
He strode towards me and his eyes fed on my body which got me nervous.
“What?”I asked with a million butterflies fluttering within me.
“You look beautiful wife”he replied sultrily.
Before I could even reply, Raphael pulled me up from the bed in a rough drag of my hands and hauled me against himself.
“Raphael what has gotten into you?”
He licked his bottom lip slowly and sensually before replying, “You my goddess”
Raphael made no hesistance in pressing his lips on to mine. I wrapped my hands around his neck and he pushes my body more further into his.
Oh Lord.
His tongue sought to taste every inch of my lips. It sucked on my tongue, dominated me and filled my mouth.
I let out an airily moan into the kiss as Raphael continued plundering my lips with his. I could feel the lust and craving pulsating through the burning kiss.
It was rough, dominating, hot and sensual.
In a flick Raphael gripped on to my thighs and I took the hint, wrapping my legs around his waist.
With a sharp pivot, he had me against the wall.
I shuddered, trying to stifle the sounds of pleasure from seeping into our kiss but I failed woefully.
Raphael kissed me like a starved hungry beast, feeding on my lips with his hands tightly pressing on my ass through the robe.
This man could never get enough.
He pulled me away from the walls for a moment, before roughly pushing me on it once more.
I quivered feeling his dick placed right underneath my area.
A wet pool had already formed around my vulva.
Raphael pressed himself so deeply into me as the hot kiss continued.
I didn’t have time to stop or breath my own air.
He was sucking my air out and giving me his to breathe in.
Oh Lord we just had sex last night!
I at once pulled out begrudgingly, trying to catch my unsteady breaths.
“Raph… calm… down please” I panted.
I had no clue if he heard me. He was nuzzling his lips against my neck this time, making me sink my fingers into his soft hair.
He took one of my hands and placed it right on his dick.
Oh shit.
My eyes grew wide in an instant.
He was so, so fucking hard.
“Let’s fix that baby”he sultrily whispered against my skin.
In a fluid motion, Raphael had me on the bed.
He came on top me slowly, his eyes having a devilish glint in them.
“This”he said making reference to my robe.
“Comes off” he completed gravelly.
He pulled off my robe and threw it away carelessly. I couldn’t even react.
A burning sensation had taken control of my senses, my thoughts and my entire whole being.
I watch him go naked right in front and I had this sudden urge to be the one in control this time not him.
“Let me be in control raph”the words slipped out of my mouth right before I could stop myself.
He gave me longing eyes and wrapped his large hand around my neck.
I gasped for breath.
“Are you sure principessa?”he speaks in Italian.
I nodded the best way I could whilst being choked. He gave me a mischievous grin and rolled over.
I leaned over him and took his earlobe in my mouth, gently nibbling on it. A husky groan left his lips.
I centered myself around his cock, guiding his tip to my entrace and he watched me with pleasure as I sank myself into his base, shuddering.
“Fanculo. Voglio te cucciola”
I watched Raphael spoke in Italian as he closed his eyes, gripping on to my waist. He buckled his hips up to get deeper inside me.
Whenever we had sex, it seemed he would always forget how to speak English and switch over to sultry words in Italian.
Nevertheless I loved how he was struggling to control his groans as I was buried deep inside him.
I immediately latched my hands on his shoulders and leaned down, locking our lips and slowly riding him.
I myself was so lost in this sea of desires. I had already started moaning into our kiss once more.
Feeling his hard rock dick so deep inside me set me aflame with arousal and I picked up my speed.
We both moved together in immensed pleasure, our skin smacking at contacts.
I rode him off as his breathing became low and rugged, filling the entire room.
Raphael grabbed onto my fingers, interlocking with them the moment I felt my walls clenched around him.
“Don’t hold it back baby. Cum for daddy” he ordered huskily.
I did just that.
“Raphael!”I screamed out in bliss as I felt my body convulsed and my juices flowed onto him with my walls tightening around his cock.
Raphael immedately flipped me over so that I was now on my back and at once began hitting me from behind.
He pounded into me hard, giving me sweet, painful deliberate strokes. He hadn’t cum yet. I felt my vision hazy and blur as he fucked me rough without giving me any breaks.
“Raphael. Oh Lord. Please” I moaned out with Raphael griping on to my braids tight, his thrusts from behind increasing rapidly in pace and turning my insides.
“Adoro questa figa” I heard Raphael gruff in Italian.
“Fuck sanity and gentle Bella. I want to fuck you so hard till just the very thought of me makes you dripping wet with those honey juices” Raphael gravelly spoke while rocking my insides, riding me with so much intensity whilst his free hand was placed on the arch of my back making my ass stick out more.
“Cazzo. Dolce bambola. Merda”
Raphael was clearly going insane with pulsating need.
He groaned breathlessly, thrusting faster and harder whilst going deeper and yet deeper with each fucking thrust.
I bit my bottom lip releasing a painful pleasurable moan, as I struggled not to pass out.
The familiar orgasmic sensation began building up within me. I couldn’t contain myself any more as Raphael kept on going so hard, quick and rough in his thrusts inside me.
My legs shook in ecstasy and I screamed his name out loud, climaxing so intensely.
He still kept on thrusting in harder and yet harder even with the fact that I was cumming.
“Holy fuck”Raphael practically growled as he released himself into me, his hot load mixing with mine.
He gripped on to my waist one last time and sank his cock into my throbbing entrace so hard that I moaned my loudest.
He finally let go off me and allowed me roll over.
What the hell.
He wasn’t gentle at all. He fucked me like I was his whore.
We both lay breathless on the bed, perspiration forming a pattern on our bodies.
“Nicole you drive me so crazy” Raphael groaned as he stood up to put on his clothes.
“You clearly… showed me… that” I panted in between my words.
“We need to fuck every day so we can make babies you know” he said with a naughty smirk.
I tried to hold back my giggle but I couldn’t.
“Should I help you freshen up?”he asked with a hiked brow.
I shook my head at once. “No no please. We would end up doing more and I clearly don’t have the strength”
“Are you refusing me?”He said with such a serious expression making me shiver.
“Well. no.. I.. it’s…”I stuttered in fear.
He looked so dangerous right now.
A smile broke in his face and I heaved a sigh of relief.
“Raphael stop that. Don’t use that tone on me again” I whined.
He walked towards the bed and leaned in closer to me.
He propped up an arm to support his leaning frame and used the free hand to encircle around my throat.
I gasped and became doe eyed.
“Cucciola, don’t tell me what to do ever again. Got it?”he rasped, his spicy breath caressing my face.
“Mhmm yes”I replied fearfully.
His grip on my throat tightened and I could feel myself passing out.
“Yes what?”he asked giving me come-hither eyes.
“Sir. Yes sir” I replied my best whilst he choked me.
“Brava ragazza- Good girl” his rich voice chuckled before letting go of my throat.
“I’ll be waiting for you downstairs my goddess” Raphael told me as he put on a shirt.
He walked out but not before giving me a wink.
I exhaled sharply whilst massaging my throat.
Raphael was so mysterious at times.
He was too dominating but it still somehow made my pussy throb.
I stared at the juices running down my thighs.
“Oh Lord” I sighed heading towards the shower again.
* * * * * * * *
Nicole cheerfully walked down the stairs, beam of smiles on her face.
Raphael just fucked her so insanely some moments earlier and he stayed through out the entire night and up till the morning– what more could make her happier than that?
The living room was lively. Thomas Marco, Luca and Lorenzo sat in the dinning area, discussing with Raphael.
Emilio could be seen helping Aurora and the maids with setting up breakfast as they carried trays containing dishes in their hands and setting it on the the dinning table.
Nicole felt relieved. To her, this was how it should be. Not everybody always dashing out before the sun had even risen.
Leila walked into the living room, going over to sit by Raphael.
Nicole suddenly felt this strange pang of jealousy brewing up.
“Relax. Leila is just a friend” Nicole told herself.
But if Leila was just a friend, why did she feel otherwise?
She shook of the thought and maintained her high spirits.
“Ah there is my lovely wife that I adore so much” Raphael announced playfully once he spotted Nicole.
He stood up and snaked his arm around her waist, planting wet kisses by her cheek.
Leila felt her blood boil on seeing that. Her fists clenched in an instant.
From the corners of her eye, she spotted Thomas looking her way.
He shot her a glare and she knew fully well what he was trying to do.
She released her clenched fists and managed to control herself.
Raphael sat down back and dragged Nicole to his thighs, propelling her on top it.
Nicole felt her cheeks flushed of colours and pressed her lips in tightly.
“Raphael stop”she whispered to his ear.
“Tell me what to do one more time and I’ll make you release your pretty screams right here” he threatened sensually which got her body tingling.
“Raphael if you are done with your PDA, would you mind letting Nicole greet us?”Luca butted in.
Raphael rolled his eyes.
“Not a chance. Nicole your mouth stays locked except I want you to open it”
Leila felt the anger rising to her chest, choking her till she had almost forgotten how to breathe.
All she wanted right now was to rip Nicole into shreds but she just had to control herself.
“Very soon he will be yours Leila” she said multiple times within herself to calm her wrecking nerves down.
“Shall we eat? It seems breakfast has fully been served” Raphael said.
Just then the door to the mansion opened and Sofia walked in, a familiar figure closely following her steps.
“Guess who I saw outside the gates?”Sofia chirped.
“The hell. Miles it’s you” Nicole joyously said, standing up at once from Raphael’s thighs to her husband’s surprise.
Leila stole a glance at Miles and gave him a coy smile. A smirk formed on his lips as he passed her side.
Enemies had come to play.
“Let the games begin” Leila balefully thought.