I lick my lips, watching the expression of pleasure on Raul’s face, and it’s enough to send a wave of desire circling through my body. I
squeeze him with my knees, pushing myself closer, pressing against him, and Raul’s hands drop to my thighs, encouraging me with wide strokes. He looks at me from under his heavy eyelids, breathing with his lips parted,
and even though I’m on top of him, I feel trapped.
“Yes, like that, baby,” he murmurs in a deep voice, sliding his good hand all the way to the back and patting me. “Keep going.”
I bite my lip, holding his gaze and rocking myself against him while my hand slides under his waistband to wrap around his erection. Raul licks his lips and swallows in response, looking down, while his hand squeezes me with a sense of ownership. God, why does it feel so good? A sigh trembles on my lips, and when Raul looks into my eyes again I feel the darkness of his gaze under my skin, shimmering like liquid fire.
There’s something so intimate about holding each other’s gazes, looking into each other’s hearts without restraint. Even the friction of our bodies doesn’t feel as intimate-but it feels very good, that’s for sure. So much so that when Raul slides his hand between my thighs, pressing in, I can’t keep eye contact anymore. I close my eyes with a sigh and push my head back, squeezing him harder in return.
“Feels good, huh?” Raul chuckles, rubbing me, but I hear the strain in his voice, the tension of arousal getting him as well.
“Yeah.” I nod, listening to the sparks of desire spreading under my skin.
“Do you wanna feel even better?” “Y-yes, please.”
“Then, be a good girl and sit on my cock.”
Oh.
I bite my lip, shutting my eyes so hard I see dots dancing under my eyelids, and my whole body tenses up with a heated wave of desire. Raul must feel it as well because he hums with approval before pulling his hand back-and I tremble at the loss of his touch. But I want more, I’m ready to take more, and without a second thought I push myself up on my knees to follow Raul’s order.
It’s a little awkward to take off my underwear without getting up, but I manage it well enough. I don’t even realize just how ready I am for him until I feel the touch of cool air on my skin. Oh god, I need him now. I lick my lips and lean with one hand on the headboard behind him while using the other to guide him inside of me.
“Good girl,” Raul breathes out with satisfaction in his voice when I finally take him in, and a shiver runs between our bodies from the pure
ecstasy of it.
It feels good.
It feels so good that I part my lips with a silent moan and push myself up and down, just to savor the feeling of being full. Raul’s injured hand tentatively rests on my thigh, stroking me, while the other squeezes my waist so hard I feel his fingers dig into my skin-but I enjoy it. I love it when I can feel just how badly he wants me.
I start moving on top of him, rocking my hips to find a better angle, and as soon as I find the sweet spot that sends goosebumps down my arms, I release a sigh of pleasure and push back against it. Yes.
“Yes,” Raul whispers as if hearing my thoughts, and when I glance down at him, I see that his eyes are closed too. His hold on me is firm, his muscles are tense, and when I lower myself, he suddenly bucks his hips up to meet me.
Oh god. I burst my eyes open, moaning out loud despite myself, and squeeze his arm, unsure whether I want him to stop or keep going. He went so deep I felt a flash of pain-but at the same time, the pleasure of it was so strong I still feel it tingling on the tips of my fingers.
“Oh, you like that,” Raul murmurs with purring satisfaction in his voice, stroking my waist.
“I-I don’t know.” “You do.”
And before I can say anything, Raul bucks his hips up. I instinctively push myself down-and a loud moan tears my throat as I arch on top of him, chasing the pleasure. Why does it feel so good? I bite my lip, rocking my hips again, searching for the same stimulation with my body tight in anticipation-and Raul gives it to me.
He doesn’t hold back, thrusting inside of me, and I meet him every time, moaning and whimpering into the growing darkness of his bedroom. His hand holds me in place, and soon enough, I lose coordination of my own hips, just chasing him without any sense of rhythm. But my mind is too hazy to think, my ears are muffled with my own hoarse moans, and I
can’t focus on anything but the spikes of pleasure that run through my core with every thrust.
I wanna chase them, I wanna drown in them, I wanna-
“Yes, baby, yes, do it for me,” Raul murmurs with encouragement in his voice, watching me with his eyes dark and hungry, and I shudder all over.
Yes, yes, yes!
I shut my eyes tighter, sparks going off under my eyelids, and bounce on top of him in fast, frantic movements as pleasure gathers in my body with every thrust. Raul doesn’t try to take over my rhythm and lets me keep my pace, and I bite my lip, listening to the glow under my skin-when I feel a light flash of pain on my thigh.
Raul slaps me, growling under his breath, bucking his hips to meet mine, and I choke on a moan, bursting my eyes open. Oh god! But before I can gather myself, Raul slaps me again-and it sends a wave of pleasure so hot and so strong that it knocks me off my balance. I slump on top of him, my muscles tightening and shivering as a sudden orgasm runs through my veins in violent waves.
Before I can come back to my senses, Raul rolls both of us over. I can hear him hiss from a flash of pain, but right now I can’t find it in me to reprimand him. I cling to his neck and shoulder, still trembling in the waves of euphoria, as Raul thrusts into me with brutal force and I moan and shake my head from side to side from the overwhelming pleasure of sensitivity.
But I don’t stop Raul, keeping him wrapped in my arms and legs and moaning-maybe weaker than before but with genuine pleasure-until I catch the first signs of his upcoming orgasm. His muscles tense up, shivers running through his body from head to toe, and he breathes harder. His thrusts get deeper, stronger, and as he groans and presses his forehead against mine, I see the grimace of pleasure on his face that makes my heart tighten with affection.
It’s so intimate, so special-to not hold back, sharing everything with the one you love.
I don’t know what overcomes me, but as soon as Raul’s muscles relax and the peak of his orgasm passes, I move up to press a kiss to his lips. He blinks his eyes open, looking innocent and confused, and I giggle and kiss him again-just because I can. Just because I love him.
“Oh, Isabella,” he murmurs with so much delight and affection in his voice that it makes my heart bloom with warmth before he dives to my lips with a kiss.
“Are you ready to spend the rest of our lives together?” I whisper with a giggle after we share at least a dozen kisses and soft chuckles, and Raul slides his hand to my belly and looks up.
I asked it just to tease him, but when I meet his gaze, I feel my throat tighten, and the smile falters on my lips. His gray eyes-that used to be so cold and ruthless-look at me with the glimmer of starlight and the purest kind of love I’ve ever seen.
“I am,” Raul says and kisses me again, lingering with his lips in the corner of my mouth. “I want to be with you forever.”