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I have to put everything else out of my mind if I’m going to go through with it, though. Everything from earlier…the fight, the insistence on keeping me in his home, all of it. It might be my naivety speaking, or maybe I’m just enjoying myself a little too much, because any need to escape Raoul has faded into warm, sugary contentment.
Raoul, though, is anything but content, no matter how patient he is brushing my hair out of my face and smiling down at me.
“How was that?” he asks. “Are you feeling alright?”
“Amazing,” I admit, getting up the courage to touch him the way he deserves. “But what about you?”
“You letting me taste you was the greatest gift I’ve ever been given,Tesorina.I am happy.”
Reaching out with hands that are steadier than they have any right to be, I put them on his chiseled upper legs, slowly moving them towards the center, where his cock is ready to burst through the denim. “Something tells me that you could use some relief, too,”
“Ah, Skye,” he smiles wickedly down at me. “I can take care of myself later. Just get some rest. You’ve had an eventful day.”
“So have you,” I point out, “Raoul, I’ve never done this before, but I want to make you feel good just like you did for me.”
He inhales sharply through his nose, jaw clenched. “If you say those kinds of things to me, I’m not going to be able to resist.”
“I don’t want you to.” I’m working the button of his jeans open now, tugging them down when it pops open.
Looking up, I can tell he’s hanging on by a thread. I’m nervous, but I really,reallywant to do this. All the talk about taking me home can be dealt with later.
The truth is, after I came, it was like my thoughts settled into place for the first time since the initial confrontation back at Salt and Breeze. There was no chaotic feeling, no panicked jumble of ideas, and now that I can see everything with a clear outlook, I can admit that Raoul did something amazing for me. He protected me from Paul, and made me realize I had been letting myself be a victim just to keep a stupid restaurant job. All that, plus the amazing oral sex, makes me want to thank him in any way possible. The details of what is happening between us can wait. Right now, what he needs is staring me right in the face.
“I want this, Raoul,” I tell him. “Just be patient with me.”
“You’ve got every ounce of time and patience in me, Skye, I assure you.”
Seeing the outline of his manhood through his boxer briefs now that his pants are at his ankles makes me even more excited. Excited, and just a little bit afraid. He’s bigger than I could have ever guessed, and I’m infinitely glad we aren’t talking about intercourse right now. I just don’t know if I’ll ever be able to take him inside of me like that, not with how long and thick he is.
Yes we can,my needy inner thoughts inform me,We can take it. Soon.
Again, that’s a problem for another time. Now, it’s time for me to make Raoul see stars, just like he did for me.
Before I can lose my nerve, I jerk his briefs down in one movement. It’s not the most sensual of undressings, but Raoul doesn’t seem to mind, sucking in a breath through his teeth as his cock isfinallyable to spring free.
His skin there is the same even bronze as the rest of him, darker and the tip leaking a single drop of precum. Raoul already lets off heat like a forge, but when I wrap a tentative hand around the base of his member, it’s somehow even hotter than the rest of him. With soft skin and the intoxicating scent of him even stronger than ever, I get a rush of confidence like never before.
I dart my tongue out and lick that drop of precum off of the head, and Raoul gives me an honest-to-God groan. When I look up, he’s watching me, eyes narrowed and expression as controlled as he can possibly manage. Even now he wants to be careful with me, and this fact makes me feel ridiculously affectionate towards the giant man. Lover, and fighter, Raoul is fascinating to me.
I lick the head of his cock again, going slower this time, while my hand still holds his at the base. I take my time exploring his length with my mouth and fingers, stroking him like I imagine he might touch himself, and licking long lines up the shaft to twirl around the top. I watch his face when I can, and the longer I go, the more he has to close his eyes and turn his face up to the ceiling to maintain his ironclad control. Too bad for him, I want him to lose it.
I take as much of him as I can in my mouth, pulling him out slowly before starting again. He’s too big to swallow whole, but I use my hand to pump him where my mouth can’t manage, and from the strained noises he’s making and the way his legs lock in place, I’m doing just fine.
When I add a tongue swirl on the head of his cock to each of my passes, one hand shoots down and fists in my hair. For a split second it’s painful, but Raoul realizes right away and lets up. I don’t mind, honestly. In fact, knowing that I affect him so is addicting.
The motions, the feeling of him hitting the back of my throat, and the salty taste of his skin all blend together until I’m almost in a dreamlike state as I suck his cock. I feel like I can go on forever in this moment, but it isn’t too long until his grip tightens and his hips begin to twitch as if he’s fighting the urge to fuck my mouth.
“I’m going to come so hard,” he grits out between his teeth, “So if you don’t want to swallow it all I suggest you take that gorgeous fucking mouth off me, Skye,”
I shake my head quickly, mouth too full to speak. Once he knows I want him to spill himself down my throat, it’s over. Raoul does thrust into my mouth now, hand in my hair holding my head still while he slides in and out, in and out, never going too deep, but when he freezes, he jerks my head forward until he’s filling my mouth and throat to the point I can barely stand it. Breathing carefully through my nose, I let him explode, swallowing his cum over and over. Above me, he curses, eyes screwed shut and thighs quivering, until the curses melt into praises for me, and his grip finally relaxes.
Then, he’s sitting on the bed next to me, naked from the waist down, holding my face in his hands like some precious treasure and kissing me over and over. At first I’m shocked he’s not bothered by the taste of his own spend in my mouth, but it’s all too easy to let my thoughts drift while he dotes on me.
“You honor me,Tesorina,”he mumbles against my lips. “I will remember this forever,”
The adrenaline and lust bombs that have occupied my day thus far are hitting me full force now, and exhaustion is creeping at the edge of my consciousness. Combined with the sweet, gentle way Raoul is kissing and caresses me, I can feel my eyelids getting heavy.
“Rest with me,” Raoul says, standing up enough to pull just his briefs back on. “The day will still be here for us afterwards.”
