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My panties, the only piece of clothing I still have on, fly over his shoulder after he tears them from my body.
I expect him to push my legs apart and assuage the growing ache in my lady bits, but he brings his body over mine, holding himself up on his arms. His lips find mine, but the kiss is tender. Passionate.
"I miss your laugh when Neri does something to amuse you." He kisses down my neck, suckling up a love bite that will be a bruise tomorrow.
I shiver in reaction.
Raff moves down my body, kissing, licking, sucking, and nipping at my heated, sensitized skin. He suckles each nipple until I'm begging for more and then he bites down gently with his teeth.
I scream and my body convulses with a mini orgasm but Raff is not done with me.
He keeps traveling down my torso, tormenting me with his mouth. And the words he's saying.
They are too much.
"I miss holding you at night and waking with you wrapped around my body in the morning." Finally, he presses my legs apart and pushes my legs up so my knees are bent.
I know what is coming next and I don't know what I want more. His mouth on my clit or the words he's using to seduce my heart along with my body.
"I miss this pink little pussy." He inhales. "Your scent." He licks me from my bottom to my clit, slurping my juices from my folds. "Your taste."
He doesn't speak again for long minutes while his mouth and fingers drive me to first one and then another climax. I try to shift away as he continues to nibble and suck on my overused clitoris.
Strong fingers lock down my thighs like manacles and Raff continues to pleasure me until my body explodes again in a cataclysm of pleasure. I am wracked with sobs of ecstasy and an overload of emotion.
In a single powerful move, Raff comes up my body and he settles on top of me, his penis pressing against my opening.
He cups my face. "You are alright,cara."
Tears still streaking down my cheeks, I nod. I am beyond alright. I feel reborn in pleasure and love and it terrifies me.
He claims my body with a single, commanding thrust, forcing swollen tissues to give until his pelvic bone presses against my clit.
I moan, my tears drying up. In this moment we are connected body-to-body, soul-to-soul and heart-to-heart.
His expression is so fierce it could be either love, or hate. "I miss your stubborn determination and your cranky reaction to be woken up too early."
I reach up and cup his face. "Raff."
His nameislove to me.
He turns to kiss first one of my palms and then the other. "I miss every single fucking thing about you when you are gone. You take it all away when you leave."
"Then maybe you should come with me," I practically yell.
He starts pounding into me. "Maybe I should and maybe you shouldn't spend so much time in New York." He's not yelling, but his tone is just as forceful.
I cry out as he hits my cervix and I feel near painful pleasure coiling tight in my belly again.
"I…" There is no more room for words between us.
Arching up, I meet Raff, thrust for thrust until every muscle in my body clamps down in otherworldly ecstasy and I scream his name. He shoves deep inside and goes rigid. His shout is so loud it makes my ears ring.
We stay like that for long seconds, the warm wetness of our combined spend leaking out from my core around him.
I reach up to kiss him and he meets me halfway, driving my head back into the mattress as he owns my mouth and lets me claim his.
Eventually, the fierce kisses turn gentle and our hands roam over each other in soft caresses. When our breathing has returned to something like normal, my husband pulls out of me and scoops me up from the bed.
