AllFreeNovel
Share Us
He smiles before he brings his tongue to the valley of my breasts, licking his way up my neck until he reaches my lips again.
"You were my first kiss," he confesses thickly. "The first lips I ever tasted," he continues, his breath my breath. "Theonlylips I've ever tasted."
My eyes flutter open as I look at him—at the way his hair is no longer perfectly styled, his face flushed, his eyes overtaken with lust.
I part my lips to reply, but the words are stuck in my throat. There are so many things I want to tell him, confessions that no one knows. Things that onlyheshould know. Yet I can't. Not now. I won't ruin this moment when it's the perfect bliss. I've waited too long to have him like this, with no barriers between us. I won’t taint this with revelations that would only upset him—maybe change the way he sees me forever.
So, I settle on something else. Something safe but true.
"You're fully mine, aren't you?"
"Always," he brushes his lips against mine. Once. Twice. "I've nevernotbeen yours," he whispers, the words making my once dead heart weep with joy.
And as I give into the kiss, I feel his hand sneak between my legs, finding me soaked for him. He pushes one finger between my folds, coating it in my arousal. Bringing it between our mouths, he sucks on it before he swipes his tongue over my lips, giving me a taste of myself—of everything he makes me feel.
"You're so wet for me," he rasps. "Only for me."
"Only ever for you," I readily agree, so consumed by lust I'm about to combust.
I want him inside me, but I also don't want to hurry this since I recognize it for what it is—the true joining of our bodiesandsouls. A slow dance meant to strengthen our already impenetrable bond.
He touches me again, his thumb on my clit as he pushes two thick fingers inside of me.
My breath catches in my throat at the sensation.
Eyes on him, I can only convey to him with my gaze everything that he makes me feel, both fullness and emptiness. My lips part as my breath comes out in short spurts, the heated atmosphere leaving me panting just as his fingers move in and out of me.
"There. Right there, Noelle."
His voice is different, an echo hitting the steamed windows of the car and enveloping the entire space in the decadence of his command.
"Show me how you look when you come for me, pretty girl. Show me what's mine and mine alone," he demands. "Onlymine."
My nails are lodged in his shoulders as I feel the pressure mount inside me.
He simply regards me, hooded eyes dripping with arousal and a need to see how I react to him—only him.
So I give it to him.
A cry is wrenched from my mouth, my muscles tensing as my head falls back, the climax building up until I'm a quivering mess at the mercy of his fingers.
"That's it, love," his voice gently beckons me back, his lips on my flushed cheeks as he licks at what I realize are tears. No wonder the orgasm felt so unusual. He took me to a different high. One that goes beyond the physical. Beyond biological functions and mechanisms.
"Let it all go," he murmurs softly. "Let it all go, Noelle."
"I need you Raf," I swallow hard. "I need to feel you inside me. I just need…" words fail me as the urgency to have him fill me overtakes me.
"I know what you need. I'm here, pretty girl. I'm here all the way with you."
My hands go to his belt, fumbling in my attempt to undo it. Throwing it aside, I lower his zipper and my palm meets his soft flesh—so hard and ready for me.
"Noelle, fuck," he rasps as I wrap my hand around him, touching him lightly.
Using my other hand, I reach between my legs, gathering some of my arousal and lathering it up all over his length.
"You're killing me. You're fucking killing me," Raf groans, his fingers back in my hair as he brings me to him for a kiss.
I stroke him, slowly at first before gaining speed, using his sounds of pleasure as my guide. He's so hard and thick, my walls clench in anticipation of feeling him fill me—stretch me to completion.
