Page 135 of The Moral Dilemma


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“Don’t you worry, pretty girl. I aim to make up for the lost time.” He winks at me before he gives me a thorough lick.

“Fuck,” I moan, arching my back.

“You know this is my favorite place,” he adds, licking me languidly.

“Oh, trust me, I know,” I half laugh, half whimper as he nibbles on my clit.

He’s always loved going down on me, and though I have no doubt he genuinely enjoys the taste of me, I know he gets the biggest high from making me come. If it were up to him, he’d be between my legs twenty-four seven, making me come once every minute. Alas, my body isn’t made for that—unfortunately.

“That tickles,” I giggle as he nuzzles his face on my inner thigh.

He has a few days’ worth of stubble, leaving a slight burn behind as he kisses my skin.

“Does it?” he asks mischievously. “What about this?” he asks, this time purposefully tickling me with his stubble before blowing hot air on my flesh.

“You’re not playing fair,” I laugh.

“Haven’t you heard? Nothing is fair in love or war.” He raises a brow at me.

I shake my head, still laughing.

God, I missed this—the easygoing camaraderie that we’ve always had and the way we can be entirely comfortable with each other.

“Your pussy’s glistening,” he says, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “So pretty and so wet.”

Instinctively, I clench my muscles, more moisture gushing out of me.

“You have that effect on my body, Raf. I had my first orgasm picturing it was you touching me,” I whisper. “You just have to be close to me and my body is primed for yours.”

“Let me see,” he states, spreading my legs wider. Bringing one finger between my folds, he caresses me softly, his hot breath meeting my wetness and making me shiver.

“Fuck me,” he rasps. “You have the prettiest little pussy, and it’s all mine. All fucking mine.”

My eyes widen in surprise when he wraps his lips around my clit, sucking on it. My hands go to his hair, urging him on as he masterfully brings me on the brink of orgasm. But then he stops. He fucking stops.

“Not yet.” He smiles cheekily as he slides up my body. “I want to feel you come around my cock. It’s been too long, pretty girl.”

I whimper as he drags the entire length of his cock up and down my slit, lathering himself in my arousal before positioning the head at my entrance.

His eyes are on me, his gaze intent as he searches my features. He must find what he’s looking for, because a smile pulls at his lips before he leans forward to kiss me.

“I love you pretty girl,” he whispers against my lips just as he drives himself forward until he’s seated all the way inside of me.

My mouth opens on an o as I feel him stretch me, fill me up so thoroughly, tears of fulfillment gather at the corners of my eyes.

“So beautiful,” he murmurs, watching me lovingly. “So mine.”

“I’ve never not been yours, Raf,” I say as I drag my hands down his back, raking my nails over his flesh. When I reach his ass, I fit my palms over his muscles, urging him forward. “You’re the only man who’s ever been inside me. The only one who’s ever going to be inside me.”

“Just like you’re the only woman I’ll ever claim,” he murmurs, withdrawing before plunging inside me again. “The only one who’s ever going to have me fully, body and heart.”

I hold onto him, our gazes connected as we experience this moment as one—weareone.

There are no more secrets between us, no more lies.

There’s only his body covering mine, his warmth transferring into my skin, and his soul embracing mine.

Tears trickle down my cheeks as I bring my hands to his face, fitting my palms to his cheeks as I caress him reverently.

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