Page 68 of The Moral Dilemma


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Noelle blinked repeatedly, a few tears rolling down her cheeks.

“You… You mean that?”

“Of course I mean that. You were my best friend online, and here you became something more—you becameeverything. I didn’t need to see you. I didn’t need to fucking know who you were. I just needed to hear your voice and the way you calmed my goddamn soul.”

“Raf,” she whimpered, unable to believe what she was hearing.

Slowly, his hand moved down her chest until he reached the pendant nestled between her breasts.

“This is all the proof you need that my heart is yours,” he continued.

She saw the way his eyes fell to her breasts. Her nipples were tight and straining for attention. At some point, her fear had turned into arousal, and her body had immediately responded.

He noticed it too, his breathing growing harsher, his pupils contracting even more.

More daring than she would have thought herself—despite envisioning this very moment for so long—Noelle reached for the hem of his shirt, tugging it up.

He raised his arms, letting her remove it before she moved lower, her fingers fiddling with the band of his pants. She found the courage to pull them down, and he soon helped her take them off, discarding them to the side next to the other clothes.

She took a moment to simply look at him. He was lean but his muscles were well defined from the labor he’d been subjected to. There were all types of scars on his body too, from the beatings and lashing he’d received, and she leaned forward to lay a kiss to his chest.

Despite both being stark naked, and despite the fact that she’d imagined this moment for so long, she found herself going shy as her gaze drifted lower.

He was hard, his shaft pointing upwards and leaking liquid at the tip. She swallowed hard, a little bit intimidated by his size. She’d watched porn before—all in an attempt to get as much vicarious experience as possible—and she knew he was well above average. So much so that she wondered how bad it was going to hurt when he’d put it inside her…

She nibbled at her lips, worry and arousal mixing inside of her. But it was all overshadowed by the pure love she had for him in her heart—so much love she knew she would withstand any type of pain to be one with him.

They slowly touched and explored each other’s bodies as urgency built inside both of them.

“I love you, Raf,” she whispered, tears of happiness shining in her eyes. “You’re perfect to me. So perfect.”

“Noelle…” Raf groaned as he brought his face into the crook of her neck, breathing her in. His mouth opened over her pulse point, sucking the skin in. “Mi luz.”

She gasped, pleasure shooting through her.

“You’re mine,” he rasped as he trailed his tongue down her body, taking her nipple into his mouth and sucking. “You were mine before. You’re mine now. You’ll always be mine. The only woman I’ll ever claim. The only woman I’ll ever love,” he said right before he bit down.

She cried out, arching in his embrace and urging him to continue.

She didn’t know what she was doing, or what she was meant to do, but as he continued to nibble and suck on her nipples, she simply gave herself to sensation.

Noelle didn’t even realize when he laid her down onto the ground, or when he started peppering kisses lower down her body, touching and worshiping each scar, replacing the painful memories with warm, loving ones.

“You’re so beautiful,” he praised. “When I first saw you, I thought you were the most beautiful woman in the entire universe. Even after you hit me with that plate, I kept thinking of you—dreaming of you. So beautiful,” he murmured, moving back up and claiming her lips.

The first kiss was tentative, his lips brushing against hers in a slow dance before they both took the plunge. Noelle parted her legs to accommodate him, wounding her arms around his neck as she opened her mouth to deepen the kiss.

“So beautiful and you were mine all along,” he murmured.

“Yes,” she whispered fervently, her mind foggy with desire. She was enveloped by warmth and spice—his maddening scent that filled her with euphoria. “I’ve always been yours.”

So lost to the sensations she barely realized what was happening, or the fact that his erection was nestled right between the folds of her sex, bumping against her clit every time he rocked against her. She tightened her legs around him, wanting more of that exquisite pleasure. Every little movement excited her further, her nerves bundling tight as she neared her release.

So close… She was so close.

Yet just as she was about to reach that peak, he angled his hips, reaching between them to adjust the head of his cock at her entrance. There was a burning sensation as he pushed forward before he thrust fully into her.

Noelle cried out, but it was out of pain, not pleasure.

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