Page 70 of The Moral Dilemma


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“Again,” he demanded, so she complied, scooping more blood and feeding it to him.

“You’re truly mine,” he murmured. “Only ever mine.”

She nodded, lost in his mesmerizing gaze.

“Only ever yours,” she echoed.

“I’m a fucking lucky bastard.” He smiled, a boyish grin that made her heart flutter. “But you still didn’t answer my question. Did you come?”

Noelle paused, not knowing how to answer. Her first instinct was to lie since she didn’t want to hurt his ego. It was clear they were both inexperienced and she didn’t want him to feel inadequate. But before she could muster a reply, he saw the truth in her expression.

“You didn’t,” he said with a disappointed sigh. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t. I’ve read articles, you know. Very few women come the first time they have sex.”

“I don’t care about other women. I care aboutyou. And my woman needs to come,” he drawled confidently.

Noelle’s pulse picked up at the fact that he called her his woman. How many times had she dreamed about that?

She didn’t get to dwell on that thought though as she suddenly found herself sprawled on her back, with Raf between her spread legs.

“Tell me what feels good,” he told her, laying a kiss at the top of her mound. Before she could make any sound, he grabbed her ass, nuzzling his face between her legs.

Slowly, he kissed his way up her inner thigh, licking the residual blood before finally putting his mouth on her—there.

“Oh,” she yelped, startled by the ticklish feel of his tongue against her.

“I promise I’ll make it better,” he whispered, blowing air onto her battered sex. “I hurt you, didn’t I? I hurt my woman, but now I’ll lick it better,” he said right as he flicked his tongue over her clit.

“Raf,” Noelle moaned, surprised at the sensation.

She’d made herself come before with her fingers, and only by thinking about him and imagining fucking him. But his warm mouth devouring her sex was unlike anything she’d ever experienced.

“You like this, don’t you?” he murmured lovingly as he licked her slowly—agonizingly slow. He took his time with her, building up the anticipation as she started bucking on the floor, mindless and at his mercy.

“Yes. Oh, yes. I like it a lot,” she cried out.

He wrapped his lips around her clit, sucking it into his mouth.

Noelle’s eyes snapped open, her mouth forming an o just as her body started shaking uncontrollably.

“Raf… Raf… Raf…” she chanted mindlessly as she writhed under him.

Even when she’d made herself come before, it had never been this fast, or this powerful. As her walls clenched with the power of her release, she found herself tittering between a state of consciousness and unconsciousness.

He continued to lick her languidly, his finger probing at her entrance.

“I’ve never seen something prettier in my entire life,” he said reverently as he played with the mix of their releases. “I’m in you,” he whispered, laying a kiss atop her clit. “I’m inside of you, Noelle.”

She felt the weight of his words to her soul, and lifting her arms, she urged him to come closer, hug her, so she could feel him skin to skin—so she could realize it wasn’t a dream.

He moved slowly up her body, still peppering her with kisses until he finally reached her mouth. She opened for him, tasting herself and him—tastingthem.

“You’re still hard,” she murmured against his lips as she felt his erection poking her against her stomach.

He shook his head.

“It’s the drug,” he whispered. “I’m almost always in a near state of arousal because of it.”

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