Page 181 of Love Unwritten
Using my index finger, he traces over my slit, back and forth slowly until I’m quivering.
“Hm. You seem to like that, so I’ll have to think of a new punishment instead.”
I shudder as he slips the tips of our fingers inside. “Maybe this.”
My head drops back, a groan slipping past my lips as he pumps both our fingers in unison. I tremble with every thrust, and a deep pressure builds in my lower half.
He makes a noise of discontent. “Nope. That’s not going to work either. You’re enjoying that too much.”
“Keep trying new things. I’m sure you’ll figure it out eventually.” My body shakes as he drags both our hands toward my clit. It aches as he pinches it, and my hips buck from the sharp pulsing sensation deep in my belly.
“Good idea.” His deep chuckle makes my insides throb. He yanks on my underwear and throws it to the ground on top of my shorts. My lips part, but my protest dies as Rafael swings my right leg over his shoulder before doing the same with my left.
He grips my ass and pulls me closer to his face. His hold is possessive. Demanding. So damn hot, my skin feels like it might catch fire. Perhaps it already is, because I am sweating and he hasn’t even tasted me yet.
My thighs press against the sides of his head as he drags his nose across my center and takes a deep breath.
My cheeks flame at the sound of his sharp inhale, but my embarrassment quickly morphs into arousal as his tongue flicks out.
“Rafael.” His name is nothing but a moan as I grip his hair.
He groans against me, sending a pleasant vibration straight to my clit. I sneak a glance at him, only to freeze when I find his eyes glued to mine. Our gazes remain locked as he leans forward and flicks his tongue along my center, collecting my arousal with a satisfied hum.
My brain has officially short-circuited, and I’m too lost in a haze of lust to care.
Rafael seems to feel the same, with his eyes shutting as he stakes his claim on me. His strokes are lazy at first, driving me to madness as he takes his sweet time learning what I like. Every quiver, gasp, and buck of my hips seems to encourage him, and he becomes a master of my body in no time, drawing out my pleasure to the point of tears, only to deny me my release.
Anytime I get close, he pulls back, making me progressively more frustrated with every delayed orgasm.
“I think I found my new punishment.”
“Fuck off.”
“Why would I do that when I’d much rather fuck you instead?” His tongue plunges inside me again as he resumes his torture.
Minutes pass, and he shows no sign of stopping.
“Rafael,” I beg with tears in my eyes as he sinks a single finger inside me.
“Again.” He flicks his tongue against my clit before sucking, and my pelvis presses harder against his face.
“Rafael. Please.”
“Mi estrella.”
My heart bursts at the term of endearment.
His pace switches from explorative to punishing as he adds a second finger and pumps. His tongue quickly joins, sliding over my clit before he sucks hard enough to make me jolt.
Stars blaze to life behind my eyelids, temporarily blinding me as I come with a cry.
Rafael doesn’t stop stroking, licking, and sucking until I’m limp and panting beneath him. Carefully, he places my legs back on the bed before crawling behind me and pulling me into his chest. His cock presses against my ass, but when I suggest doing something about it, he tells me he just wants to enjoy the moment.
He gives me cosquillas, and I nod off for ten minutes before we head back to the house, just in case Nico wakes up.
Rafael drags me into his room, claiming he wants to cuddle, and I don’t bother denying him.
Tomorrow, I will need to begin the process of moving out, but tonight…