Chapter 153

Chapter 153

Daphne's POV Then his gaze turns serious as he throws two of the condoms onto the bedside table and holds onto one.

"Lie back," he gruff out.

As though controlled by his words, my back immediately connects with the bed.

Raphael holds the condom between his teeth and rips off the top.

Somehow, that act only has my legs clenching together.

I take in a deep breath and watch with wide eyes as he sheath his cock with the condom and lowers himself between my legs.

Like a harlot, I open my legs wider as he settles between them.

His hand slides down my body and stops on my sex, palming it before sliding a lone finger in. "Damn. You're so tight," he groans My fingers dig into his arms. "Raphael, please," I beg, not exactly knowing what it is that I'm begging for.

and

stops kissing me, I've forgotten what I was whining about. And when he starts kissing down my body, I almost forget my name because it feels that damn

the soft mattress as Raphael showers my body with open-mouthed kisses, licks, and sucks. I know that when I look at my body in the mirror tomorrow, I'm going to see several shades of marks. The sad thing is that I can't find it in me to be mad about that. Heck, I slightly tilt my head to the side to give

down my body and he doesn't stop going down until he gets to

slide into his hair and hold on as he presses his tongue against my sex and takes a long lick. My fingers in his hair tighten their hold and I have to hold

pull on his hair strands to try to grab his attention. "Rapheal, I want you," I beg, not caring about how pathetic or sex-starved I sound. I want my first orgasm

a while but then he starts kissing his way back up my body and

of his cock presses onto my pussy. My head tips down and I watch as he takes his cock in his hand and runs it through my wetness. My inside clenches and my limbs turn weak. "You're ready?" Raphael

question with a nod. My hands snake around his neck, pulling him closer to me as he slides in to the hilt in one go. I gasp just as he groans He stills within

his voice coarse and deep. Then he starts moving. It's just a little thrust of his hip but it has me moaning and digging my claws

his waist and my heels dig into his ass as he quickens

grips the back of my knees and places them on his shoulders. He lets loose

parted lips are gasps, moans and whines. Sex has never felt this... mind-blowing. Have I been doing it wrong

his teeth and softly biting it. Where did that endearment come from and does he even realize that he called

about a stupid nickname when Rapheal's cock is wreaking me in

I'll be off the cliff. That push comes in the form of Rapheal's teeth closing around my nipple

sex clamps around Rapheal's cock. My toes curl and my nails drag down his back, probably leaving scratch marks behind. "Fuck!" Raphael hollers and he gives one, two, three more thrusts before stilling within me as

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