The Alpha’s Little Rogue

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.

sex and I let out a whine

time he stops kissing me, I've forgotten what I was whining about. And when he starts kissing down my body, I

at my body in the mirror tomorrow, I'm going to see several shades of

he doesn't stop going down until he gets

my sex and takes a long lick. My fingers in his hair tighten their hold and I have to hold myself from closing my legs

hair strands to try to grab his attention. "Rapheal, I want you," I beg, not caring about

he meets my gaze. He looks indecisive for a while but then he starts kissing his way back up my body

tips down and I watch as he takes his cock in his hand and runs

slides in to the hilt in one go. I gasp just as he

he whispers, his voice coarse and deep. Then he starts moving. It's just a little thrust of

waist and my heels dig into

he grips the back of my knees and places them on his shoulders. He lets loose -pistoning in and out of me while leaning into me, nearly folding my

my parted lips are gasps, moans and whines. Sex has never felt this...

my earlobe between his teeth and softly biting it. Where did that endearment come from

I thinking about a stupid nickname when Rapheal's cock

feel my climax draw nearer. Just one push and I'll be off the cliff. That push comes in the form of Rapheal's teeth

my nails drag down his back, probably leaving scratch marks behind. "Fuck!" Raphael hollers and he gives one, two,