The Alpha’s Little Rogue

Chapter 155

Chapter 155

Raphael's POV Now that the long overdue conversation is out of the way, it's time to move on to other important things. Things like, how many times can I make Daphne scream my name within an hour? I'm going to go with four. Curling my hands around her waist, I effortlessly pick her off the sofa and plop her sweet little ass on my lap. My hard cock presses against the soft curve of her ass and suddenly, I'm thankful that I wore sweatpants today. My hand presses against the small of her back as I claim her bow-shaped lips. These goddamn lips are going to be what will end me.

The rate at which I always find myself fantasizing and thinking about them is alarming.

Daphne moans into the kiss and her fingers plays with the hairs on my nape in a way that makes me wonder if she even realizes that she's doing it.

My hand on her waist slipped under her shirt and closed around one soft perfect breast. I roll her nipple between my thumb and index until it turns into a pebble and has Daphne's writhing on my lap.

She puts her legs on either side of me, straddling me and I lose my head as she rocks into me. I groan as she does that sweet little movement with her hip again. Then I'm gripping her hip and helping her out. This will be so much better without our clothes on.

As soon as that thought enters my head, I started working on making it a reality. My hands grip her shirt and she lifts her hands over her head, assisting me in taking it off her delectable body. It's a crime to have a body as beautiful as Daphne's covered underneath these dull clothes. And I'm about to remedy that wrong.

"Take off the bottom of your pajama"" I whisper against her lips and watch as she gets off my lap and slides the offending pieces of garment down her legs, leaving her naked. Deciding to join her, I shrug off my shirt and quickly slide my trousers down my legs. I quickly pull out the condoms I brought along from the back pocket and add the trousers to the rising pile of clothes on the floor.

Daphne hops back into my lap, straddling my thighs again and effectively pressing her sex against my pulsing hard dick.

head falls back on the sofa. I would give anything to take

I desire. I just have to win her

her hand, I place a hand on her hip to

out through my

slides back until she's

clench my fist to stop myself from taking over. I want to know what she's like when she's in control and

ready to

get that experience.

blushes so prettily but grips the base of my cock and holds

gasp and I

than twenty-four hours since I was last inside her but I missed this feeling I already. There

me," I force out through the tightness in my

cock and then sinks. Unable to stop myself, I grope her ass cheeks and help her out by slamming her down while also lifting and joining her mid-thrust. We set a pace that soon has us groaning and moaning. My head lowers to Daphne's neck and I kiss

I close my lips around a tight nipple while I keep thrusting up into her. Her fingers slide into my hair, pushing my face against her nipple, asking for

she tightens around me and increases her pace. Her grip on my hair tightens

back arches as he grinds her sex on my cock, forfeiting her thrusts for