Fourteen

To be honest and in danger of sounding like a sex-starved, suddenly lust-crazed man—that described him right down to his silk underwear—Raph had walked into Legend's room with a little part of him hoping she'd say those words.

Sure, 98% had come for the comfort because a fire, no matter how small, was scary as fuck. But the other 2%, yeah, it had other ideas.

Still, he hesitated, not wanting Legend to think that the only reason he'd come to see her was to poke her with his magic wand. Meanwhile, the magic wand mentioned earlier was perilously close to making the seams on his jeans disappear by creating a huge, fat hole through them.

Legend misunderstood his silence.

"Shit," she sighed. "That came out all wrong. What I meant to say was would you kiss me, Raph?"

Much as he'd loved hearing Legend go all bossy on him, the polite manner in which she'd made that request brought out the beast in him.

"Only if you beg." He growled, suddenly rolling them over so he was on top, his legs in between hers, his eyes looking into her soul.

"You know I hate begging." She breathed.

Raph smirked down at her.

"Before this night's over, I'll have you on your knees, sweetheart."

"Technically, it's morning, so—" her smart mouth was silenced when he brutally took it, kissing her hotly. How could she taste so good? was the only thought running through his mind as he tasted her sweetness. It wasn't supposed to be like this, this fire raging in him that was threatening to burn them down.

Raph had never felt this way before. But then, he'd never loved so hard before.

The tempo changed from hard and fast to slow and sweet and Raph felt his dick swelling in his jeans.

He broke the kiss off, resting his forehead on hers and willed his body to slow down before he brought back Teenage Raph who couldn't kiss a girl without coming in his pants.

Legend was having none of that because God help him, The woman loved giving him pain. She whimpered in the protest, the sound fucking with his mind, and ground her hot core against his bulge "Shit!" Raph cursed and bit down hard on his hand.

"I need you, Raph." She moaned, still working herself against him. The friction of their clothes only made the contact delicious.

"I want you too, baby. But we have to slow down. I want to give you everything, make this night last, make it special. "

"I've got you. What's more special than that?" She smiled at him, and in that minute, he felt a surge of boundless love for his beautiful Legend, who had been through a lot, who was trusting him to give her the loving she deserved. And he was going to more than deliver on that because she was all his. He wanted to mark her.

Putting his mouth to her neck, he bit and sucked, the result being her writhing and moaning his name.

"Say my name, again."

"Raph, please, do something."

Whatever the lady wants, the lady gets. He helped her take her sleep shirt off, his lips going back for hers.

He broke away from her, leaning back on his hunches to observe what he'd just unveiled.

And what a sight.

Her perky breasts moved with each deep breath she took, and he stared at them until those cherry-red nipples tightened.

"You're so perfect." Were the murmured words said with so much awe.

"I need you." She repeated, reaching for him and pulling him back on her.

"Tell me what you want." I'd literally do anything for you.

Legend whimpered, a sexy sound that sent signals straight to his groin.

"I need you. I just need you. I want you on me."

He slid down her body slowly until he was eye level with her breasts that were begging for his mouth.

"That's not enough," he whispered to her boobs. "You're gonna have to be specific."

Then, he stopped talking and put his mouth on her.

Legend was dead.

If she wasn't, she was going to be dying soon.

Raph was trying to kill her. This must be payback for all the teasing when he had been stung by a bee on the ass months back.

Truth was, she didn't know if she wanted him to stop. No, scratch that, she never wanted him to stop.

His mouth was wet and hot on her nipple and her body bowed off the bed when he sucked hard. The pleasure was so much that it was too much but not enough. Yup, she was no longer making sense. A small price to pay for Raph's frustratingly good tongue.

He continued to torment her, and she continued to wish he would head lower. Like he read her mind, he released her nipple with a loud pop and took it between his thumb and forefinger.

"You still haven't said anything." He spoke idly. More doing, less talking, Perdome.

"Whaa???"

"You haven't told me what you want from me."

A kiss to her navel.

"Do you want me to eat your pussy out until you're begging me to stop?"

Then, a flick of his tongue.

"Suck on your clit, lick up your juices?"

He looked her in the eye.

"Or do you want me to fuck that sweet pussy of yours till you're cross eyed?"

Legend shivered involuntarily. She'd changed her mind; more talking, more doing.

"Legend."

His eyes were feral, and he looked at her like he wanted to devour her. She should've been afraid. The change from could-never-hurt-a-fly Raph to Alpha Raph was startling. But she loved it, gloried in the fact that she could make a man like him lose control.

So, she talked back.

"Everything, Raph. I want everything." Legend confessed, running her hand all over his gorgeous body, over his muscled back, past those washboard abs lower until she met leather.

"I want you so deep in me, I can feel you when you're gone. I'm tired of running. Take me."

A look of triumph flashed across his features briefly before he stood up and started stripping. She sat up because she didn't want to miss any part of the show. Every piece of clothing he took off was like an epiphany to her. She learned that he had pecs made to rival superman, abs that not even Christian Bale's Batman could rival, a dick that was bigger than any Aquaman-cosplaying pornstar she'd ever seen.

She'd seen big packages before but Lord, this one was huge. It slapped against his belly when he released it from the surely restraining confines of his briefs.

"Is that gonna fit?" Even as she asked that question, her mouth watered.

"It will, you were made for me, I know it."

When he talked dirty, it was hard to not want him. When he said such sweet things however, it was difficult to not love him.

His entire body made the bed dip when he crawled back in, immediately taking her into his arms like he'd missed her too much. She didn't mind. In fact, she welcomed him back all too enthusiastically with a kiss that said get in me, now.

Raph had other ideas, he made a beeline for her shorts, not even bothering to yank them all off, he was that much in a hurry.

He then parted her legs and stared at her for a very long time. Legend could feel every year pass by as he stared and stared and stared.

"I wonder," he murmured, "If you you'll taste as sweet as you look or as spicy as you are. Maybe, you'll taste like both sugar and spice." He flicked a thumb over her clit.

Her back arched so straight, she felt like she would have back pain tomorrow.

"Raph." His name was like a prayer on her lips.

"Why don't I find out."

She almost wept with relief when his tongue finally gave her pussy a good, long lick from top to bottom. Twining her fingers into his hair, she rigged with her eyes scrunched close, wishing he'd get the memo.

He did, opening her wide with his fingers and eating her out like he'd been starving. He wrung out so many orgasms from her, alternating between finger fucking her while sucking her clit into his mouth and lapping gently at her cunt.

"Please, Raph, I can't take it anymore." She cried after the she'd just orgasmed for the fifth time and Raph was still on her.

"Yes, you can." He commanded before he wrapped a hand around her throat and squeezed. Legend had thought she'd never liked choking but with Raph, she liked everything. She could feel herself edging towards the peak again, her thighs quivering before tightening around Raph's head.

"If you come for me one more time, I'll give you this cock anyhow you can take it. You want this big cock in that tight cunt, don't you, you greedy girl?"

The mouth on this man had her spiraling over the cliff, coming so hard, she could've sworn she was in Nirvana, floating away to the afterlife peacefully.

She heard the tear of a foil before Raph settled back between her legs and nudged her knees apart. Then, without ever looking way from her, he entered inch by inch until his balls rested heavily against her sensitive hole.

She broke eye contact first because she just had to close her eyes to relish the feeling of being filled by Raph. It was like a slice of heaven. They fit perfectly, just like he'd promised.

She moved against him, trying to get him to move but that got a groan out of him.

"You OK?"

"You're so tight, baby. God."

She flushed pleasurably as she tightened her walls around him. That made him to moan again and mutter something about her being pure evil.

"I haven't done this in two years." She wouldn't let her uncertainty show.

"That's good. Else, I would've had to hunt down the lucky bastards if there had been any."

He started moving, slowly at first then, at her urging, quicker and quicker, the slap of flesh against flesh loud in the room.

Legend dug her fingernails into his back and held on for dear life as Raph continued to plough into her.

She could feel the wave coming again.

"Raph, I don't know if I can—"

He kissed her to silence her, his tongue thrusting hard and fast, mimicking the actions of his penis while his hands found her clit and rubbed rhythmically.

"Say my name."

"Raph, Raph, Raph, Raph." She chanted "Who's driving you crazy? Tell me, sweetheart."

"You are." Legend whimpered. She would be ashamed later by the wanton sounds coming from her but for now, she was concentrating on coming again.

"Come for me." He gripped her neck gently and squeezed again.

She hadn't thought she could orgasm again but immediately, Raph whispered that to her, she let go, screaming his name. She felt hot, feverish and he kept on pounding, prolonging the orgasm until she had ridden the last wave. He thrust a few more times, before he stilled, roared and collapsed on her, exhausted.

She felt so sleepy, and she liked his weight on her. Putting her arms, around him, she sighed contentedly, inhaling his scent mixed with the smell of sweat and sex in the air.

There were so many things to say, but Legend was finding it hard existing after the amount of pleasure she had just received, talk more of speaking, so the speech she'd prepared would have to wait.

Rolling off her, he took her with him and curled up against him. She tucked her head in the crook of his elbow and yawned.

Raph chuckled

"I've worn you out, haven't I, princess? "

"A little." This yawn was jaw-cracking.

He chuckled again.

"Go to sleep."

Since she had become a stickler for obeying Raph, she did just that.

And missed the "I love you" whispered into the dark.