Chapter 40 Their legs intertwined
Raphael’s skilled fingers toyed with her, pushing her right to the brink, then just as she was about to come undone, he’d pull her back and start all over. She felt like her entire body would disperse in their expert hands, she’d become nothing and everything at the same time.
She had no idea how much time had passed. It could have been a second and it could have been days. To her, it was the same. Her mind was a blank, an empty sheet of paper, as Raphael and Renwick filled it with an overpowering sense of pleasure. She never wanted it to end.
Finally, when she thought she could take it no longer, Raphael pushed her over the edge, his fingers having teased her enough, pressing that one perfect spot which exploded from somewhere deep inside of her. She felt like she was falling deeper and deeper down the rabbit hole, her eyes closed, her mind seeing nothing but shiny stars.
Her inner thighs twitched but Raphael’s hand gently pressed down on them, as Renwick kissed her sweaty forehead. Her lips were dry, she felt like she didn’t have a drop
to drink that day. When the release finally washed over her, the two guys switched positions and she could hear the sounds of two zippers being pulled down. She opened her eyes, and bit down on her lower lip.
She turned to the side, and saw Raphael pulling down his boxer shorts. His hard cock sprung before her, as an offering. The moment she reached to taste it, Renwick spread her legs and she could feel the tip pressing against her pussy lips. She was so wet, she wanted him to slide right in. Her body revealed her desires, as Renwick effortlessly flowed into her, thrusting hard and deep. His pushing expelled all the air out of her lungs, releasing a loud moan. He buried his head in her shoulder, biting on it gently. She leaned to the side, her hand grabbing at Raphael’s cock dangling before her face. She cupped it with her fingers, feeling it pulsate in her hands. Her lips kissed it softly, following the rhythm Renwick was setting, as he pumped into her.
Her mouth opened up, her tongue playing with Raphael’s pride and joy. She took it all in, as much as she could, kissing, sucking, biting at it gently. None of them was hesitating, even for a second. There was no time for that right now. The walls of her pussy were squeezing Renwick in, begging for release. Deep inside of her, Renwick came, his body twitching from his powerful, long-awaited orgasm. A second later, Raphael filled her mouth with his hot sticky cum, watching her reaction.
Then, as if on command, she came again, even harder than before, filled to the brim with their juices, screaming her orgasm loudly, their hands all over her, keeping her safe. She looked up at Renwick, then Raphael, with hooded eyes. She felt a sudden rush of exhaustion, as if all the strength was sucked out of her body, but at the same time, she was filled with a sense of satisfaction. They smiled at her. Renwick kissed her forehead
and Raphael landed a sweet kiss on her left temple.
Renwick rolled over, their three bodies now lying next to each other on the small bed. They pulled her close, their hands around her chest, around her hips, on her cheeks, her head in their arms, their legs intertwined.
Izabella closed her eyes. Yes, they were made for one another…When Izabella woke up the following morning, she saw that she was alone in the bed. She lifted her head, but the guys were nowhere to be seen. She frowned a little, thinking they could have at least said goodbye or something, instead of disappearing in the night. That wasn’t very nice.
Then again, it was probably just a fling for them. For her, it was the promise of something more, but if that’s how they wanted it, then of course, she would agree. Besides, it was probably for the better. She didn’t need any distractions. Her brother was alive and she needed to find him. Dante would be returning any day now. She’d finally meet him, face to face.
She was busy trying to convince herself that this really was for the better, when she noticed a message on her desk. She quickly got up, hope burning in the back of her mind, where she herself was barely aware of it. She grabbed it. It only contained a few words, but enough to put a huge smile on her face.
Had a great time. Let’s make it happen again. xoxo, R&R
She put it back on the desk and went to take a shower. She was humming some tune happily, excited about what had happened. Flashes of last night kept popping up in the cinema of her mind, and she even blushed a few times. She never considered herself good in bed, but with the two of them, she felt like everything she did was right. There were no mistakes. She was led by her heart, just like her mother taught her. There was no room for brain work last night.
All of a sudden, a loud knock was heard on the door. It was so loud that Izabella thought that someone was about to break the door down. She snorted, thinking whoever that was, couldn’t have picked a worse moment.
“Just a second!” she shouted, turning off the water, grabbing a towel and rushing towards the door.
When she opened it, she saw there was no one there. Her annoyance just went from a mild ten to a fuming ninety. She looked left, then right, but apart from a few students who gave her a cheerful wave or a weird look, there was no one else there. At least, no one who might have knocked on her door a second ago, so impatiently. Then, she looked down. There was a small, red, velvet box lying at her feet.
At first, she was apprehensive about picking it up. She had no idea what was inside or who might have left it.
Why would someone just leave it like that? Why wouldn’t they give it to her personally? It took her less than a minute to open the door. Were they that impatient or was it something else?
She swallowed heavily as she weighed in her mind what she should do. A part of her felt silly. After all, it was just a box. At least, it looked like just a box but, then again, who knew what was inside. It could have been anything. Maybe Dante sent her something?