Chapter 61

He shut the door and carried me to his bed, laying me down gently. He removed my shirt, noticing I wasn’t wearing a bra, and pinned my arms above my head, showering kisses on my neck. His warm kisses felt incredible, his tongue teasing and leaving marks all over. I intertwined my fingers with his, tilting my head back as he kissed down to my chest and then to my breasts.

He kissed and sucked on it, making my breathing quicken. He gently bit my nipple and kissed my stomach. He played with my shorts and kissed my waist as he took them off. He opened my legs and bit his lip. He teased me by kissing between my legs and lips and running his tongue over my wetness, then lowered his head even further as I felt his tongue inside me. He held my legs spread as I moaned as I saw his back muscles tense. He ate me like he hadn't seen me in forever while I enjoyed the sight of his back tattoo. Why is he so sexy? | put my hands in his hair and started riding his tongue. I rode out my orgasm on him, feeling him clean me with his tongue, and kissed him in replacement a few seconds later. I smiled and took his shirt off completely to reveal all of his tattoos.

I just needed some stress relief from what happened. I still have nightmares about it, but I haven't told Raffaele yet. I'm sure he noticed, but if he had he would have asked me about it. I placed my lips on his and brought my hands down to zip up his pants. As I was unbuttoning it, I was about to pull it out, but he stopped me. “So greedy,” he whispered. I didn't care. I needed him now. He grabbed my thigh and squeezed it a little, causing a whimper to escape my lips. He saw the desperation on my face, which made him laugh. He got up from the bed below and gestured with his finger for me to come upstairs. I walked over to him sitting in front of him and looked up. He pulled down his pants and everything, grabbed my hair and leaned my head back. “Is that what you want?” I asked. "Yes." I exhaled and bit my lip. He grinned, grabbed me by the neck and led me back onto the bed. When he got back on top he didn't break the kiss, but I felt his tip circling my clit. He teased me.

I was so engrossed in the kiss that I broke it when I felt him slam into me. I held on to the pillow with my head back as his thrusts became faster and faster. I felt tears welling up in my eyes because it immediately felt good. “Oh my God,” I finally said, wrapping my arms around him. He held my leg up, one leg down, and his other hand was on my throat. I felt like I was floating, like what I was feeling wasn't real. “You feel so fucking good, baby.” He grunted, choking me with his tattooed hand as he lifted my head. He giggled when he saw tears welling up in my eyes. Hearing how wet I was and him slamming into me was enough to make me cum. “Raffaele,” I screamed, wrapping my legs around him. "Please let me cum." 

"It's all yours, love, cum on it," he whispered, sending me over my limits. I moaned and felt my nails sink into his back. I couldn't even describe how good he felt. He knew all my places, his thrusts were so good and the cock felt unreal. "So fucking good." He grunted and kissed my lips. He broke the kiss and pulled away, hovering over me. He turned me around and picked me up. I leaned down on the bed and pressed myself against him. He felt himself opening my legs even wider. He grabbed my arms and pushed them behind my back as I felt a slap on my ass that made me hiss. He did it again, but this time it made me moan. I was so surprised that he slammed into my back as I moaned into the pillow.

He hit me so hard that the headboard moved and I felt dizzy. He pushed on my back, hitting my exact spot to push him off, but he just held my arms back, thrusting deeper into me each time. That feeling where it hurts so much but feels so good will put you in such a questionable position. "Raffaele." I groaned and felt him pull my hair and lift me up. “Who do you belong to?” he asked, putting his hand around my neck. I held him tightly and laid my head on his chest. “I can hear you,” he said, thrusting harder. I felt exactly how deep he was inside me in this position. “You, I belong to you.” I obeyed. "Good girl," was all he said and continued to beat me with my hair in his hand. “Fuck, you feel amazing,” he moaned as I felt my walls clenching around him and I could tell he was feeling his because he felt his cock twitch. I clung to the pillow with my whole face and heard him curse. "Don't you fucking dare." He said, "I can't." I whimpered as my walls closed even more. "Shit." He grunted as my body shook harder than ever before. My orgasm lasted a long time as Raffaeles spilled inside me. By now I was so exhausted and felt so full from all his cum inside me. He pulled out and kissed my back as I collapsed on the bed, drained of energy. I couldn't move or speak as much as I could. I lay there relaxing as Raffaele pulled me into his chest. "I'm going to give you a bath." He was about to get up, but I held on to his arm with what little strength I had.

pulled him back to the bed and cuddled him the next time he lay on his chest. I just wanted to lie with him for a few more minutes. “Not yet,” I said in a really hoarse voice and relaxed my body. He kissed my forehead and wrapped his arm around me. "Whatever you want," he assured.