T his woman is going to be the absolute death of me, and I wouldn’t change a thing.
“Rafael,” she whispers.
I pause. “I’m over a decade older than you, Venezia.”
She shakes her head. “I don’t care.”
I lean down and bite her ear. She jolts in my hold.
“You are closer in age to my younger brother than me.” I need to know if she is as serious as me, if she burns and comes to life by my touch as I do to hers.
“Good thing I love older men,” she whispers, looking up at me with doe eyes.
She bites her lips and lifts her hips, rolling them over my covered cock. A hiss falls from my lips.
“Vene—”
She grabs my face and slams her lips to mine, effectively shutting me up.
A chuckle escapes me.
“What do you want, my love?” I whisper, leisurely making circles, dipping and removing my finger, teasing her until she is writhing with need and want under me.
“Stop teasing me,” she grumbles.
She grips my hair so tightly that tingles of pain prickles across my head, but I welcome it.
I pick her up as she’s coming down from her high. Her legs and arms wrap around me, and I head upstairs to the master bedroom.
“You deserve better than a sofa.” I watch where I am going, but I can feel Venezia’s piercing eyes on me.
She gazes so deeply into me that the force of it makes me look at her. Her hair is down, a little ruffled, yet it doesn’t detract from her beauty. There is a soft pleasant smile on her face as she slowly runs her fingers through my hair.
Leaning forward, she snuggles against me while I make my way up the stairs.
Soft lips close around my pulse, and I almost trip.
Fuck.
She nibbles softly, kissing and biting but still keeping her softness.
“Venezia,” I groan, and she hums in response.
I speed up the rest of the way, slamming open the door and placing her on the bed. She untangles herself from me and settles on the bed below me, her hair splayed, a cheeky smile on her face, and her hands reaching for me.
“Kiss me, Rafael.” Her eyes are fixed on my lips, but my heart feels like it’s going to shatter with how hard it is drumming inside of me.
I kiss her. I kiss her until she is breathless. I kiss her until she is mine.
Crawling between her legs, I pull them apart and grasp the back of her neck and lift her, kissing her deeper.
Her hands roam down my chest. They run over every part of me, desperate for me.
My muscles tighten under her touch.
Her hands push at my shirt, then it’s gone. She grasps the hem of my trousers, and I get rid of them, too, until I am in nothing, and her own clothes are gone, leaving her in just her underwear and bra.
Keeping her eyes on me, she unhooks her bra and slowly takes it off her, revealing her pink peaks. She throws it behind me and smirks when my fingers hook under her underwear.
She lifts her hips, and I slide them off, holding my breath.
With a finger under my chin, she lifts my face and draws it closer to her until my lips brush against hers.
Her lips wrap around my top one just as I line myself up to her.
“Condom,” she mutters against my lips and I instantly stop.
“Fuck, sorry,” letting her go, I head over to my jeans grab my wallet to grab one.
“You were ready, weren’t you?” She giggles from the bed.
“With a woman like you in my arms, I didn’t want to disappoint in case we did fuck,” I explain, getting back on the bed. She loops her arms around my neck watches me.
“I’m clean,” I whisper.
“As am I,”
I smirk shaking my head. I nudge her with the tip of my cock. Her breath hitches, and she pulls away, but I capture her lips once more.
“Keep kissing me, baby. Let me make it good for you,” I whisper.
Her hands slide into my hair, and she lifts her chest just as I push deeper.
“Just touching you has me breathless. Imagine what I feel knowing I am about to own and keep a part of you,” I hoarsely whisper.
Her eyes shut tightly when I press forward, and she cries out when I bottom out, fully inside her.
“Breathe, baby.” I run my knuckles down her cheeks, clearing away the tears that have spilled out.
She opens her eyes, and I am gone .
Her eyes stay on me while she’s tries to regain her breath. They stay on me while her fluttering warmth beckons me to move, but I hold still.
“Your poisonous lips, your foxy eyes, and your rosy cheeks. Oh, how has no one fallen crazy in love with you yet, Venezia?” Because I might be starting to.
She grins, her eyes instantly sparkling.
“Are you?” She runs a finger down my cheek, softly pushing my face to the side.
I chuckle, letting my chest flatten against her. My lips flutter over her bursting pulse that throbs.
“Right now, I am more than ready to fuck you senseless.”
Pulling out, I thrust back in.
Again. And again, until I am pounding into her.
And it’s not long till I go for round two, with her on her all fours.