Isabella didn’t know how they ended up like this, one moment, she was confronting him. The next, she was trapped between his body and the cold wall of their bedroom, his lips claiming hers with an intensity that left her breathless, she resist but her body betrayed her, her hands gripped his shirt, pulling him closer instead of pushing him away. His fingers dug into her waist, molding her against him like he was trying to eat her.
Rafael pulled back slightly, his breath fanning against her lips. “You drive me insane, Isabella.” Her chest rose and fell rapidly. “Then let me go.”
His grip tightened. “Never.”
Before she could respond, he carry over his shoulder just like a sack, carrying her toward the bed.
A gasp escaped her lips as he smack her and mutter”isa I’m going to punish you tonight for disobeying me” He throw her on the bed, his weight pressing down on her a second later.
“You don’t fight fair,” she whispered as he tied her wrist to be bed frame securing it tightly, he smirked, running a finger down her cheek, tracing the curve of her jaw. “Neither do you.” His lips crashed into hers again, and this time, there was no hesitation, no restraint, only raw hunger. Isabella knew this was dangerous, the pleasure he gave her and how the dominant her on bed and knew he’s dangerous..
His hands roamed her body, claiming, possessing she realized something far worse, she didn’t want him to stop, she want him so much, Rafael’s fingers slid beneath the straps of her dress, pushing them down her shoulders, his lips followed, trailing heated kisses down her collarbone marking her, his breath hot against her skin. He peeled the fabric lower, exposing her bare breasts to the cool air, his eyes darkened as he took her in, his thumb brushing over her n****e, making her shudder “perfect,that’s my good girl” he murmured watching her reaction before his mouth replaced his fingers, sucking her into the heat of his mouth, a gasp escaped her, her back arching as he flicked his tongue over the sensitive peak. His free hand trailed lower, gliding down her stomach, dipping beneath the hem of her dress.
“Rafael,” she breathed, struggled against his tie.. He groaned against her skin, his hand slipping between her thighs, finding her already wet for him.
His fingers teased her c**t, stroking, spreading the slick heat before thrusting inside “f**k,” he muttered, curling his fingers, stroking her in slow, deliberate movements. “You’re soaking for me.” she bit her lip, her body trembling beneath his touch, his fingers moved faster hitting her g-spot causing her to cried out “untie me rafeal”, he laugh and resume rubbing circles against her sensitive bundle of nerves, driving her closer to the edge.
“Come for me,” he ordered, his voice dark, commanding, a moan tore from her throat as pleasure consumed her, eyes rolled up and mouth wet with saliva, her body tightening, pulsing around his fingers but Rafael didn’t stop, he pushed her through it, dragging out every last wave of pleasure before pulling his fingers from her, slick and glistening, he brought his fingers to her face as he sucked them clean, his gaze locked on hers
“You taste like sin,” he murmured then he was shove his pant down, freeing himself.
Her breath caught at the sight of his thick angry red tip, hard, already leaking pre c*m for her. He gripped his length, stroking it as her eyes fix on his c**k “like what you see?”
“Tell me you want this,” he demanded, rubbing it against her slick entrance, teasing her.
Her heart pounded, She want to hesitate but she didn’t “Yes,” she whispered.
His control snapped, parting her thigh roughly and untie her hand “ good choice cause even you didn’t want it, I will still f**k you”
Then he grip her face and locking his gaze on her so he won’t miss any of her reaction and thrust into her in one deep, claiming stroke, stretching her, filling her completely. A sharp cry escaped her lips, her nails digging into his back as he gave her a second to adjust.
Then he started moving slowly at first, drawing out every inch before slamming back in, hitting deep, making her gasp. But his patience didn’t last his thrusts turned rough, desperate, pounding into her with a force that left her breathless “ahh please slow down rafeal” she pleased him
The room filled with the sound of their bodies slapping, her moans and his ragged breaths “Mine,” he growled against her lips
“Say it” f*****g her roughly ignoring her please
“Yours,” she gasped, her body tightening around him
His fingers found her cl*t, rubbing in time with his thrusts, pushing her over the edge again. She shattered beneath him, pleasure tearing through her as he followed, his cums spilling deep inside her..
But Rafael wasn’t done yet , he flipped her onto her stomach his hands gripping her hips, pulling her onto all fours “stay just like that,” he ordered..
She barely had time to catch her breath and he was inside her again, thrusting even deeper from behind, the new angle had her crying out, gripping the sheets as he took her harder, faster, his hands guiding her hips up to meet his every strokes.
“f**k, Isabella,” he groaned, one hand sliding up her spine pressing her down so her cheek was against the mattress, the loss of control, the raw possession in his touch it made her dizzy, His grip tightened in her hair, pulling her head back, forcing her to arch beneath him..
“You feel so good,” he beathes, his lips brushing her ear. “You were made for me to f**k my angel, her body trembled, another climax rushing over her, leaving her shaking in his arms and her hand covering her mouth to stifle her moans.
He pulled out suddenly, flipping her onto her back again, placing her legs on his shoulder, his weight pressing her into the bed as he thrust inside her once more, slow and deep, making her feel every inch of him.
“One more,” he murmured, his lips tracing her jaw. “You can give me one more.” she whimpered, her nails scraping down his arms as he moved with long, deep thrusts, drawing her closer to the edge again he didn’t stop, didn’t let her rest
He kept her up all night changing positions, taking her over and over again, until she had nothing left to give and tired to keep her eyes open, Isabella lost count of how many times Rafael took her, how many times he made her tremble beneath him, how many times she gasped his name in the dark he devoured her slowly, roughly, possessively until she had nothing left to give….. Their intimacy lasted all night.
In the morning, the first light of morning crept through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room.
Her body ached, exhausted from his relentless hunger, but Rafael wasn’t done even in sleep, he held her tight, his fingers grip her breasts and his arms cross her bare waist, his breath warm against her skin.
She should have felt disgusted but all she felt was conflicted, she turned slightly watching his peaceful expression, he looked different like this calm, almost gentle and look at lot younger. It was a stark contrast to the man who had spent the night consuming her like an addiction he couldn’t escape.
Her heart clenched this wasn’t love, it was obsession, she tried to move, but his grip tightened, “don’t” His voice was thick with sleep, but his hold was firm.
She swallowed hard “I need to get up.”
His eyes opened slowly, dark and unreadable. “Stay”
She hesitated, if she stayed, she was letting him win and if she left, she was running from a battle she wasn’t ready to fight.
“I have things to do,” she murmured.
His jaw clenched “Cancel them”
She sighed, attempting to pry his hand away “You can’t control everything, Rafael”
His fingers tightened around her wrist “Watch me”
A chill ran down her spine, this was the man she marry the man who refused to let her go.
And worst of all she wasn’t sure if she wanted him to…