Rafael
-What the fuck was wrong with him?-
He could have sent his most trusted men instead of going himself. But the thought of Angelina in danger made him sick to his stomach. It doesn't matter she knew how to take care of herself. He just needed to know she was safe.
Of course, she was tia Juanita's niece and it was his responsibility to take care of each member of his household. Rafael tried to rationalize his actions.
And it has nothing to do with her hot kisses and even hotter-than hell luscious body, right?
Who was he fooling? He wanted the woman underneath him, on top of him or whatever way he could fuck her and slake his lust. He just wanted her. Period.
Five bulletproof SUVs in total. Almost at the town's center, people turned and stopped what they're doing to look at their procession of black tinte
MATURE CONTENT 18+Angelina Her heart was beating too fast for comfort, not believing she could be this bold. She had just propositioned Rafael for a night of hot sex. "You can still leave, Angelina." His deep velvety voice made her shudder. "Once I joined you on that bed, I won't let you go until I made you cum screaming my name. Until I filled your pussy to the brim." Her legs clenched at his words. "I expect no less from you, Patrón." His eyes narrowed. "Are you protected?" "You mean you don't want me to get pregnant?" She asked. Her voice was breathless. He scowled. "I don't have condoms." "I had the shots." She was given one by a physician months ago at the hospital when they removed her stitches. "And I am clean. I haven't fucked anyone for a long time. I haven't had sex without protection
AngelinaHis dark eyes smoldered under their heavy lids, he continued to watch his fingers dancing and spreading her wetness. Between her swollen labia, her slit shimmered pink and inviting, her clit peeking out from under its hood at the top. Above her waist, her abs quivered. And above them, her breasts swayed gently upon her chest, the engorged nipples hard atop the luscious mounds. She knew where this was going and the anticipation was killing her.Spreading her legs wider, his broad shoulder taking the weight of her limbs, his rough thumbs open her labia exposing her slit to his hungry gaze.She watched his breath bated as he slowly lowered his face and inhaled the sweet scent of her arousal lustily.Hovering an inch or so from her, he stuck out his tongue and dipped it into her slit at the bottom. Then he slowly drew it upward brushing past her opening swiping across her clit.
Rafael Rafael woke to the sensation of a warm female body snuggled against his. And he knew, without even thinking who she was. He tried to tell himself that it was because he had not had a female companionship for years and she was the only woman he was attracted to since he came home but he knew he was lying to himself. Normally, after he'd had taken what he needed from a woman, he wanted them gone. Or he was gone. They were never allowed to sleep in his townhouse or his hacienda, especially on his bed. He didn't even bother to know their names. Nor remember their faces. But tonight his knowledge was instinctive. He knew who she was. He knew her name. Why wouldn't he? She turned his nightmares away. The satiation blanketing him was astounding. He had never been this satisfied before. He had collapsed on top of her. Wrung out. She didn't seem to min
The TzarinaBeau Anderson-Vasiliy -Just like clockwork!- And don't forget demanding. Authoritarian. And dictatorial to boot. The both of them. Her breasts ached. A clear signal he was very hungry. Glancing at the grandfather clock in her bedroom, she grimaced. It was only 5 AM. Perfect! Noticing the other side of the mammoth bed empty, she sighed. Once more, her husband beat her to it. They would play and coo until their baby boy asked for something else other than his attention. Beau has something his father lacks. Milk. She smirked. Any second now. Her eyes trained on the heavy door, she waited. A few seconds later, she watched the men of her life approached the bed where she laid on her side facing them. The thin strap of her silk gown slid
(Rafael's Angel) He delivered beyond her wildest expectations. He made her tremble. He made her feel so much. She said she will only need him once. Just one time. One night of passion will be enough for her. The tender way he made love to her at dawn, like a phantom lover claiming her, was the deal-breaker. -Did he know he made her feel like she was the only woman for him?- His actions were the exact opposite of his words from last night. No commitment. No strings attach. Totally bullshit. All that had transpired were unexpected and not a part of her carefully laid plans. Her world was tilted out of its axis. She was supposed to be gone in a few days. Taking a deep, almost constricted breath, she leaned her forehead on the mirror reflecting her troubled expression, her eyes closed tightly, cheeks fl
'I know you love fuckin' meI can tell by the way you in love with meYou can't get enough of me, yeahWell, I guess it's lookin' like you stuck with me' 'I hypnotize you with this pussy, now you feel like you can fly.' -Jhene Aiko- RafaelMature Content 18+ Every fiber in his body wanted him to deny her. Deny this. Whatever this was. Why the fuck couldn't he? He had never been driven by lust before. For him, it was a necessary evil he could go with or without. With his angel...puta! He craved her like oxycodone. A dangerous drug for his pain. For his shattered soul. F
Rafael Satisfied he had wound her arousal once more,he pulled his finger from her pussy. Shifting around, he sat back on the couch, his hands reaching for the sides of her panties. Drawing them down her legs he watched her beautiful sex being revealed. Her swollen labia shined wetly, her opening at the center, gaping and visible. Her surrounding flesh was puffy, red, and glimmering, the little patch of soft, downy fur at the top shimmering with her juices as well. Pulling the panties off, he tossed them aside. His hand then reached for her, cupping her pelvis, his fingers delving into the wetness of her slit once again, one of them pushing into her. He began to pump his finger at her, pump it in and out of her. He watched the digit entering her again and again, watched her lips wrap around it, cling to it. Her hips rose, giving her body to the digit. She lay there, her hips humping upon the couch, while he fin
Dinara Their lovemaking culminated in his bed. Replete, sore, and utterly satisfied, she was dead to the world until he woke her up to serve her a warm plate of steak and potatoes. Lo and behold El Patron knew how to cook. A man of many talents, she was satisfied on every level. Rafael was a wonderful lover. The feelings he evoked through his touches made his emotions towards her so obvious even a blind man could see. With not so many words spoken between the two of them, she let him be. Silence was their solace. Understanding what was happening, she laid plaint in his arms and let him explore her as he had wish until the early hours of dawn. Until they were both wrung out and fell asleep in each other's arms. "I want more of these before you leave." Surprise, she looked up at him. Her eyes hooded, hiding behind her thick lashes, she observed her lover. His words hurt. A lot. Despite the emotions he had shown while he ma