Rafael Barba X Reader Novels & Stories

Note: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEX SCENES THAT IS NOT ADVISABLE FOR READERS UNDER THE AGE OF 18 OR READERS WHO WON'T FANCY IT. ENJOY AS YOU READ! The chilling nature of his words made her wonder how a man could be so devilishly attractive. Looking into his eyes, she saw hunger, lust, desire, and an extremely enigmatic look. She felt her body craving him because she was unable to turn from his sight. “What do you feel?” Rafa Asked, as his lips sucked her earlobe very slowly and nicely.

“I don’t want to be with him.” My gaze lifted slowly, unwillingly, until it met his. Dark eyes. Cold. Bottomless. Unforgiving. Rafael’s stare pierced straight through me, sharp and unyielding, like he was peeling back layers of my soul, searching for something. fear, defiance, surrender. His face was calm, unreadable, yet the authority in his posture alone was suffocating. He stood tall, relaxed, as though my life wasn’t balanced on a single decision.

Chapter 67 Rafael didn’t sleep all night. He sat on the balcony of the guest room, staring at the dark sea, trying to understand Maitê. Trying to understand himself. Maybe if his masculine pride weren’t so wounded, he would have been able to think more clearly. But the image of her moaning for another man burned inside him like acid. Jealousy, anger, disappointment, and love tangled into a knot he couldn’t untie. When he heard footsteps on the stairs, he turned his head. It was her. Maitê was coming down slowly, still in her nightgown, her face marked by a sleepless night.

31. Meeting This chapter is dedicated to FALE...... Thank you for your support <3 RAFAEL'S POV: She looked beautiful, yet simple. Dressed in jeans and a tank top, her fresh face exuded a sense of relief that made all the difference. It was evident she was content in her own skin, and her minimal makeup only enhanced the natural glow of her skin.

Rafael says. His voice is steady, controlled, but there’s something coiled underneath it now. Something sharp. I reach for my phone with trembling fingers and unlock it. The image still sits there, obscene and violating. I don’t look at it again, I just hand him the phone. Rafè takes it without a word, and his eyes scan the screen once. Twice. His jaw hardens. He doesn’t flinch, doesn’t curse, or react the way a normal man would when shown something like that involving a woman under his roof.

His hands reached for her panties, sliding them down, then touching the most intimate parts of her that needed him the most. Milena gasped at the contact, her lips parting in ecstasy as he rubbed her swollen nub in a circular pattern. “Rafael,” she purred, jolting in response as he buried his face between her legs, savoring her taste that he missed so much. His large muscular arms wrapped around her legs. She bit her lips hard, spreading her legs further for more access and slamming herself onto his tongue that shoved in and out of her. “You're a bad girl; you know that?” Rafael said from between her legs, gazing up at her.

"I'm not feeling great, babe. Maybe just you go." "Come on, it'll be fun! You've been cooped up all week." He was already grabbing his jacket, his mind made up. … The bar was loud and packed. Through the crowd, I saw him immediately. Rafael was at a high-top with two other guys from Mark's college crew. He was laughing at something, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. Then he saw us. Saw me. His laughter died. Our eyes locked across the room, and a bolt of pure, undiluted tension crackled between us. It was like the crowd melted away.

Oh I will definitely look this up in that damned book later. “Nice to meet you, Raphael,” I tested his name, giving him a light smile, noticing how he kept his other hand stretched towards me, waiting for me to take it. Not wanting to mess this up since I was planning on asking him so many questions later, I slowly, hesitantly stretched my hand towards his. Only once our fingers touched, a very disturbing and intense scene suddenly flashed before my eyes... The two of us, together, our bodies completely bare as he did things to me I’ve only read about in my romance books.

He reached down and rubbed the head of his thick cock slowly through her still-spasming folds, coating himself in her cum. “And when I finally fill you up,” he whispered, voice low and dangerous, “I’m going to make you thank me for every single drop. You understand me, little one?” Luna could only nod weakly, still crying, still trembling, still completely broken and surrendered in the beautiful black silk Shibari. Rafael smiled — dark, satisfied, possessive. “Good girl,” he murmured. “Now open your mouth and beg me to fuck you.”

"She's fine darling. I already informed her of everything that happened." "You know Josie?" "Yeah." She does the odd job for us every now and then."Alfonzo added. We hear footsteps coming down the stairs. Rafael Comes around the corner, shirtless and his sweatpants hanging dangerously low on his hips. It's almost annoying how sexy he is., But he's mine .. all mine. "Rafael baby, how are you feeling" Gabriella asks." "I'm fine mom" He rubs his eyes and yawns, "Where's Javier?" He asks and then room goes silent.