Tensura Raphael Novels & Stories

And finally, Serena could see. She blinked and blinked again, but the vision in front of her never wavered. And oh, what a vision. There Raphael stood, a realization of godlike perfection, naked but for his low-riding jeans. Serena’s eyes skimmed over his abdomen, chest, and arms, his beauty reminding her of Olympian Gods with their bodies sculpted in marble. The way his hair played about his rugged jaw and shoulders made her yearn to feel it brush against her own skin. Just thinking about it produced tingling sensations from the tips of her fingers to the pit of her stomach.

Rhett called out. My heart dropped when the name slipped out his tongue. My legs immediately turned into jelly when I saw him entering the room. I pressed my lips together trying my best to control myself. Raphaël's hair is damp and messy as it kisses his forehead. My pulse quickens when I notice his not fully dressed-his only covered in a towel and it hangs dangerously low exposing his v-line. My eyes roamed his body taking in his muscular toned biceps, his left arm is fully inked and he has a huge scar across his chest.

His tattoos curled up his neck and under his ear like smoke. Beside him was Felix, leaner, wiry, with a mop of dark hair and scars on his knuckles that told enough stories on their own. Felix was quieter, but he had a gift for slipping through digital and physical security alike. If Reid was the tracker, Felix was the ghost.

Raphael was not ready to go gentle with her as his little monster was threatening to bust out of his pants, and at the same time he wanted to, he was not ready to hurt her. Adrian raised her left leg as she felt his hand on her naked butt, her pantie was not doing any job to cover her up and the sensation was surging in her inside and dripping from her pussy. Raphael pulled down the straps of her gown to her tummy and her naked breasts were revealed, she was wearing no bra. He descended his lips on one of her breasts without a second thought and he suckled her nipple. One of his hands was toying with the other breast while the other found its way to her pussy which was locked in the safe of

I followed it like a compass I wasn’t supposed to have. Raphael stood in the middle of a living room that looked like it had been designed by someone who hated clutter and loved power. Floor-to-ceiling windows framed the city like it was his personal snow globe. He wore a charcoal button-down with the sleeves rolled once, forearms bare, a thin scar running along the left one like a signature. His hair was still mostly black, but silver had started winning battles at the temples. He looked exactly like the man my mother had warned me about and nothing like the uncle who used to slip me twenty-dollar bills at family barbecues when I was twelve.

Claire stared at the corner of her desk. She blinked twice. A thick layer of gray foam was taped securely to the sharp wooden edge. She looked around the studio. Every single sharp corner in the entire room was covered in foam. The edge of the cutting table had foam. The windowsill had foam. Even the doorknob was wrapped in something soft. Raphael was standing by the window. He was holding a roll of heavy tape. He wore a crisp white shirt and a dark tie. He looked like a ruthless CEO, but he was currently taping a sponge to a bookshelf.

I wasn’t expecting them to be so direct about him. “He is great” - I let out “I’ve heard he is a beast” - Camila says and Petra nods in agreement. “Do you know anyone that he’s been with?” - I ask while I look at my nails trying not to look too interested but I am dying to know. “Hell yes” - they both say and I look up at them chewing the inside of my lip so they don’t see how anxious I am getting. “Raphael is a player” - Camila says

The words sent strange heat through my chest despite the tension. Before I could respond, Raphael leaned down slightly. Then suddenly, he buried his face near my neck. I froze completely. His warm breath brushed softly against my skin as he inhaled deeply, a low sound rumbled in his chest. Not quite a growl or quite human either. My entire body trembled. And Raphael? Raphael only inhaled again like he was addicted to my scent.

" Ronaldo said, Andy's heart skipped with anticipation. "Can you take me to him? I need to confront him, because I'm In serious problem, and If I failed to fish out the person that was supplying the fake product, my business might go down, and I might not be able to maintain my empire” Andy said, Ronaldo nodded, his face serious. "I'll take you to him, but be warned, he's not one to mess up with. Raphael is a dangerous man, connected to some powerful people. You need to be careful." he said,

He kissed her, letting her taste herself on his lips, and Elena moaned into his mouth even as her body continued to tremble from the aftershocks of multiple orgasms. Raphael pulled back and began to undress. Elena watched through heavy-lidded eyes as he revealed his body....pale skin stretched over lean muscle, the kind of physique that came from centuries of existence rather than hours in a gym. His cock, when he finally freed it from his pants, made Elena's eyes go wide. He was big. Not impossibly so, but definitely larger than average, and already rock-hard and leaking pre-cum from the tip. "Like what you see?" Raphael asked with a wicked smile.