Chapter 10 #4

When she got back to the sofa, he had taken off his shirt, revealing the full tattoo and the swells and valleys of the muscles in his shoulders and arms.

He had to be the world’s sexiest prince.

She tore off a condom and dropped the rest on the coffee table.

His smile was hot as he glanced at the surplus strip. “I can see it will be an active night.” He beckoned her closer to him. “Now to finish unwrapping you.”

His fingers found the side zipper of her skirt, pulling it down so the backs of his fingers glided over her exposed hip bone. She shimmied her hips to make the skirt slide down to her ankles.

“More beautiful lace that’s in my way.” He hooked his thumbs in the sides of her panties and dragged them downward with deliberate slowness, his gaze following their progress. For a moment, she wanted to cover herself with her hands, but he leaned forward to kiss her just above her pubic bone.

His lips sent a flash of pure arousal sizzling between her legs.

He ripped her panties down to her ankles and skimmed his hands back up to grip her hips. “I want to taste you here.”

His tongue flicked between her thighs, teasing her clit with friction. She spread her thighs, and he licked in deeper, making her gasp and moan.

“Yes!” She tangled her fingers in his hair to anchor herself as he explored her until she began to shake with the strain of holding back her orgasm.

“Stop!” she begged.

He pulled back immediately and released his grip on her hips, his face shuttered.

He thinks I mean for good.

“Just until I can get the condom on you.” She ripped the envelope open with her teeth.

“ Gracias a Dios! Give it to me so you can finish undressing.” He held out one hand, using his other one to yank open his belt buckle.

She shook off her blouse and bra, kicked off her heels, and stepped out of the skirt and panties.

He had freed his cock from his trousers and rolled on the condom. She wanted to feel him inside her so badly. As she planted a knee on either side of his thighs, she felt the tip brushing against her.

“I want to watch you take my cock inside you.” He seized her waist, his grip powerful. “Lean back, and I will hold you.” He cast her a hot look. “Like I’m belaying you.”

“Belay on,” she said, tilting her weight back into his hands. She stroked her palm once down his cock, making him groan, before she guided the tip between her legs and began to sink onto it.

“ Joder! So hot!” he murmured, his gaze locked on the place where they were joined.

“ Carajo, yes!” The stretch as his cock filled her was exquisite, her ache to have him there both satisfied and fanned higher.

She sank all the way down so her clit hit his skin while she felt the fine wool of his trousers against her butt. It was arousing to have him half-dressed while she was naked. Erotic tendrils of sensation danced through her body.

“Now your breasts.” He pulled her toward him, shifting the angle of his cock inside her so that electric delight seared through her belly.

His mouth was on her breast. He massaged the other with one hand while he stroked down her thigh to find her clit with his thumb.

She grabbed his shoulders and held on as wave after wave of pleasure shook her until she reached the moment of delicious suspension before she felt the first ripple of climax. She shattered in a release that made her scream as she clenched again and again around the hard cock inside her.

When the last wave of orgasm had ebbed, she opened her eyes. Raul’s gaze was locked on her face, and she could see the strain of muscles in his jaw. He had held himself back to let her finish.

“Your turn,” she said, rising on her knees and then sinking back down. She was so wet that she glided easily around his erection.

His fingers dug into her buttocks as he supported her, controlling her rhythm. “I won’t last long,” he ground out, and then he was bringing her down while he thrust up with his hips, smacking her clit while seating his cock even deeper inside her.

New arousal coiled in her belly as he held her up so he could withdraw and drive into her a second and third time. “ Ay, Erica, yes!” One more retreat, and then he slammed into her hard, yanking her down onto him as he arched up, his head pressed against the sofa’s back.

He ground against her as she felt his release pumping inside her. Another orgasm ripped through her. “Raul, Dios , sí! ”

He gave a last shout before he collapsed down on the sofa, wrapping his arms around her to bring her against his chest.

She lay her forehead on his shoulder, panting, while his breath ruffled her hair. His heart pounded against her breast, echoing her own speeding pulse. Neither moved as their breathing and heart rates slowed to normal.

“That was… You are increíble ,” Raul said, his voice a rumble in her ear. “You have cured my ankle. I feel no pain whatsoever.”

She didn’t want to move, so she spoke into his shoulder. “I literally felt that in my toes.”

He stroked one hand down her spine and back up again, making her shiver. “Are you cold?”

“Not at all. I’m enjoying your touch.”

“Let me get rid of the condom, and then we can get more comfortable.” He shifted, and his cock slipped out of her.

With a sigh of reluctance, she levered herself to her knees and stood. Raul reached into his back pocket and pulled out an actual cloth handkerchief. Wrapping up the condom, he tossed it on the table.

Suddenly feeling awkward in her nakedness, she grabbed the closest garment—Raul’s shirt—and shrugged it on, buttoning it at high speed.

“That looks better on you than me, but it covers up too much,” he said in that velvet rumble. “Can I persuade you to join me in bed? I will use my crutches to get there, I promise.”

Oh, the temptation!

“I wasn’t expecting this,” she said, scooping her skirt up from the floor.

“Nor was I, but I’m glad it happened.” He took her wrist as she bent to retrieve her blouse. “Please stay a little longer.”

His fingers were warm on her skin, and his voice was seductive, but what made her go still was the shadow of loneliness in his eyes. Something twisted in her chest, but she didn’t want him to see it. “Can we have dessert in bed?”

“Dessert, champagne, cognac… Bring anything you want.” The shadow disappeared as desire flared in his eyes. “Perhaps I could lick them off your body.”

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