30. Stupid and Desperate
CHAPTER 30
STUPID AND DESPERATE
I sabella
Any delusions of losing my virginity to Raf go right out the window when his cock is freed from his sweatpants, hard as fuck and enormous. There is no way in hell. My poor virgin vagina would be impaled by that thing.
I draw in a deep breath, forcing my pounding heart to regulate after that mind-blowing orgasm. And here I was thinking I was ready for more. Not only is it an incredibly stupid idea to have sex with my bodyguard but to let him claim my V-card is idiotic. And now that I’ve seen that dick up close and personal, I realize it would also be incredibly painful.
“Are you okay?” Raf’s heated gaze searches mine, and now I feel like a total asshole.
He just had me coming like a porn star, and I need to return the favor, but there is no way that thing would fit inside me. I’d need to have sex with a few normally sized guys first.
Raf drops down in front of me, and I finally realize I haven’t answered him. Midnight eyes sear to mine, an unreadable expression darkening his entire countenance. “What’s wrong?” he whispers.
“Nothing.” I make a big show of heaving in a breath. “I just needed a minute to recover.”
A genuine smile flashes across his face, and fuck me, that rare glimpse is beautiful. Raffaele Ferrara is typically all business, dark brows furrowed, jaw set in a hard line, eyes intent on whoever or whatever has his attention, but that soft, unguarded smile is completely disarming.
“So, are you ready for more?” That wicked grin sets his dark eyes ablaze, like a thousand stars across a night sky. “Because if that had you breathless, my cock will have your heart stop.” He wraps his hand around his impressive length and beads of cum glisten on the tip.
My tongue slides out, running across my lips as I imagine tasting him, and another swell of heat races below. But I swallow down the desire and smirk up at him. “Pretty cocky, aren’t you?”
“It’s not arrogance if it’s true.” He offers his hand and pulls me up off the couch, then tosses me over his shoulder. “Now let me prove it to you.”
I barely make out the words as I squeal, hanging naked over the broad expanse of his shoulder. “Where are you taking me?”
“To my bed. I need more room if I’m going to fuck you properly. And like I said before, if we only have one night, we’re doing it right.”
A thrill of excitement races up my spine, momentarily drowning out the terror of that freakishly large cock. Maybe I can do this… vaginas are meant to stretch. It’s a biological fact. And Raf’s right. This could be our only chance if we stick to our stupid promise of one night.
Why the hell did I agree to that again?
Because you’re stupid and desperate and want Raf so badly . My internal voice sounds an awful lot like my cousin, Alessia. So weird. I must be missing my family more than I thought.
A second later and we’re already upstairs, rushing through the door to Raf’s bedroom. We’re moving so fast it feels like he’s sprinting. Damn is he in good shape. He drops me onto the mattress and crawls over me, the fire in his eyes enough to burn down the entire city of Rome. His cock is heavy against my thigh as he settles his hips between my legs, and a raging firestorm streaks down to my lusty pussy. Never mind the fact I’m still buzzing from the last orgasm, but somehow, she’s ready for more.
Stupid, greedy vagina. She has no idea what she’s in for.
His lips capture mine and just like before, I’m lost in the moment, in the fire that consumes me from his touch. Raf’s crazy sense of control and striving for perfection extends to every part of his personality. Even now as he’s kissing me, he’s putting everything of himself into it, just like he did when he devoured my pussy.
He works his way from my mouth, down my jaw to the column of my throat and the sensitive skin at my collarbone. He’s everywhere, his tongue, his hands, his cock. He’s like a starving man feasting on every inch of me, and damn, I’ve never felt so utterly adored.
I also feel kind of guilty because I haven’t returned the favor at all. Besides pawing at him and reveling at the hard planes of his muscled back, I haven’t reciprocated his heated touch. So I slide my hand between us and find his hard length. My petite hand can barely close all the way around him. Cazzo , he’s like pure steel wrapped in silk. How something could be so hard and soft at the same time is a paradox I’ll never understand.
Just the feel of him in my hand, his heat, his throbbing head has me all worked up again. As if Raf can feel it, he slips his finger through my wet folds, and my hips start to move beneath him.
Those piercing midnight orbs lock on mine, the rush of desire blowing out his pupils. “Are you ready for me, principessa ?” He thrusts his hips, grinding his cock against my palm. “Because I don’t want to come in your hand. I want to come in that wet, tight little pussy.”
Well, damn, it’s a good thing Serena suggested the pill before my trip, and better still that I actually listened to her advice.
But still, I don’t stop stroking him.
A groan flees past his lips, eyes still locked to mine and damn, it’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. To see this powerful man at my mercy is intoxicating, it’s beyond satisfying. No one brings Raffaele Ferrara to his knees… but me.
With his moans urging me on, I flip him over onto his back, and I’m more than surprised when he allows it. I crawl down his body with his heated gaze fixed to mine. Molten lava spews from those bottomless irises as I flick my tongue out and lick the bead of cum on his tip.
It’s salty and sweet, with a musky flavor that’s all Raf.
Taking all of him in my mouth alone is intimidating, but I have to try, a test of sorts. I wrap my lips around his thick crown, and a hiss echoes between us. “Oh, cazzo , Isa, that mouth,” he groans.
I cup his balls, also enormous, and attempt to take more of him in. I’m not even halfway there when his head hits the back of my throat.
“That’s it, principessa , you’ve got it. That’s a good girl, you’re almost there. I know you can take my whole cock in your mouth.”
Apparently, I have a praise kink because heat is licking down my thighs at each sexy word. Hot tears burn my cheeks as I take him in deeper, but damn it, I need to prove that I can do this. I don’t even understand why. Once my jaw relaxes, I’m nearly there. I start to twirl my tongue around his head and use my hand for the final few inches I can’t quite swallow down.
“Good girl,” he purrs and props himself up on his elbows to watch me. “ Merda , you look so beautiful with my cock in your mouth. I could watch you all day.”
I’m not sure what’s come over me because I’m preening like a fucking peacock at his wicked praises. I’ve never been talked to like this. It has my feminist streak bristling, but my traitorous pussy is loving every second.
“Come closer.” He reaches his hand out and cups the hollow between my thighs. “I want to feel how wet you are while you suck my dick.”
I should be offended, but instead, I’m so turned on I only grind up harder against his palm.
“Do you like how I taste?”
I nod as I dive deeper, on a mission to fit him all in without gagging.
“Imagine how good I’ll taste once I’ve been inside you.”
Heat flushes my cheeks and surges straight down to my clit.
“Have you ever tasted yourself?” He drags his tongue across his chin, which still glistens with my arousal, and groans. “You will before this night is over. I can still taste you, and fuck you’re so sweet, principessa . Better than that Nutella you can’t get enough of. Just one taste and I’m hopelessly addicted.”
His fingers delve into my hair, running through the wild strands, and he exerts a little pressure. Not enough that I’m gagging on his enormous cock, but I do feel his tip against the back of my throat.
“That’s a good girl, you’ve got this. You’re doing so well.” He cups my cheek, dark eyes glinting as they regard me. “ Dio , you’re going to be my utter undoing.”
I was thinking the exact same thing. This is only supposed to be one time, but how can I ever go back to before this? Now that I know what he tastes like, felt his heart crash against my own chest, seen the fire in his gaze as he watches me, nothing will ever be the same.
We can never go back, and we were stupid to believe otherwise.
And if I let him fuck me, that’ll be it.
You know what they say about a girl always remembering her first time. It can’t be with the man who’s supposed to put his life before mine.
“I’m going to come if you don’t slow down,” he rasps.
“It’s okay,” I mumble against his dick. “Just do it.”
He sits up, dark brows furrowed. “I’m not saying I won’t be able to go again after, but?—”
“It’s not happening,” I blurt around his cock.
“What? Why?” He pulls out and sits straight up on the bed. A string of saliva dribbles from my mouth, and a different sort of heat coats my cheeks. So fucking embarrassing. As if this moment isn’t bad enough.
There’s no way I’m admitting I’m a virgin, and I’m scared of his ginormous cock and more importantly terrified of getting attached to him.
“It doesn’t matter. Do you want me to suck you off or not?”
Something like hurt flashes across those dark eyes, and his jaw stiffens. “That’s not what I want, Isa… This isn’t just about getting off.”
“Then what is it about?” I grab the comforter from his bed and wrap it around myself, suddenly all too aware of how naked I am. “You said it yourself, it was a one-time thing, an outlet for both of us. So why does it matter how you get to the orgasm?”
His lips press into a tight line and that tendon feathers in his jaw. The fingers of his left hand clench into a fist as he starts to snap the tie around his wrist with the other. I can feel the anger roiling through him. Only I have no idea why he’s so pissed. “You’re such a fucking brat,” he hisses and jumps off the bed. “I knew this was a bad idea. You’re nothing but a child.”
I gasp, red hot mortification surging up my neck. A slap in the face would’ve hurt less. “Fuck you,” I grit out as tears threaten. He stalks out the door, that unfairly perfect ass clenched, and I tighten the blanket around myself, racing to the adjoining door to my bedroom.
What the hell just happened?