Page 121 of In Love and Revenge

My breath hitches as he bows and presses a soft kiss to the top of my bare foot.

‘Let me, Beauty,’ he begs, tracing slow kisses up the inside of my calf until he gets to the sensitive skin behind my knee. ‘Please don’t deny me your taste. I can’t survive without it.’

As he kisses the delicate skin, his eyes pinned on mine, my eyelashes flutter and a soft moan falls from my lips.

He kisses higher, rising to his knees and inching my skirt up my thighs with the care and precision a bomb disposal expert would handle something that’s in danger of detonating.

‘Tell me I can,’ he utters, his voice dripping with desperation.

His breath is warm against my panties as he gently brushes his lips over the sheer fabric. It’s so thin it might as well not be there. I can feel every soft pass of his mouth over me. It’s the sweetest torture.

I let out a breathy whimper. ‘Yes.’

‘Thank you,’ he groans, eyes hooding as he kisses me through the fabric. ‘Soaking wet,’ he murmurs, licking me in one slow, controlled drag of his tongue.

I bite back a moan, fighting to maintain that I’m still the one in control, when my body is screaming at me to hand it all over to Rafael and let him ruin me in the way only he can.

Strong, skilled fingers hook into my panties and pull them aside. The air hits my clit, sending it into a desperate throb. The first swipe of his tongue over it has my balance wavering and my inner thighs trembling.

Without saying a word, he lifts one of my legs over his shoulder. The thick bulge tenting his trousers makes confidence surge in my core.

He wants to do this for me.

Helovesdoing this for me.

I sink my hands into his hair, nails scraping his scalp as I guide his face where I need it.

‘Do it properly,’ I instruct. ‘Or I won’t let you put that big dick of yours inside me after.’

The primal groan that vibrates from his mouth as he sucks my clit is almost enough to make me come on the spot. But I don’t want to. Not yet. I want to witness the grown, suited man, kneeling at my feet and worshipping me a little longer. Untilthe image is burnt into my memory – because, damn, what a hot sight it is.

Rafael groans and hisses, eating me out like a starving man who’s been handed a life-saving meal. His tongue traces the lips of my pussy, dipping inside and sucking up my slick arousal with each pass of his mouth.

I try to hold back, but the moment he slides two fingers inside me and circles my clit with the tip of his tongue, my core tightens.

Fingers corkscrewing his hair, I grind my pussy down on to his face.

‘Yeah ... just like that,’ I whine.

He eats me out faster. Harder.

Fingers me deeper.

‘Rafael!’ I come on his face with a sharp cry as I struggle to remain standing.

He drinks it up. Groaning and sucking up every wave and pulse of my orgasm. His fingers curl inside me, drawing it out for as long as he can, until I tug his hair and try to extract my sensitive clit from his mouth.

‘Enough,’ I whimper. ‘I want you inside me.’

I’m feral as I yank him to his feet by his hair and smash my lips to his. I can taste myself all over him as he kisses me back with an urgency I feel in my bones. It makes the need to have him inside me overrule everything else.

‘On the bed.’ I push him in his chest, and he drops back on to it. Then I kneel beside him, tear his belt open, and pull his trousers and boxers down.

His glorious, thick cock springs free, jutting up from his body like an invitation.

Dropping my mouth to it, I suck up the glittering pearls of precum seeping from the slit.

‘Jesus, Aurora,’ he groans, palming the back of my head and pushing me down until my throat fills with him.