Chapter 300
Every slow stroke felt like heaven, making my eyes grow heavy again as I rested my head on his bicep, my eyes closed, letting the lazy heat build up deep inside my belly.
It wasn’t a sharp, wild spark like last night. It was soft, quiet, and heavenly.
Slowly, the tension coiled tight and then gently broke. A soft gasp left my mouth as the sweet, warm waves of an orgasm rippled through me. My inner muscles clamped down tight around, pulsing in tiny, lazy squeezes. I let out a long, quiet whimper, my whole body melting into the mattress like water.
Raphael let out a deep grunt as he felt me squeeze him.
He gripped my hip hard, his fingers digging into my skin, and with one heavy sigh, he pulled himself completely out of me. The sudden loss of his heat made me shiver, the cool morning air hitting my wet thighs.
Before I could even open my eyes, his hands caught my shoulders. He rolled me onto my back, pushing me down into the soft sheets. My silk dress was still bunched up high around my waist, leaving my bare stomach and my swollen pussy completely open to the warm morning light.
Raphael pushed himself up on one knees, hovering over me. He was breathing heavily, his dark eyes half-closed and glazed over with sleepy pleasure.
And that’s when I noticed my mark all over his neck, and chin, under the ear and lips.
He reached down and wrapped his hand around his own cock.
Keeping his eyes locked onto mine, he began to stroke himself. I watched him lazily, my breath catching in my throat, completely frozen by how hot and powerful he looked sitting between my thighs.
“Gianna,” he choked out, his voice completely wrecked.


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