Page 248 of The Devil's Fire

“I will.” Ava’s hands went down his waistband, pulling it towards her as she took a look down. “Impressive.” She commented, and Raffaele’s smirk widened at her words.

“I know, and your mouth will look so good wrapped around my cock -”

“Uh, this is a common area.” I said, making them snap their heads toward me. They seemed unfazed that I had caught them, but my cheeks were starting to flush at how straightforward he was.

“Althaia!” Raffaele groaned at me when Ava stepped aside with a chuckle. “You cock-blocked me!”

“How did I cock-block you? Were you seriously about to do it in the kitchen with so many people in the house?” I asked him, my face scrunched in disgust.

“You think I care? I was about to dip it!” He said, almost childishly. I half-expected him to stomp his foot too.

“Now you’re definitely not going to dip it.” Ava rolled her eyes, and he let out another groan. He wore an annoyed expression as he looked at me.

“What did I ever do to you to deserve this? I’ve never cock-blocked you. In fact, I made sure no one would disturb you at the safe house so you and Damiano could fuck.”

“Excuse me?” I gaped at him, feeling my face getting warmer by the second.

“You are excused. Now, go so I can get back to business.” Raffaele looked back at Ava; his flirty expression returned, but she just opened a bag of chips and started to munch on them, not looking impressed with him at the moment.

“Sorry, you’ve missed your chance.” She said with a smirk and made her way out of the kitchen.

“Playing hard to get? Okay, I see you, no worries! I can work hard.”

“I’m really not, but better luck next time.” Ava sang and disappeared from our view.

“Wait! So, I do have a chance?” He shouted after her but received no response.

“Wow, Raffaele, could you sound any more desperate?” I shook my head at him, and he shot me an annoyed glare.

“I am desperate! You have no idea what kind of torture Damiano has put me through, keeping me busy all the time, never giving me a break, and not once letting me bust a nut.”

“I really don’t need to hear about all that…” I trailed off, but he ignored me as he continued.

“Do you know how painful it is for a man to have blue balls and not be able to get a release? It’s fucking painful, and you ruined it for me.” He huffed out as I awkwardly stood and listened to him.

“My goodness, just use your hand if you’re in that much need!” I turned around and walked out of the kitchen, eager to escape the conversation.

“It’s not the same!” He yelled out as he followed me. “You should at least offer me something.”

I stopped in my tracks, turning around to face him, and saw him grinning at me.

“Have you lost your mind?”

“Just a little. So, what kind of service would you like to offer me? Your mouth, your hand, or even spread your legs for me - wait, why are you smiling like that?” Raffaele was confused as my smile got bigger with every proposition.

I didn’t say anything as I continued to smile sweetly at him, and his smile immediately dropped when it hit him.

“Fuck, Damiano is behind me, isn’t he?”

“Yup.” I grinned, and he let out a sigh, mentally preparing for whatever was going to happen.

“Damiano.” Raffaele let out a nervous laugh and slowly turned around to face him. Damiano was looking at him with deadly eyes, and I couldn’t help but feel sorry for Raffaele this time.

“What happened was -” Raffaele quickly made a run for it, sprinting out of our view while shouting for mercy.

“Are you going to run after him?” I chuckled as Damiano continued to glare in Raffaele’s direction.

“No, I’ll get him when he least expects it.” Damiano grabbed my waist, pulling me in for a kiss. “I have to go take care of something. Don’t wait up.”

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