Page 48 of Rafael

She cupped his cheeks between her palms and kissed him gently as he lowered her feet to the ground.

As soon as her feet settled on the floor, he tugged her shirt from the waistband of her skirt and raised it up her body and over her head. He tossed it over his shoulder and reached for the clasp on her skirt.

Gisele grabbed the hem of the T-shirt he’d just put on and dragged it upward.

He took over and yanked it over his head. It sailed across the room to join her shirt. Somewhere.

The rest of their clothes disappeared in an instant.

Once again, Rafael scooped her up in his arms and kissed her. Then he laid her gently onto the crisp gray sheets.

He dropped onto the mattress beside her and brushed a finger across her lips. As that finger drifted across her chin and down the length of her neck, he lowered his head and claimed her mouth in a slow, sensuous kiss.

Gisele had always felt a little self-conscious with her last boyfriend. He’d always made disparaging comments about other men and women, criticizing their bodies, hair, intelligence or anything he found less than perfect in his eyes.

When she’d gotten naked with him, and his gaze had raked over her body, she’d felt like she’d come up short every time. Near the end of their relationship, she’d gotten to where she’d turned off the lights before she’d taken her clothes. Then, he hadn’t seen faults to silently judge her.

Rafael left the lights on in the bedroom. As hekissed his way down her neck, his hand preceded his lips and captured one of her breasts in his palm.

He leaned back, his gaze sweeping over her.

Gisele held her breath, shrinking inside, wishing the light wasn’t shining down on every one of her flaws from hips too broad to breasts that were too small.

Rafael’s gaze came back up to hers, his eyes shining. “You are beautiful.”

She shook her head. “My breasts are too small, and my hips too broad.”

His lips spread in a grin as he weighed one breast inhis hand. “Nope. Your breast fits perfectly in my palm. Besides, any more than a mouthful is a waste.” He winked and bent to kiss the tip of the one he held. Then he sucked it into his mouth and flicked the nipple until it hardened into a tight rosy button.

A moan rose in her throat. Gisele writhed beneath him, her body responding to his touch. Her breathing grew ragged as he moved to the other breast and treated it to the same tender attention as he’d given the first.

Gisele wove her hands into his hair, holding him close, urging him to take moreand wanting to be closer.

He sucked her nipple into his mouth and pulled gently, teasing the nipple with the tip of his tongue.

When he abandoned her breast, she could breathe again. But not for long. His mouth trailed down hertorso, pressing kisses to each of her ribs, his tongue dipping into her bellybutton as his fingers slid further south to the apex of her thighs.

Gisele’s breath hitched when he parted her folds and stroked her sex. A long, coarse finger dipped into her channel and swirled. Another finger joined it.

Rafael worked his way down her body, parted her legs and lay down between them. He draped first one thigh and then the other over his shoulders.

Then he parted her folds with his thumbs and touched his tongue to her clit.

“Oh, Rafael.” Gisele’s hips rose off the mattress.

He chuckled, his breath warm against her sex. “Like that?”

“Yessss!” She hissed when he flicked her clit and then swirled his tongue around it slowly, gently, growing more and more intense with each round. At the same time, he slid three fingers into her channel, moving them in and out in the same rhythm as his tongue moved against her clit.

Gisele forgot how to breathe as her body tensed like a bowstring pulled to its limit.

All it would take would be one last flick...

Rafael expertly tapped her there, setting off an explosion of sensations that radiated from the point of contact, spreading at lightning speed through her body to the very tips of her fingers and toes.

He didn’t let up the pressure, continuing the strokes and thrusts, giving it everything.

Gisele grasped his hair and called out, “Oh, sweet peaches...Yes!”

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