Page 61 of Ruthless Guardian

“And we’re just getting started…” I shove my sweatpants down, taking my boxers with them in one go and my cock springs free. I nearly groan from the sudden freedom after being trapped by the constricting material.

Isabella’s eyes dive down to my erection, and her eyes widen to perfect pools of endless blue. “That is not normal,” she hisses out a long minute later.

Sometimes I forget my dick is larger than most. When I was a teenager, it was all I thought about when I found myself in locker rooms with other guys. Did I brag about it back then? Of course. But now I am a grown ass man and don’t often measure my cock against other men. It’s only when I find myself in situations like these that it becomes obvious. Some women actually find it intimidating.

By the look on Isabella’s face, she’s one of them. Her eyes are so wide, her brows nearly reach her hairline, and her mouthis curved into a capital O. No, this is more than intimidation, it looks like pure terror.

CHAPTER 30

STUPID AND DESPERATE

Isabella

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 thatthingwould 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 unreadableexpression 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 hisfinger 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.

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