Page 32 of The Doctor's Promise
Noemi was giggling. “Oh, how the rich live. When I was growing up the only tradition I knew was fighting over the turkey wishbone on Thanksgiving.”
Rafa smiled at her. “You’ve never talked about your upbringing. Do you remember your birth parents?”
“Not at all. I was still a baby when the Castors adopted me, so I’ve never known any other life or any other family. I have no need or drive to find my birth family. I was so lucky. All I know is my father was African-American and my mom was Creole from New Orleans. Even growing up mixed race in a white family—nothing seemed out of place. I was with the people I was supposed to be with.”
“And you were close with Leo?”
Noemi smiled. “I am. As soon as I was able to communicate, we’ve been best friends. We share the same sense of mischief. I used to do this thing in the schoolyard while we were playing: I’d holler like a banshee and where ever she was, she’d banshee me back. Best friends. Since then we’ve fought and played, and I could not imagine being closer to someone who actually shared my DNA.”
Rafa reached over and took her hand. “That’s a hell of a story. I love it. I often wondered about what it would be like to have a sister instead of a brother.”
“Were you and Zani close?”
He shook his head. “Not really. Too different.”
Back at Rafa’sLake Washington mansion, Zani was nowhere to be found. Rafa put a sleeping Bepi to bed, then he and Noemi went to his bedroom. They undressed and got into his bed. Rafa stroked her hair back from her face. “Are you tired, baby?”
She shook her head, her gaze meeting his, and they kissed, their lips soft at first, but as the tension built, rougher, hungrier. Noemi needed him tonight, needed to make love to blank out the sadness of the day, and as he gently moved her onto her back, she tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling his lips to hers. “Don’t wait… don’t wait.”
She wrapped her legs around him and he slid into her. Noemi rocked her hips up to meet him, never taking her eyes from his gaze, pouring all her emotion into making love to this wonderful man.
Rafael braced his arms either side of her head and began to thrust hard, both of them breathing hard. “I love the way your body moves when we fuck,” he said, his voice gruff with desire, and she smiled, wriggling beneath him, making her breasts jiggle. Rafa grinned.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he said, kissing her hard enough that they both tasted blood. It only made their lovemaking more intense as they clawed at each other, leaving marks on each other’s skin.
“Cum on my belly,” Noemi gasped as he withdrew, shooting thick, creamy semen onto her skin as he came, groaning her name. Noemi reached her own peak, arching her back up as he gathered her to him, watching her as she shivered and moaned with pleasure.
“Christ, Noe…” His lips were trailing down her body, his hand massaging his cum into her skin. His mouth found her nipples as Noemi caught her breath, panting hard as she came down from the high.
Rafa didn’t let her rest, though; in minutes, he was inside her again, pushing her knees to her chest, slamming his hips against her as his thick, long, rock-hard cock plunged relentlessly inside her. Noemi came again and again until finally, they both collapsed on the bed, panting hard, laughing.
“God, I needed that… is it me or does it just keep getting better... and better…” She rolled over to kiss him, and he cupped her face in his hands.
“It isn’t just you… that was unbelievable.”
Noemi grinned at him. “Your cock is the stuff of legend.”
Rafa laughed. “You mean Derek?”
“No, you did not name your cock Derek.” Noemi burst into giggles and slid her hand down to stroke ‘Derek.’ “He’s at least a Thor. Or a Loki. No, I know, he’s Mjolnir.”
Rafa shook his head. “I wish I knew what the hell you were talking about, young person.”
“Ha, don’t try to convince me you’re not a comics geek, Genova.”
Rafa grinned. “You got me. So, by the way you’re wielding ‘Mjolnir’, I’m assuming you, Dr. Castor, are now claiming to be Thor?”
Noemi, chuckling, straddled him and drew the tip of his cock up and down her damp sex. “I don’t think Thor ever did this with his hammer.” She lowered herself onto him, taking him in deep, and they made love again. Rafa’s hands were rough on her body, and she urged him to be firm with her, grabbing her wrists hard, digging his fingers into the soft flesh of her hips.
“You keep encouraging me like that,” Rafa breathed hard, desire igniting in his eyes, “and we’re going to have to do some experimentation.”
Noemi felt her cunt flood with desire at his words, and he chuckled. “Oh, you like that idea? Want me to tie you up, Princess?”
She nodded and Rafa smiled. “Maybe we should get some leather straps, some other toys…”
Noemi moaned, riding him harder as he described what he’d like to do to her in graphic detail.
Afterwards, she lay down beside him, and he kissed her forehead. “We can do it all, baby. All of it. Whatever, whenever. I want to experience everything with you.”
