Bow Down(164)

I kissed him back, wrapping my arms around his neck and pressing myself against him.

His hands felt right as they ran down my hips, pressing me closer to him. He was so damn big and muscular, I felt like he was swallowing me with his body. His lips and tongue felt right against mine, his taste flooding my mouth and blinding me to anything else.

After a second, I turned from him, quickly breaking away, and opened my apartment door. He practically pushed me inside, grabbing my body and pulling me against him. He shut the door behind us and pushed me up against it, pinning me there. He held my arms up above my head as he kissed my neck and lips.

I gasped as his lips grazed my ear. “This is what you’ve been thinking about, isn’t it?”

“No,” I said, gasping.

He held my wrists tighter. “Liar. You’re a fucking dirty girl, and you want me to come deep inside that little pussy.”

“I don’t want to get pregnant.”

“No,” he said, kissing my neck. One of his hands released my wrists, but he was still holding them with the other. His hand slowly moved down my body and pressed down the front of my shorts. I gasped as he found my soaking wet panties and slowly began to rub my clit.

“But you do want me to fuck this tight cunt,” he said. “You want me to make you come while you scream my name.”

“Yes,” I whispered.

“Good girl.” He kissed my lips as his hand moved under my soaking panties to find my slippery clit. He began to rub me in circles as he kissed me hard, and pleasure exploded through my mind.

All of the fear melted away as he worked my pussy. All of the worry and the pain was gone. Rafa’s fingers and mouth took that from me, and the only thing I could see was Rafa pressed against me, working my body.

His fingers slipped deep inside me, and I let out a low, deep moan. He grinned and kissed my neck as his fingers fucked me.

“I know what you’re thinking about,” he said softly. “I know you’re thinking about my proposition.”

“We can’t,” I said, and then moaned as his fingers slid in and out of me.

“Maybe not. I won’t force you to do anything. But I am going to make you take this cock, and I’ll have you begging for more.”

“Rafa,” I gasped. “Please.”

“Exactly.” He pulled his fingers back and let my arms drop. He quickly pulled my shirt off and unhooked my bra, tossing my clothes aside. He kissed my chest and felt my breasts, teasing my nipples with his tongue.

He dropped to his knees and unbuttoned my shorts. I bit my lip as he pulled them off and then slid my panties down my skin, sending tingles running all over my body.

He looked up at me with those incredible, gorgeous eyes, a cocky and hungry expression on his face.

“Beg me,” he said.

“For what?”

His fingers pressed inside me, and I spread my legs wider. I grabbed his hair and moaned.

“Beg me to suck this clit until you can’t stand it anymore.”

“Rafa,” I gasped. He was so dirty, but I couldn’t act like I didn’t love it.

“Beg me to lick this little pussy, you dirty fucking girl.” His fingers worked me.

“Please, Rafa,” I moaned. “Oh my god, please. I want to feel your tongue on me.”

“Where?”

“Don’t make me say it.”

“Tell me where.”

“My pussy. Please, lick my pussy.”

And then he pressed his lips against my clit and began to work me. His fingers stayed deep inside me, and I spread my legs even wider as his free hand supported my ass. His tongue and teeth and lips worked my clit, sucking and licking as his fingers kept fucking me, and it was all I could do to stay on my feet as I grabbed his hair and pressed him against me.

“Rafa,” I moaned as he worked me, his tongue amazing against my swollen and aching clit. I couldn’t believe how badly I needed it, but now that I had his mouth between my legs, I realized that I was going to burst. I’d been dreaming about him, thinking about his body day after day since we met, despite all the fear and the confusion.

I moved my hips in time with his mouth, and he worked me, his fingers deep inside me. I could feel that I was getting close, so close to coming in his perfect mouth.

But he pulled back and stood up. He kissed me, and I quickly pulled his jacket off and then unbuttoned his shirt, wanting to see his muscular body so badly. I felt his chest and abs, tracing the inky lines of tattoos along his torso. I quickly unbuttoned his pants and pulled his belt off.

He let his pants drop to the ground, and then he dragged me over toward the couch, kissing me the whole time. His body was incredible in nothing but a white button-down shirt open at the front and black boxer briefs. When we got close to the couch, I pushed him down and then knelt in front of him.