When the distance between us finally disappears, I feel restless, breathless, and almost sinfully powerless, with the way my body is shamelessly relishing the acute disparity in our strength. My breasts have become heavy and swollen, twins of rounded flesh that are just aching to be squeezed tightly and painfully by his large, strong hands. They want to be mashed. I want them to be mashed. And when his gaze gleams, I realize that he's fully aware of how he's making me feel.
"I'm hungry, my Sara."
The words startle and fluster me, and I retain enough presence of my mind to reach for my laptop in clumsy haste. I've barely snapped it close when he places one hand on the back of my seat, and his other hand lands on the edge of the table before I can even draw my next breath.
I am now trapped in the cage of his arms, and instead of wanting to run away, every fiber of my body is telling me I am exactly where I belong. It feels like we've traveled back to the past in an instant: my Raaf is once again the monster who's kidnapped me, his captive, and the thought causes fear-laced excitement to slither down my body until every inch of me is trembling with my need.
I see him look down, and I barely manage to bite back a whimper as his ravenous gaze makes my nipples ache painfully for the lashes of his tongue.
"I want to fucking eat you. It's all I've thought about the entire day. I want to swallow your small, pretty breasts whole, suck your nipples until they hurt..."
The words are just too much; they wrench out a gasp from my throat and I find myself reaching for him on my own accord, with my nails digging into his bronzed skin as I clutch at his muscled arms in helpless yearning. I see his lips curve in a smirk, but I'm just too far gone to even feel ashamed at the sight of it.
"P-Please..." Hearing myself beg makes my face flame, but I don't take it back because I mean it.
"Please what, my dove?"
He's purring again, and all I can do is gasp and writhe and burn - oh God, how I burn - as moisture drenches my underwear at the dark, lustrous sound of his voice.
"I need you to tell me exactly what you're begging for."
God.
Oh God.
Forgive me.
And then I hear myself choke out, "Please fuck me."
Eyes that are Paul-Newman-blue glitter down at me with wild triumph. "Good girl." And without any other warning, he reaches for me, his hands tightly gripping my waist as he flips me on the seat, and my heart slams against my chest when I suddenly find myself on all fours.
Oh God.
God.
God.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
The first thrust alone makes me see stars; he's pounding into me fast and hard like he wants to rip my pussy apart, and I can't get enough of it. I gasp when every thrust hits the deepest part of me, and then I whimper when he pulls his long, thick member out. I'm trying to hold on to the last part of me that's still rational, but then he drives into me all of a sudden - just pounds into me with so much force that I would've fallen over head first if I hadn't managed to hold on to the table - and a moan spirals out of my throat. He's fucking me like we're wild animals in heat, and God help me, but I love it, and I finally let go so I can lose myself in it.
Every thrust now is savored, and I no longer hold back on making noise.
"Yes, God, yes."
"Harder, oh God, yes."
"Please, oh God, yes."
"It's so good, oh God."
I wish, like always, that these moments would last forever, but when I feel his fingers drive through my hair, I already know what it means——
Aaaah!
He suddenly yanks out, but even as I'm moaning in protest, he's already flipped me to my back, and he's thrusting back inside of me as he leans forward to roughly fondle my breasts. He pulls out again, and when he slams back into me, he plumps one breast and takes my nipple into his mouth. He starts sucking and fucking in tandem, and when he pinches my other nipple so, so hard—-
It's all over for me.
My body bucks up as my release gushes out, and Raaf grits out my name.
It's all over for him, too, and I unthinkingly wrap my legs around his waist as I feel him start coming inside of me. I can feel him filling me up, and the heat of it makes me feel delirious. It's so good, so, so...
"Rise and shine, my dove."
Huh?
I feel myself being pulled up, and my Raaf's beautiful face fills my vision when I finally manage to open eyes.