I can only whimper upon hearing this, and I end up whimpering yet again when I feel him moving my panties to the side.
His fingers slide in, and a gasp breaks past my lips when they finally come into contact with my bare flesh.
God.
Oh God.
The folds of my pussy swell and throb under his fingers, but it's when I feel the pad of his thumb pressing down on my clit that I nearly lose my mind. He isn't even moving his thumb or anything, but just feeling it on my clit, oh God—-
"I want you to look around us, bella."
"W-What?"
"I want you to see how we have everyone in this bar staring at us..."
He starts stroking my clit as he speaks, and my body feels like it's about to float and implode at the same time.
"Now, Zee..."
I find myself obeying him in a daze, and a whimper tumbles past my lips when I see that those seated on nearby tables are all staring at us.
"Oh God, Rafael."
"Tell me what you see," he rasps out.
"It's j-just like you said," I stammer. "Everyone's l-looking at us, and I t-think they know—-"
"Know what?"
The purr in his tone makes my toes curl hard while my belly tightens with need. "They know," I choke out. "They know w-what we're doing—-"
"Of course."
My body jerks at his answer, which then accidentally dislodges his hand, and the next thing I know, his index finger is suddenly pushing inside my wet and throbbing cunt.
"Fuck."
The savageness of his tone makes the walls of my pussy contract, and Rafael swears again.
"You feel so fucking tight, Zee."
The desire that coats his words makes me bite back a cry, but when he starts pushing his index deeper inside of me—-
Oh God.
I squeeze my eyes shut in a desperate attempt to hold on to my sanity, but when Rafael retaliates by thrusting another finger in—-
"R-Rafael..."
My eyes fly open, and the first thing I see is how people are still staring at us.
Oh God, oh God, oh God.
I can feel heat suffusing my cheeks even as my stomach starts to tighten.
"They know, Rafael," I whisper frantically. "They know—-"
"Si, bella. They do know. But since they can't see what they know—-"
His fingers start thrusting in and out of me, and I find myself struggling to concentrate.
"All they'll be able to do is watch you—-"
My whole body starts to tremble.
"And they're still watching, aren't they?"
I barely manage to nod. "Y-Yes."
"And it excites you, doesn't it?"
I start to shake my head, but when this makes Rafael thrust his fingers deeper into my cunt—-
"Tell me the truth, Zee."
And it's just deep enough to brush against the barrier of my virginity—-
"Yes," I choke out. "I find it—-"
Oh my God!
I quickly shut up when the waiter reappears with our drinks, but his presence only makes Rafael fuck me harder and faster with his fingers, and it feels just too, too good that I'm unable to resist moving my hips in response.
As the waiter sets our drinks down, I know the exact moment he realizes what's happening, with the way his expression gradually turns into one of shock.
He looks at Rafael at first, but when his gaze darts towards me, Rafael suddenly curves his fingers around my nape, and the sight of this seems enough to have the waiter come into his senses.
The waiter falls all over his feet in his haste to leave, and I can only choke back a laugh when I realize Rafael is still glowering at his back.
"Rafael..."
The frightening glower disappears from his gorgeous face, and his fingers tighten around my nape.
"Mi dispiace, bella. I didn't mean to neglect you."
"I wasn't—-"
Aaaaah.
I can no longer speak, with Rafael suddenly thrusting his fingers in and out of my pussy, and the way he's doing it is just the most exquisite kind of rough. I don't know how he does it, but the movement of his fingers is that perfect blend of pain and bliss, and as my body starts to tighten and tighten, I hear myself starting to pant—-
Oh, yes, yes, yes!
I start riding his fingers, and I can no longer make myself care about how many people are still looking our way. All I know is that there's something I need, and what that is, only Rafael can give me—-
"Are you ready to cum, Zee?"
The harshly spoken words work like a trigger, and his mouth covers mine just as pleasure sweeps me away. I sob as I start to cum, and my body shudders against his as wave after wave of pleasure consumes every aching inch of my flesh.
I'm only able to open my eyes when the last of my tremors finally fades, and for several moments, all I can do is look into Rafael's dark, beautiful eyes—-
Oh no.
Having wasted ten years of my life mistaking infatuation for love, I know I should be more cautious, and yet I can't seem to make myself care. I feel like I'm about to jump from the frying pan and straight into the fire here, but I'm simply unable to help it.