CHAPTER 63: MOVING TOO FAST

Raphael stared at my face as he enjoyed my passionate reactions. Although I knew that I needed to control my reactions and that I had a very erotic expression on my face, it also felt like everything was out of my control. All I could do was surrender myself to the heat of the moment and to the seduction of the man that was ravishing my body.

"I think I’m going to come," I managed to whisper in between my wild moans of ecstasy.

"I’m close too. Let’s come together. I can’t wait to shoot my load into you," Raphael said in a low voice.

I dug my fingernails into his back as I felt myself losing to the wild pleasure that took over my body. Raphael exerted himself as he concentrated his efforts on hammering his thick shaft faster and even more roughly into me. His cock slammed hard against my womb with every single thrust until I could no longer take it anymore.

"Raphael! I’m cumming... please... Ahh..." I yelled his name at the top of my lungs while I begged him silently in my mind not to stop giving it to me.

The way that he took me harshly as he pumped himself inside of my wetness until he also reached the peak of his climax told me that I had nothing to worry about. My insides spasmed uncontrollably as I drowned in the waves of my orgasm.

"Ahh..." I whimpered.

I could really feel his seed flooding into me as his hot heat pumped deeply into my love tunnel. Raphael moaned my name when he finally reached his climax. His cock twitched wildly inside of me as his seed spurted in endless streams to fill me up inside.

It took me quite some time to recover from the aftereffects of my climax. I slowly came to my senses when Raphael carefully withdrew his member from me. I felt the hot wet combination of our juices trickling out from the slit between my legs to wet my inner thighs.

He came so much inside of me...

"Why do you look so mad?" Raphael asked before letting out a teasing laugh.

I wanted to snap at him, but I knew that getting into an argument with him would just be playing right into his hands. Although I knew that the best way to deal with the bully was to completely ignore him, I still found it very hard to keep my attention away from Raphael. If I let everything that he did and said spur me on and draw out such an intense reaction from me, I would be giving him exactly what he wanted. I quickly turned away to ignore him, but Raphael would not leave me be. He leaned in close to me before placing a teasing peck on my cheek.

"Are you mad that I took you on the table? I thought you couldn’t wait any longer, and I have to say that I like it when you’re a little daring," he said before his lips wandered to place a soft kiss between my brows. I stared into his eyes, partly because I was at a loss for words.

"If you truly disliked it, what about we try it in the bedroom next time?" he asked before his lips curved up into a mischievous smirk.

"Stop teasing me already!" I ended up raising my voice at him as I pushed him away. Raphael laughed at me as if my reaction did not bother him at all, and I knew that it was already too late for me to push him away now after all that we had just done.

"There’s actually a couple of bathrooms on this floor in case you want to wash up before we go home?" Raphael suggested with a sweet smile.

Even though I hated to admit it, I knew that I needed to clean myself up before I could make it out of the office. Without saying a word to Raphael, I quickly headed to one of the bathrooms while thinking that I must have gone mad to lose control and give in to my desires the way that I just did. The throbbing ache between my legs and the wetness of our juices served as the best reminder of our passionate affair.

**A few days later**

"I guess we really have to go..." I murmured to myself, still finding it hard to wrap my head around what was about to happen.

"Of course we have to go!" my mother said excitedly before clapping her hands together. I honestly didn’t know what kind of face to make as my mother rushed around my dressing room, picking out the perfect dress for the evening.

"This is going to be such a joyous evening for all of us! I can’t believe that Raphael is getting engaged," my mother said before beaming a smile my way and holding up a lilac-colored dress.

"I can’t believe it either," I murmured, although I knew that I didn’t share my mother’s sentiments.

"I think this dress is perfect. Have you tried this one before? Try it on and show me," she said as she shoved the dress into my face. Honestly, finding the perfect outfit was the last thing on my mind at that moment.

"I can’t believe this day is finally here. I guess it is quite funny, after all, we were just discussing this at dinner only a few days ago. I had no idea that Bennett was in such a rush," my mother said before letting out an amused laugh.

I wished for a moment that I could laugh along with her, but I wasn’t at all in the mood. Although Bennett was excited and eager to get a move on regarding this matter, I never imagined that the engagement talk with Rosabella’s family would happen just a few days after we discussed it at dinner.

"Things are moving very quickly, I guess," I agreed blankly while still struggling to wrap my head around the fact that in a few hours, we would be discussing Raphael’s engagement at Rosabella’s home.

–To be continued...