ATTENTION: MATURE CONTENT!
Thea shook her head desperately, just so he wouldn't do it again. She couldn't deny that it was too fine a line between pain and pleasure that she could still endure, but she didn't want to count on more, so she gave him the answer he was waiting for.
Rafael's smile was honest and frank, without any embellishments, he reflected his gratitude for accepting him as he is, but this could not make his lust loosen its grip for even a fraction of a second. On the contrary, her submissiveness, her trembling and excitement in such a defenseless form, which she showed lying under him, spurred Raphael even more.
His hand touched the corner of her eye, brushing away a single tear that had escaped, and then he bent down, taking her nipple in his mouth, playing with it, teasing, loving and deifying.
