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Raphael stood outside of the room that was written on the note sent to him by Beatrice.
It took him a while to get there, as they were on an entirely different floor from his. But otherwise, the hallways looked identical to his own.
The hallways also seemed to be relatively empty. The sun had begun to fall, so most people had headed to their rooms or were outside busy with whatever duties or missions needed attending to.
Raphael knocked on the door softly, not wishing to make too much noise.
After all, visiting the room of someone's girlfriend is likely to put you in an... Interesting situation.
Footsteps made their way over from inside the room, as the door opened.
Beatrice stood on the other side, wearing only her white bathing robes. Her hair was still kept in a bun, but she was still wet from her shower.
There was a gap in the robes, giving Raphael a slight view of her perky breasts, and smooth skin.
Shit. She's enticing me already.
He tried his best not to look down straight away.
"Come on in." She said, pulling on his arm and dragging himself.
Raphael was caught off guard by her brashness.
She seemed completely different from the woman he had seen in the gardens earlier that day.
Whilst she was with her Fiancée, Elliot.
The inside of her room smelt lovely, like a mixture of perfumes and fragrances. Not wishing to be disrespectful and sit on her bed Raphael leaned his back against the wall.
Beatrice paced back and forwards, hardly acknowledging the fact he was there.
Or perhaps she was just deep in thought?
After a few moments, she finally stopped and turned to face him.
"Is it true? That you and Celeste..." She seemed too shy to finish her sentence. Her cheeks began to blush.
Raphael let out a sigh.
So she really did tell her. Not that I care, but it's very risky.
Still, he had nothing to hide.
"Yep, it is." He said without hesitation.
Beatrice's cheeks began to turn into a deeper red, as she twirled a finger in her hair. The mentioning of such acts clearly seemed to be having some sort of effect on her, but Raphael was struggling to figure out how exactly she was feeling.
"Then I think you might be able to help me." She said shyly. "I'm tired of being controlled by my boyfriend, Elliot."
Raphael finally saw where the conversation was going, and tried his best not to smile. He let the woman continue her story.
"I was born into a powerful family, and so was Elliot, which meant that our parents wanted us to marry for political purposes. However, I don't wish to be his property. I want to experience a man that doesn't own me, but desires me."
As she spoke, she took a few steps closer towards Raphael, who was still leaning against the wall.
Her arms slowly reached down to her robes, pulling them apart to reveal her breasts a little bit more.
Raphael wasn't surprised at the situation, as it seemed slightly similar to the case with Celeste.
The only difference was that Elliot seemed much more powerful than Damien.
If he was caught, it would create a lot of drama.
Regardless, he would not waste this opportunity. She was just too hot.
"Well, from what you're telling me, Elliot doesn't deserve you. You need a real man, who knows how to treat a woman."
The two were standing close together now, only arm-width apart.
He stood much taller than her, so Beatrice had to look upward to look into his eyes.
"Then show me."
Raphael needed to hear no more.
He reached forward and pulled Beatrice's robes from her shoulder, and to no surprise, she was completely naked underneath.
Whereas Celeste was slightly tanned, Beatrice's skin was much lighter.
She was completely shaven, and her breasts were perfect and round, whilst not too large.
The woman attempted to cover herself with her arms, but Raphael moved them away, wishing to see her in all of her beauty.
He wrapped his arms around her and groped her soft ass as the two of them locked lips.
It was a wet kiss, both using their tongues to play with each other as he reached over and pushed his fingers inside of her from behind.
She was already soaked, and let out of a soft moan as her insides were explored.
"T-that feels good♡" she said, which only made Raphael finger her deeper.
At this point, she was undoing his buttons and pulling down his pants.
She wrapped her hands around his cock and began stroking. Her hands were soft and felt incredible.
She rubbed her pussy against it, teasing him with her wetness.
I need her already.
Raphael turned her around and pushed her onto the bed so that she was face down, with her ass facing towards the air.
Her black hair fell loosely over her back, which grabbed in a handful.
Then, he directed his cock inside of her and felt the warmth wrap around him.
Instantly, juices began to flow from her, and she moaned into her bed sheets, but Raphael didn't care.
He pounded her hard from the back.
Slap, slap, slap.
"Yes... Yesss♡"
After thrusting into her until her legs quivered, he flipped her over so that she lay on her back and shoved his cock into her mouth.
She used her tongue and lips to pleasure him until he finally came.
His seed filled her mouth, and she enjoyed every last drop of it, swallowing the mouthful.
After they were finished, the two lay on the bed, exhausted and satisfied.
"C-celeste was right." She said, hardly able to formulate a sentence as her body shivered with pleasure. "You're incredible♡"
He watched her as she took in deep breaths, attempting to stop herself from shaking.
What would your boyfriend think if he saw you like this, saying these things?
The idea of it only excited him more.
After all, it was his fault that Beatrice had come to him in the first place. If he knew how to treat his women, then Raphael wouldn't have had to fill her with his seed.
His thoughts were cut off, as the door suddenly opened.
There was no time for the two to even react, so they remained there, naked on the bed, lying beside each other.
Raphael looked up to see who had entered.
As he did, he realised that he had gotten himself into even more trouble.
It was Elliot. Beatrice's fiancée.
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