Chapter Five
Did she want him as well?
Ellis didn’t know if that was a trick question or not. With Rafe’s hands on her, she wanted him all right, and not because of desperation either. No, something had happened in the past few weeks, after the ball, and even before then. She’d gotten to see the real man beneath the icy exterior, and she realized that she was the only one he trusted.
She couldn’t give him up, not now.
“Yes, I want you,” she said.
Within seconds he had her negligee off, and took her by the hand, leading her back toward their bedroom. He pinned her against the wall, holding her hands above her head as he claimed her mouth.
“I’ve been thinking about you for a long fucking time, Ellis. Keep your hands up there.”
She nodded her head, and he stepped back.
He began to remove his clothing, which was only a sweater and a pair of running pants, nothing big. Seeing his body come into view, every single hard muscular part, she couldn’t help be a little nervous. His hardness contrasted with her softness, but the moment she saw his cock, and the way he pressed against her, there was no doubt in her mind that he wanted her.
“Touch me,” he said.
Lowering her hands, she placed them against his body, not once breaking eye contact as he pulled her closer with his hands on her hips.
Heat flooded her panties as his cock pressed against her stomach.
Going on her tiptoes, she pulled his head down and made him kiss her. He pushed her up against the wall, lifting her leg to rest over his hip as his other hand moved between her thighs, stroking her. She gasped his name, needing him to make her come.
From his touch alone, she was so close. She couldn’t believe how wet she was, but the way he stroked her, she heard it.
“Fuck, baby. I can’t wait to get my cock so deep inside you.” His finger teased across her entrance and slid inside, filling her up.
She cried his name, not wanting him to stop.
Rafe let her go, and she moaned as he sank to the floor, lifting her leg up and resting it on his shoulder. His tongue licked across her clit, and she struggled to stay upright. Staring down at him, she couldn’t believe he was licking and sucking at her pussy. His tongue moved between her folds, teasing her clit before moving down to stroke inside her.
“Fuck, baby, you taste so good.” He spread the lips of her pussy and continued to torment her.
She couldn’t fight him, nor did she want to.
He was driving her closer and closer to orgasm until finally, she reached that peak, and he thrust her over the edge.
The pleasure was intense, and unlike anything she’d ever felt before. He held her in place as he pressed kisses all over her mound before finally standing up.
Rafe took the lead, helping her toward the bed, and when he was between her thighs, she knew that she was falling for him. It had nothing to do with sex either. No, her feelings were for a man who’d lost so much, and was trying to honor his father’s memory.
He took possession of her mouth as his hand moved between them. She gasped as the tip of him entered her.
In one hard thrust, he filled her to the hilt. He was long, thick, and having him inside her combined a mixture of pleasure and pain.
“You feel so perfect. How I always imagined you’d feel.”
“You’ve imagined me?”
“Yes. There are times I can’t think about anything else.” He took hold of her hands, pinning them above her head. Taking control, he began to slide inside her before pulling out and doing it again.
With each slam of his cock, she couldn’t contain her moan as he pushed her over the edge, making her desperate for more. The pleasure drove her closer to a second orgasm as he began to fuck her hard, the headboard slamming against the wall as he picked up the tempo.
“You feel so fucking good! Such a nice, tight pussy. It’s all mine. Tell me, Ellis, who do you belong to?”
“You. I belong to you.”
She was his bought bride, and in some way, he’d also taken possession of her heart. She watched him, feeling her orgasm build as he found his. His cock plunged in deep as he came, filling her with his release, each pulse flooding her pussy, prolonging her own pleasure.
When it was over, he collapsed against her and wrapped his arms around her. He didn’t move, and after a few seconds, she found she was struggling to breathe.
Rage chuckled, keeping his cock deep inside her as he moved over to give her some room. Her legs were still wrapped around him as they found comfort in one another. He cupped her face, stroking a thumb across her lip. She loved it when he did this, and didn’t want him to ever stop.
“There won’t be anyone else,” he said.
She smiled. “I didn’t even think about that. I’m going to have to call all of my boyfriends up and tell them I’m not available anymore,” she teased him, resting her hand against his leg. “Will this change us?”
“No, it won’t.” His fingers traced a path down to her nipple. He circled the bud and pinched it, causing her to moan. “But it may make work just a little harder. Tell me, Ellis, have you ever had office sex?”
She bit her lip, thinking about his very large, very wide desk, and how she’d been imagining what it would be like to be at his mercy. “No, I haven’t. You’re going to have to teach me.”
“My pleasure.”
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Rafe lifted up Ellis’s skirt, knowing that no one was going to interrupt them. He’d already shut and locked the door, along with warning his secretary to cancel all of his meetings. He’d intended to deal with the meetings first, and then have his wicked way with his wife. The meetings had kept on going, and he’d soon lost his patience with them.
He didn’t want to wait another moment before being inside his woman.
Just thinking about being inside Ellis got his already throbbing cock harder.
Tearing her panties from her ass, he shoved them in his pocket with a smile. He loved it when he shocked her. It thrilled him in fact.
Those were his trophy.
Sliding a finger through her soaking pussy, he smiled, pressing a kiss to the curve of her ass.
“You want me, baby?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Are you worried that someone might come in?” He stroked her clit, wanting inside her so desperately but holding himself back.
“Will they?”
“Ellis, you’re my wife. You carry my name, and I wouldn’t dare let anyone in this room to see what belongs to me.” And she did belong to him.
He didn’t want anyone else to know the kind of gem he’d discovered. In the past few weeks, it was like he’d become a different person. He always imagined he’d care for his wife, but Ellis inspired so much more than that. He’d fallen for her, and he knew that was dangerous because what if she didn’t love him?
What if she wanted out of their contract in five years?
Rafe didn’t want to lose her, but the risk was there, and he couldn’t stand it. There would be no way he’d be able to stand someone else having what rightfully belonged to him.
Pulling his fingers from her pussy, he released his cock and watched as her cunt opened up around the tip of his dick. The feel of her was out of this world, her tight heat sucking him inside, knowing what she wanted. He couldn’t get enough of her. She was an addiction, one he refused to give up.
Gripping her hips, he slammed every inch of his dick inside her, and stood still for a few moments to relish each ripple, each pulse of her cunt sucking on him.
He groaned, stroking the rounded globes of her ass. Their sounds echoed off the wall, filling his head, and it only served to arouse him more.
Sliding his hands up her body, he cupped her tits—he’d already opened her shirt—and spilled the rounded globes out of it. Pinching her nipples, he gritted his teeth as her cunt clenched around him, answering each of his calls.
“You feel so fucking good. Always so good.” He whispered the words against her neck, kissing her.
Pulling out of her pussy, he began to rock inside her, at the same time teasing her tits. It wasn’t enough, and he released her breasts, moving back up and watching as his cock filled her.
His shaft was coated in her cream, and it made him moan just looking at their combined pleasure. He’d taken her that morning, and he wondered if his cum was still there. He couldn’t get enough of her, or take his hands off her. Each time she was near, he had to feel her.
Reaching between her thighs, he teased her clit, knowing she was close. He’d gotten to know her body, and exactly what she loved, what drove her toward the edge, and he’d made it his mission to get there.
He loved feeling her surround him, the way her pussy clutched him, almost as if it knew he loved her.
Each day they spent together, it was a day that remained special.
“Rafe,” she said, moaning his name.
Closing his eyes, he slammed inside her, feeling each ripple of her pleasure as she came on his cock.
Only when she’d found her peak did he begin to fuck her harder. He was thankful that the desk was secured to the floor otherwise he wouldn’t be able to slam, to take what was his, and Ellis was his.
Filling her pussy one final time, he spilled all of his cum deep within her, holding her close as he did so, not wanting to let her go.
They were both panting by the time he was finished.
“What the fuck do you do to me?” he asked.
She chuckled. “You’re the one that asked me to come to you. I had no idea what you had planned.”
He kissed her neck and slowly eased out of her pussy. Sitting down in his chair, he reached for some tissues, and for a second he froze, watching as his cum began to spill from her pussy.
“What is it?” she asked.
“Nothing.” Running his fingers through her slit, he pushed his cum back inside her, and it was only then that he thought about the other clause in his father’s will. He’d not used condoms any of the times he’d been with her, and that had been every chance he got.
Should he tell her?
He didn’t want to spoil their time with each other, and right now, he knew this would look bad. Being with her hadn’t been about getting her pregnant.
He fucked her because he wanted to. He couldn’t keep his damn hands off her, and he knew she felt something for him.
Wiping away his cum with some tissue, he eased down her skirt.
“What about my panties?” she asked.
“You don’t get them. I want a memory of this moment, and the only way I’m going to get this is by keeping them.”
She laughed, spinning around so that her ass rested on the edge of the desk. “You’re going to need to wash them.”
He watched her place the cups of her bra over her tits and button up her shirt. Sliding his fingers beneath her skirt, he stroked over her clit. “Or maybe we could go for round three?”
The moment he touched her pussy, he knew she agreed with him.