"ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ᴍᴇ ʀᴀᴜʟ" ɪ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ʟᴀꜱʜᴇꜱ.
Angel's life has been quite a roller coaster ride since she graduated with an exceptional degree from one of the finest schools in her hometown.
Securing employment proved to be ch...
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Warning ‼️‼️‼️
Sexual content in this chapter.
We arrived at his condo, and without wasting a second to flick on the lights, Raul slammed me against the door and crashed his lips onto mine.
His hands were rough—desperate—as they roamed down my sides and snuck beneath my dress.
"Raul," I gasped, the sudden jolt of heat shooting through me like wildfire. He bit my bottom lip and tugged on it slowly with his teeth.
"If there's one thing I won't tolerate, tesoro, it's being ignored," he growled low, his voice soaked in anger.
"I'm so fucking mad at you... and I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget."
The dangerous edge in his tone made my panties flood.
"I—I'm sorry, I—"
The sound of fabric ripping cut through the air.
My breath hitched as the expensive dress was torn from my body, exposing my bare breasts.
His electric-blue eyes drank in the sight of me, igniting every nerve in my body.
He bit his lip and inhaled sharply.
"Fuck this," he muttered, gripping one of my breasts with a palm so warm I shivered—especially when the cold metal of his rings met my skin.
Then came his tongue.
It flicked, circled, and dragged across my nipple, making my spine arch uncontrollably.
"Fuuuck," I moaned, head falling back as his mouth and hand worked together to send shockwaves of pleasure through me.
I reached for his hair, but he stopped me. With a devilish glint in his eye, he clamped his teeth down lightly on my nipple—teasing pain and pleasure until my eyes watered.
My legs were already shaking, but he held me steady, never once easing his assault.
"Raul, I...." Another sharp bite to my neck made me cry out.
Without breaking contact from my body, he lifted me effortlessly into his arms and carried me to the bedroom.
He tossed me on the bed and hovered over me, devouring my mouth in a kiss that stole every breath from my lungs.
One hand pinned my wrists above my head, the other gripping my hip.
My legs locked around his waist, desperate to pull him closer—closer until nothing existed but him.
He pulled away abruptly and flipped me over onto my stomach by the hips.
"Ass up. Arms behind your back. Face down," he ordered, voice a low, intoxicating growl that sent heat flooding through me.
