Forbidden Affair with My Mafia Stepbrother R18-Chapter 155: Can’t Hold Back

His exploring hand stroked its way down the curve of my waist before dipping even lower. My core clenched in anticipation of his touch. When his fingers finally stroked the wet cleft in between my thighs, I cried out softly.

"You’re already so wet, Gail. Do you want it?" Raphael asked, although he probably already knew the answer without me having to tell him in words.

"Yes...please...." I begged him shamelessly.

Raphael stroked my wet slit up and down slowly, teasingly, while I whimpered weakly. The pleasure that he was making me feel made my legs go weak. Slowly, I naturally began spreading my thighs to invite his loving touch.

"Ahh...Ahh..." I moaned before I bit down on my lowerlip.

Raphael’s fingers moved to play with my swollen clit as my hips bucked from the intense jolts of pleasure that flooded my senses. His fingers massaged my pleasure spot while I whimpered his name. My pussy quivered along with my body as I tried my best not to lose my mind completely. Just when I thought that I could no longer take it, Raphael thrusted his thick and long fingers deeply inside of me.

"Still so tight..." Raphael whispered seductively.

I could not respond to him in words as my hips moved relentlessly to match the rhythm of his fingers that were now thrusting in and out of me. I could both feel and hear my pussy getting wetter as his fingers continued stirring up my pot of love honey. The faster and harder he shoved his fingers in and out of me, the louder I cried out.

"I can’t wait anymore. I want to fuck you right now, Gail," Raphael muttered.

If only he knew that I felt exactly the same way that he did. His fingers were no longer enough to satisfy the need that had started burning inside me. I wanted more from him, and so I was glad that he was willing to give it to me. My body shuddered just at the memory of how it felt to feel his thick and strong cock pounding deeply into me.

Raphael spread my legs as he positioned himself on top of me. I moaned with delight and anticipation when I felt the thick head of his cock at my entrance. Before I had the chance to say anything, Raphael thrusted his thick member inside me in one smooth motion that buried him all the way to the hilt. I cried out at the pleasure of being stretched and filled to the brim.

"I love you, Gail," Raphael whispered the words that I longed to hear into my ear.

"I love you too," I whispered back without any hesitation.

Raphael reared his hips back before pounding his enormous cock in and out of me as if he had lost all control. I cried out his name as I thought that I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. Our hunger to have each other felt unstoppable. We couldn’t hold ourselves back as we made love so wildly as if we were wild animals. Raphael pounded into me fast and hard as his groans of ecstasy filled the room along with moans of pleasure.

"Ahhh...Ahhh..." I moaned as my hips moved rapidly beneath him.

I spread my legs wide open to welcome his every thrust into me as my hips moved up and down to match his rhythm. Each time he entered me felt deeper than before. Each stroke reached deeper inside of me and filled me up with his love and his presence. It felt like our souls were intertwined as we both moved closer and closer to our release.

When we finally reached our climax, crying out each other’s names, it felt like the world outside just faded away into nothingness. Rosabella, the weddings, all the lies and secrets that we kept – everything just faded away until there was nothing but us. It made me realize that we were all that mattered. We were at the core of it all, and if I could still be with him, then that was probably enough.

By the time that dawn broke, my body was spent and my voice hoarse from crying and moaning all throughout the night as we made love on and off. My lips were still swollen from his possessive kisses, but I felt so alive and so satisfied. Raphael held me close to him as his hand stroked the back of my head comfortingly.

"I’ll fix this. No matter what it takes, I’ll fix this for us," he promised.

I closed my eyes and decided to believe him even if it was just in that moment. I was too tired and too blissfully happy to argue with him anymore. However, just as I was about to drift off to leap, a thought lingered in my mind. There was this strange yet heavy silence between us because I realized that he hadn’t exactly told me how he was planning to fix everything.

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The week that Rosabella had given me was almost up. I felt the weight of misery in every step and every breath that I took. The threat that she had whispered into my ear hung over me like a curtain of black clouds. It felt like at any moment the storm would break. So when rRsabella appeared at the mansion that morning with a bright smile on her face, my stomach twisted into unbearable knots.

"Abigail, I thought that it might be nice for you and your mother to come with me today. I’m going to try on wedding dresses and hopefully finalize my choice," Rosabella said sweetly as she clung to one of my mother’s arms. My mother’s face instantly lit up, and I knew that she was more than glad to be a part of the process.

"That’s a wonderful idea! Unfortunately, I have a little something to do, but Abigail is free. Abigail, you should go along with Rosabella. I’m sure that it will be fun and you can look at all the nice dresses," my mother suggested brightly.