Chapter 57: Forbidden Passion.
Aurora’s POV
Rafael was notorious for picking up on things others missed, and I didn’t want him suspecting anything.
“Hey,” he replied, his voice soft but filled with concern. “I went by the infirmary and noticed you were gone. Are you feeling better?”
I nodded quickly, gripping the edge of the door for support. “Yeah… I just needed to come back to my room and rest. I couldn’t relax at the infirmary.”
Rafael tilted his head slightly, his dark eyes looking at my face. “You sure? You seem... tense.”
I forced a small smile, hoping it didn’t look as awkward as it felt. “I’m fine, really.
Just tired. It’s been a long night.”
His gaze stayed for a moment longer, as if he was debating whether or not to press further.
Finally, he nodded. “Alright. If you need anything, you know where to find me.”
“Thank you, Rafael,” I said, my voice softer now.
He hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked down the hall, his footsteps echoing faintly as he left.
As soon as he was out of sight, I closed the door and leaned against it, letting out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.
The bathroom door creaked open, and Leonardo stepped out cautiously. “Is he gone?”
“Yes,” I replied, crossing my arms and narrowing my eyes at him. “But you can’t just show up like this, Leonardo. It’s reckless.”
Leonardo stepped closer, his expression a mix of determination and regret. “I had to see you. I couldn’t leave things the way they were.”
I shook my head, torn between frustration and the lingering pull of my feelings for him. “This isn’t the time or place.”
“Then when?” he pressed, his voice low but intense. “Because I can’t let this be the end for us, Aurora.”
I looked away, my emotions a moving storm I couldn’t contain. "You made your choice, Leonardo."
“And it was the wrong one,” he admitted, his voice breaking slightly.
For a moment, neither of us spoke, the weight of unspoken words hanging heavy in the air.
“Rafael might be looking for you. I think you should go, Leonardo.” I said, breaking the silence between us.
He wanted to say something, but I looked away to tell him that there was nothing he needed to say to convince me that what we had was over.
He sighed deeply and then turned and left my room, closing the door softly behind him.
******
That night after I changed to a nice night gown, I laid on the bed with a sigh. I couldn’t sleep as I remembered what we almost did. My body hungry for Leonardo’s touch.
I caressed my breasts and stroked my love glove lasciviously to fulfill my angst.
I badly needed a big boy but there was no one to turn to. I closed my eyes an touched every inch of my body imagining the Leonardo doing it for me with his tongue and fingers.
There was a silky scarf in one of the drawers and I used it to tease my nipples and my futz, letting it glide along the edges of my pussy and up my clitoris.
Then I drew circles around my nipples, sashaying the soft scarf around my breasts and then allowing it to lightly brush the tips of my nips.
The light touch on my skin intensified my arousal and I gasped as my futz craved for a fang
My cock trapper was already brimming with my love juices, soaking the scarf. I was groaning in felicity that I didn’t notice that Leonardo had left my door ajar.
The sensations became intense and I spread my thighs wide as I started to slide two fingers inside and out my pussy.
My hand encountered a hard object and I opened my eyes to look at what it was. I was stunned to see the Leonardo kneeling between my legs, in all his naked glory. My eyes popped out from their sockets. Is this a dream? He just left an hours ago. I closed my eyes and opened it anew as his dong was now nestling at the entrance of my pussy.
I was ecstatic and I went crazy with passion as I raised my hips to meet his angry, red meat
“You’re too delectable to ignore, my love,” he hissed, his voice hoarse with emotion.
“If I had known earlier how horny you were, I would have banged you immediately and not leave.”
“Yes, I’m horny. Give it to me, please,” I pretended to be demure, while my body thrashed wildly towards his dick.
It was not our first fuck and but I had missed his hands on me and so I absolutely craved for it.
I was not talkative, but at that moment, my need was so urgent, I had to express myself.
He didn’t hesitate. He plunged right through my narrow slit, and I cried in pleasure as his rock-hard manhood invaded my love tunnel.
When he started pumping, I began to feel the pure pleasure as the friction between my tight pussy and his large thong pervaded my body.
“Oh, yes, yes, please,” I urged him on as he continued thrusting, his face suffused with lust and desire.
There were beads of sweat on his forehead and his breath came in gasps. The veins in his enlarged hands pulsated as he pump himself hard banging against my futz incessantly until I was delirious with ecstasy.
Then he stopped abruptly and rolled me into the floor. He turned me upside down like a wheelbarrow.
He was holding my legs up with his hands as I supported my weight with my own hands.
My legs were slightly off the floor as he held them up and use them to pull me towards his throbbing organ.
He slammed his dick into me with such force that my G-spot went into a powerful spin and I stuttered trying to scream in pleasure.
My whole body sizzled; I could smell my sweat and the musky odor of my love glove as I was ready to climax.
"Harder... Ahhhh... Ahhh... Harder... I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum.
Fuck me... Fuck me... Fuck me..." I muttered.
He pounded me faster and harder as I requested. He slammed me harder.
"Ohh fuuuuuckkkk... Oh fuck... Ahhhh.... Uhhhrrrrrrrr.... Fuck. Ahhh..." I screamed as I cummed.
"Holy fuck, I’m cumming... Uhhhhhhhh... Urrrhhhh..." he grunted but kept thrusting in and out until his dick went to rest…..
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