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<div style="text-align: right">aven miller<br/>
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A devious glint livened her gaze at his pleased curse, her kisses trailing down his neck before finding a place on his collarbone. She lightly bit down, careful not to mark Rafael while he fucked her, her eager fingers slipping under his shirt to feel the wiry muscle underneath. Her exploration came to a stiff halt when Rafael suddenly pushed his hips up in a particularly rough manner, thrashing against that specifically sensitive spot in her sopping heat. Aven cried out, her fingers gripping onto the counter with an iron grip while she spread her legs wider for Rafael, encouraging him to fuck her even harder. She could feel her cunt clench around him, spongy walls massaging him deliriously well why the sound of their sexes slapping against one another permeated the quiet kitchen. It was lewd and dirty, and <i>fuck</i> it was exactly what Aven needed.<br/>
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"Rafael," Aven hissed when his palm slipped between them, shoving her palm to her parted lips when his fingers swiftly worked over her bundle of nerves. Her thighs tightened and she lifted her hips up higher on the counter, grinding down against Rafael's working fingers in a desperate motion. He asked her if she missed this, missed the way he fucked her into a proper mess before releasing her and the dirty language paired with the fact that Rafael <i>knew</i> this, knew how fucking bad she needed him like this without her even saying it had Aven squirming and wriggling underneath him, her essence slipping over his cock sloppily. "Shit, <i>Rafael</i> yes. I missed this. So. Fucking. Bad," Aven panted, feeling the coil steadily tighten, tighten, tighten....<br/>
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 "He's never fucked you like this,"<br/>
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Those words shouldn't have been the ones that unraveled her, but <i>fuck.</i> Aven's body altered into a rigid state in a flash, her orgasm tearing right out of her, his name a rackety song on her lips. Her walls screwed tight around him just as Rafael forced another thrust right through her. Aven mewled when Rafael came into her, shooting every last drop of his creamy seed deep into her soaking cunt while her walls massaged him - coaxing him to give her his everything.<br/>
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Aven's fingers threaded into Rafael's hair while he recouped, her own breath harsh, heart beating erratically. She kept her legs wrapped loosely around his hips, caressing him soft. His body pressed against hers so well like this - all forms of heat and sizzling sensations. Her heart tugged for Rafael recklessly as if she didn't know that all this could ever turn into was another affair. She didn't want to think about it. Not now with Rafael's cock buried to the hilt into her, his body slick with sweat and sweetly molded against her own.<br/>
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She could have stayed in the position for a long while. Aven missed Rafael - more than she'd ever admit and being in his arms in the depths of the night with just their body melding and some dish or the other cooking up was a familiar tune that they'd played over and over again. Unlike a song though, Aven didn't tire from this one - didn't find it aggravatingly repetitive or something she'd wholly wish to ever part from. Just as she was about to lean her head down to kiss him, the grating sound of the timer scrapped through the air, a warning that the molten dessert residing in the oven was now complete.<br/>
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"Creme brulee," Aven murmured in explanation, too satiated to form out a coherent, proper sentence.  She could feel the soft vibrations of her voice resounding over his skin while she spoke, a perception that had her lips tugging up into a lazy smile. Gently, she peeled her body away from Rafael's, her lips tilting up to capture his lips in soft, sensual kiss. Her lips roved over his, chin tilting so that she could kiss him that much deeper. Nibbling at his bottom lip, Aven released her hold on him with a sigh. She pulled back slowly, his cock, still sloppy from her juices slipping out of her. Aven tugged the chef's coat she'd haphazardly cast against the counter before Rafael had scared the shit out of her, and donning it over her bare body.<br/>
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She moved quickly considering the wonderous ache between her legs, grabbing a towel, and pulling the custards out of the oven. She placed them on top of the stove to cool before quickly grabbing the torch from the drawer and blazing the sugar on top, forming a deep amber crystal coating that would easily crack with a simple tap of the spoon. Her mischievous, hazel eyes flashed towards Rafael. She tilted her head in a gesture, coaxing him to join her. "I still have to prove you wrong," Aven purred quietly, eyes taking in his mussed form hungrily.</div>