Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 195

Chapter 195: 195- Only You

When Marissa moaned his name and started wiggling against him, he knew what he had to do. His hand traveled slowly to the area that was asking for his attention.

He gently touched it with his finger and then placed his hand there possessively. He had stopped kissing her and was now resting his cheek against hers.

“Can I touch it?” He asked in a hoarse whisper, “I … I need to play with it.”

Play with it?

The words were enough to bring her a climax. Instead of saying anything she just nodded her head. Rafael’s eyes were closed when his hand started moving on that sweet spot.

Though he was doing it above her panties, but Marissa was clawing his skin trying to stop her moan.

Why is he doing it above the material? She asked herself but then gasped when he started moving his finger on the most sensitive spot of her pu*ssy.

Her head arched back in ecstasy.

Five years.

Something different than a vibrator was touching her down there after five years. He was the same man who took her virginity and showered so much love on her.

He was still hugging her while doing it, but she didn’t mind. It was embarrassing to look into his eyes anyway.

“Is it the pool wetness, love? Or is it your juices?” he asked her in a husky whisper but hissed in pleasurable pain when her nails dug into his skin.

She was in no position to answer him. The touch of his hand above her panties was making her hor*nier at the moment.

How to tell him that she needed his touch?

Directly on her skin. Not on her panties.

She chewed her lower lip a little brutally when Rafael shifted back a little to look at her flushed face.

Thankfully, his finger didn’t quit.

“God!” he breathed, “You look so beautiful, Marissa.”

Marissa was clueless about how to respond to this unexpected praise. Her sole focus was on the touch that was sending delicious tremors to the rest of her body.

The speed of his movements increased a little, making Marissa throw back her head once again quite shamelessly, her eyes rolled back and that was when her first climax hit her.

She was still panting when she hid her face in his chest. Rafael was quick to hold her shivering body.

“You are cold,” he remarked and reached behind her to get a towel.

“N…no! No towel! Wh-why is this over so soon, Rafael?” she asked the question so innocently that Rafael just looked at her head nestling on his chest.

Swallowing hard, he tried to speak but the words didn’t come out of his mouth.

“Will … will you permit me to do more down there?” Her head snapped up at the unexpected query.

“W-what?”

“It seems like you have been using the vibrator for a long time. Tonight, I want to make you happy. Tonight, I want to make it, all about you. Tonight, it shouldn’t be us but YOU. Only you, Marissa!” For a long time, there stayed silence hanging between them.

He heaved a long sigh, “Tonight… I’m asking for your consent, Marissa.”

Not understanding his request, she just nodded her head. A smile broke on his lips. Not waiting any longer, he reached behind her and moved the towels back a little bit to make room for her.

“I need to taste you!” he said, and Marissa smiled again.

Yeah. I know you want to kiss me more. I also want to taste you, mister.

Pulling her to him, he started sucking her bottom lip in his mouth. The region between her legs clenched painfully.

Letting go of her lip, he kneeled in front of her. Marissa’s eyes furrowed in confusion, “I need to take them off,” he drawled.

His fingers were hooked into the elastic band of her panties. Marissa felt her face heating up.

When he told me that he wanted to taste me, did he mean… did he mean… oh, God!

He started pulling down her underwear, the only barrier between him and her core. Putting it aside, he stood up and picked Marissa up, holding her thighs which made her wrap her legs around him.

Her lower religion was now touching his naked abs.

Marissa’s throat went dry when he made her sit on the table that was placed against the wall. She gasped when felt the cold table under her.

Making her legs folded up on the table, he leaned forward near her clit.

By now Marissa’s breathing had become rough, the excitement was making her impatient. Rafael gave her a last look before taking his face in between her legs.

The moment Marissa felt the tip of his tongue touching the most intimate part of her body, she couldn’t bear it anymore.

“Oh! Fuc*k!”

Rafael chuckled at the curse word. Marissa’s thighs trembled, and she felt electricity coursing through her veins.

Her eyes cast down to stare at his head, loving the way his eyes were closed by now.

And then it started happening. Placing her palms to support herself, she looked up and gasped wildly when his tongue started moving down there.

It was sliding and swirling inside her intimate folds. Marissa felt hot… and wanted.

Her body seemed to be on fire.

She gasped throwing her head back and leaning back against the soft towels that cushioned her body effortlessly.

Her teeth were clenched tightly, to stop herself from moaning. She never did it under the open sky.

He gripped her thighs tightly and pulled her to his face even more. His tongue was dipping more into the depth of her core.

She moaned softly, unable to take it any longer.

He was eating her like a starved dog and Marissa was still in disbelief.

The man who only made love to her when he was blind was now tasting her as if she was the most delicious thing he wanted to devour.

She couldn’t take it anymore and screamed his name in pleasure.

“Rafael!”