control. His hands cupped her breasts, moulding and shaping them possessively until she was boneless in his arms. She felt his erection pressing against her, its rock-hard presence a heady reminder of all the pleasure he had shown her before.
He lifted his mouth off hers to kiss her neck before going lower to where her breasts ached for his attention. He undid her bikini top and suckled on her tantalisingly, her nipples pushing against his tongue in their eagerness. She whimpered as he turned his attention to her other breast, his hot mouth like a brand on her quivering flesh.
He placed his hands on her hips, bringing her against him as his mouth returned to hers with renewed vigour.
Emma rubbed up against him feverishly, her body clamouring for his possession. Every nerve ending was screaming out for release, her body so ready for him she felt the humidity of her need between her thighs.
As if he sensed her growing urgency he helped her out of her bikini bottoms, his fingers searching for her slick warmth with devastating accuracy. She squirmed as he touched the tight pearl of need, the sensations rocketing through her.
Just when she thought she could stand it no more he suddenly turned her around. Emma's breath locked in her throat as she heard his zipper come down. She whimpered in excitement as he parted her legs for his entry, the anticipation of that first deep thrust almost sending her over the edge then and there.
He surged forward, a deep groan of pleasure bursting from his mouth as her tight muscles clenched around him. 'God, I have been dreaming of this the whole time I was away,' he said, grasping her by the waist to keep her in place.
Emma was beyond speech. Each rocking thrust was bringing her closer to the ecstasy she longed for, his guttural, almost primal sounds of pleasure like music to her ears. She felt him search for her again, those long, clever fingers intensifying the sensations until she was panting breathlessly as the first waves of release began to wash over her. She shuddered convulsively, the hard, repeated thrusts pitching her headlong into an orgasm so intense it was like fireworks going off in her head.
He kept pumping; his strong thighs braced either side of hers, his fingers digging into her waist as the pressure inexorably built. Emma shivered as she felt him get closer; she loved that moment when he finally lost control. It was the only time he ever allowed himself to be vulnerable; it made her feel as if she was the only woman in the world who could do that to him.
With one last groan he was there, the breath going out of him as his essence spilled into her tight warmth, his chest rising and falling against her back as he held her in the aftermath.
Emma breathed in the musky scent of him, the sensation of his fluid between her thighs intensely erotic.
His hands moved from her waist to cup her breasts, his body still joined to hers. 'I should have used a condom,' he said, 'but I couldn't wait. That is how much you affect me.'
Emma could feel herself tensing and forced herself to relax. 'I'm sure it will be OK...'
He began to nuzzle beneath her left ear. 'You smell so nice,' he said. 'Like orange blossom with just a hint of chlorine.'
She gave a little shiver as his tongue circled the shell of her ear. 'Maybe we should go upstairs,' she said somewhat breathlessly. 'I wouldn't want Lucia to see us like this.'
'She has gone home for the day,' Rafaele said as he pressed his mouth to the nape of her neck. 'She was leaving as I came in.'
Emma tilted her head sideways, her skin breaking out in goose-bumps as his lips and tongue moved over her. She felt his body thickening again and her belly began to quiver in reaction.
'Can you feel what you are doing to me, Emma?' he asked against her neck.
She began to writhe as he moved against her. 'Yes...'
'I can never seem to get enough of you,' he said, rocking back and forth, slowly at first, his body growing harder with each movement.
Emma started to gasp as his speed picked up. Her legs were trembling as his hands went to her hips, her inner core so alive with nerve endings every surging movement of his body within hers made her quake in delight.
'Do you like it like this, Emma?' he asked