CHAPTER 90: COMPLICATED INTERRUPTION

Someone was standing outside, and the knot that formed in the pit of my stomach told me exactly who it was.

“What should we do?” I asked in a panicked whisper. I couldn’t believe at first that Rosabella was at my door, but I was certain that I had just heard her voice. My body froze beneath Raphael as I wondered what I should do.

“Just ignore her,” Raphael advised, and I could tell that he truly intended to do just that and continue with our passionate lovemaking. I wished that I could simply ignore her, but her presence right on the other side of the door felt so distracting and filled me with so much guilt. She went silent for a short moment, but just when I started to relax while thinking that she had gone away, I heard louder knocks on the door.

“She really isn’t going to give up, is she?” Raphael said without hiding his annoyance. Apparently, the plan to simply ignore her in the hope that she would go away on her own didn’t seem to be working. Rosabella continued knocking louder on the door before she began calling out my name.

“Abigail! Abigail!” She called my name so loudly that there was no way I couldn’t hear her. Even if I was truly asleep, I was certain that her loud voice must have woken me up from my restful slumber.

“Should I tell her to leave us alone?” Raphael asked, looking very annoyed at this unexpected interruption.

“No. That’s impossible; she can’t find out about us,” I replied in a hushed whisper.

“Then I guess you’ll have to be the one to chase her away,” Raphael suggested as he motioned with his head towards the door. The bed shifted beneath us as he got off of me to give me space to move off the bed. I let out a soft sigh as I quickly grabbed a robe and shrugged it on to hide the state of undress that I was in before heading towards the door.

“Rosabella?” I said her name questioningly as I slowly opened the door. Bright light from the living room outside leaked into the room and made me panic slightly that she might get a glimpse of Raphael.

“Have you seen Raphael?” Rosabella asked without beating around the bush.

“No, I was just sleeping in my room,” I replied with a lie that sounded very plausible. Since I left the party and came back to my room, the most natural thing for me to do at that time of night was to get some sleep. Under normal circumstances, no one should ever suspect that Raphael would come to my bedroom or that we would be spending a passionate night together.

“I thought Raphael was supposed to be with you?” I asked innocently.

“I got a little tipsy at the bar and then the next thing I knew, he was already gone. I tried calling him so many times, but he wouldn’t pick up, so I don’t even know where he is right now,” Rosabella explained, and I could sense her anxiety.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t know where he is,” I repeated again while wondering when she would finally give me a break and leave.

Rosabella stared at me, and I could tell that she was furious at how things had turned out. Undoubtedly, she was feeling extremely disappointed after trying so hard and preparing everything so that she could have a perfect date night with Raphael, only to find out that he had suddenly disappeared into thin air. Rosabella stared at me in silence for a couple of seconds, but it was long enough for me to feel uncomfortable inside as I wondered if she realized that Raphael was in my room. Just when I started to panic, Rosabella let out a sigh of resignation.

“Let me know if you see Raphael,” Rosabella instructed before turning on her heels and walking away. I saw her heading to her bedroom before entering it. I softly closed the door as I let out a sigh of relief now that she was gone.

As soon as the door closed, I felt Raphael’s arms wrap themselves around my body as he hugged me from behind and pulled me back against his hard frame. I could feel his hot breath against my ear before he began nibbling teasingly on my earlobe. Raphael reached for the door knob and quickly locked the door.

“Finally, she’s gone so that we can pick up from where we left off,” Raphael whispered seductively into my ear, and I could feel my pussy quivering at his inviting words. It was clear that my body still desired him, but after just encountering Rosabella, I was still feeling too panicked and uncertain about what to do.

“Why are you hesitating?” Raphael asked in a low whisper that didn’t hide his dissatisfaction. Before I could respond, Raphael scooped me up into his arms and carried me towards the bed before dumping me down on it. His hands were all over me as he kneaded my breasts and began stroking the curve of my waist, before dipping even lower to grab my hips.

“Wait... she’s... right in the next room,” I reminded him of the fact that there was only a wall separating us from where Rosabella was.

“Then you better keep your voice down unless you want her to find out about us,” Raphael replied smoothly before he buried his face in the side of my neck and began kissing and nibbling on my sensitive skin. I could feel the flame of my desire quickly rekindling, and the thought of Rosabella was fast receding from my mind.

“Time for you to spread your legs so that I can fuck you. Wider, spread your legs wider for me,” Raphael urged as his hand moved to unbuckle his belt. Soon his cock was free from its restraint, and it stood up proudly in between his legs. Once again I found myself marveling at its impressive size. Perhaps it looked even bigger and thicker than I had remembered.

–To be continued...