Rafael usually likes a bit of spanking while the two of you are having sex, whether it’s a few light taps to your bottom (because lets face it, Rafi is an ass man and just can’t help himself) or when you’re riding him hard, looking down to see his pupil blown eyes watching you, hands tightly gripping at your hips. You’re so close to cumming that you beg him to spank you and oh man, does Rafi deliver, slapping your ass hard until you’re a moaning mess above him
Rafael is the dominant type in bed. He loves tying you up, blindfolding you, anything that gives him control and lets you know you’re his. Not that you’re complaining. You soak through your panties every time he slowly loosens his tie, using it to restrain your wrists against the headboard
 He never uses spanking punitively. Instead, if you’ve been bad, he uses his fingers to bring you the to edge of orgasm, until you’re shaking, trying to catch your breath. Rafael flips you over, rubbing the skin of your bottom before smirking. “I want you to count for me, how many do you think you deserve, hm?”
This time, however, you felt like teasing Rafael while he was at work, sending him pictures of you naked in his bed, touching your breasts, running your hands down your body. You even sent him a video of your fingers pumping in and out of you, desperately rubbing your clit. “Wish these were your fingers instead, papi”.
You didn’t know that he watched those videos during his recess, having to return to court half hard, waiting to go home and show you what it felt like to be on edge for hours
So when Rafael came home, removing his jacket and unbuttoning his shirt without saying a word, you watched him in silent curiosity. Watched as he sat on the couch, beckoning for you to come over. “Lay down, cariño.”You did as you were told, and Rafael roughly tore your pants down, licking a thick stripe up your slit with a flattened tongue, flicking your sensitive bud of flesh before wrapping his lips around it and sucking. “You need to be punished for what you pulled today, princesa.” He warned, his voice low. Rafael plunged his tongue inside of you, fucking you against his face. You cried out at the feeling, already so close after a day of playing with yourself.
Rafael removed himself completely, standing up. “Turn over. You want to cum? You’re going to have to beg.”
Rafael slapped your ass harshly, watching the skin turn red. He landed another spank, appreciating the way a small handprint was beginning to form, the way you whimpered at his touch. “Lo siento, pero I can’t hear you mami.”
“Please” you breathed, voice high pitched and needy. “Please, spank me again. I need to cum Rafi, por favor.” Gripping the arm rest tightly, it took all you had to keep from grinding against the couch, desperate for release. In response to your pleas, Rafael laughed slightly and pressed kisses to your stinging skin before spanking you again. “Good girl, that’s it. Think you can take a few more?” He asks. You nod silently, tears threatening your vision. “You know how to ask, then. Say it.”
“Please, papi. Necesito mas.” You cry, and Rafael kisses down your spine, landing the last few blows before entering you completely.
The sex doesn’t last long, both of you already halfway to orgasm from the teasing alone but as you both come down from your highs, panting, Rafael helps you to the shower, only to fuck you again against the wet, tile wall.
SVU addict 