I cup his cheeks and say, “I’m ready. I want this. I want you, Massi. Please, show me what I’ve been waiting for, for so many years.”
Something seems to shift in him—I see it in his eyes—and when he kisses me, it’s raw and animalistic.
He starts moving slowly, and I do everything in my power not to cry out in pain, focusing on his mouth on mine and putting everything I have into it.
Just when I think the stinging sensation will never go away, it subsides and pleasure starts to take over.
“That’s it, baby. Just a little bit of pain to get to the pleasure.”
He increases his speed, doing it in small increments to make sure I’m able to handle it.
Massi bends down and takes a taut nipple into his mouth. He rolls it around with his tongue, then bites down.
I cry out, not realizing how much I’d like having my nipples played with.
He moves his attention to the other one and does the same.
“I’ve spent way too long dreaming about the day I’d have you writhing underneath me. It’s better than I could’ve ever imagined.”
His words loosen me up even more, and when he increases his pace, sliding in and out of me, I meet his hips with mine, giving him deeper access to me than he had before.
“Holy shit,”he groans out, stopping abruptly. When I lift my hips to meet his again, he wraps his hand around my neck. Butwhen that still doesn’t stop me from moving underneath him, he tightens his grasp.
“Fucking hell, Liana. I’m not going to last if you keep doing what you’re doing.” His breathing is rough and heavy.
“I told you I didn’t want you to hold back. You’re holding back.”
His eyes narrow on mine. “You have me fucked up, you know that, right?”
“I want it all, Massi. Give me everything, or I’ll find someone who will.”
I didn’t have to throw that last part in, but if I don’t say something to get him going, he’s going to continue treating me like a fragile princess. I’m not a fragile princess. I’m a woman who’s no longer a virgin, who wants to be fucked by her husband.
Fire ignites behind his eyes. “What did you just say?”
“You heard me.” I slide the tip of my toe up the back of his thigh and tap his butt. “Fuck me the way I want you to. The way I knowyouwant to.”
He starts moving again, except this time he doesn’t slowly get into it. He takes control, moving his hips in unison with mine at a cadence I don’t thinkhewas even prepared for.
Long goes the husband who was trying to make my first time as sweet and comfortable as possible, and in enters my dominant husband who takes control and gives me more than I could’ve ever asked for.
“You want it rough and hard, baby?”
I nod, not able to get the words out as he rocks into me with a brutal force that’s bordering on painful but also sends signals of pleasure through my body.
“You want me to make this pussy weep red by the time I’m done with it?”
Those words should terrify me, but for some twisted reason I can’t begin to comprehend right now, they excite me. HavingMassi fuck me so hard and so raw is exactly what I begged him to do. The pain is there, but the pleasure supersedes it, and I freaking love it.
“Yes, Massi. Fuck me harder,” I pant out between thrusts.
“As you wish,mia moglie,” he says, and there’s an air of darkness to his tone. Like I’m unleashing a beast from within that he’s kept tied up for the last six years.
When he picks up his pace, slamming into me so hard it causes the headboard to pound against the wall, a tingling builds in my core.
Reaching between us, he finds my clit and rubs it. I squirm beneath him.
“That’s what my little wife needs,” he growls out.
