He circles my G-spot until I can barely hold it anymore.
“Mmm … so wet for me.”
God, this man’s fingers are a gift straight out of heaven. How is he even doing this?
“Whose naughty girl are you?” he growls.
“Yours,” I mewl.
He plays with my G-spot while circling my clit as well, and the combined sensations are pushing me over the edge.
“Then come for me like the naughty girl you are and let me feel you fall apart for me.”
A moan leaves my mouth as my pussy begins to throb harder than ever before, and my mind has completely gone over the edge with no return. The orgasm is unreal, so heavy it makes my entire body twitch.
I can’t think of anything else right now than to let this man fuck me blindly into the next dimension. Fuck. He’s really made me his.
Matteo
Finally, she’s ready for me.
As her orgasm subsides, I pull my fingers out of her wet pussy and savor the taste by licking them as she watches. “Your orgasm tastes divine, Tesoro. I will have to feast on you soon.” Her pupils dilate from the promise of more pleasure, and I smirk. “Patience is a virtue.”
“I can’t wait any longer,” she hums.
She’ll have to endure a little longer. “Let me look at you,” I say, as I grab her face and caress her so gently she nearly melts into the palm of my hand. “So beautiful …”
This woman has riled me up like nothing ever has, and I have wanted nothing more than to fuck her until she finally forgot all about her anger toward me, and I am done holding back.
My fingers curl under her dress, and I slowly roll it up over her head until her perfect tits spill out and her naked body presses up against mine while I throw it to the floor.
She shudders in place, as if she’s confused by my adoration, but I am done hiding my growing obsession. I grab her breast and cover her nipple with my lips, sucking until it hardens in my mouth, and fuck me, there is nothing quite like the taste of her perfect tits.
She hovers over my dick, but I hold her back for just a few seconds more, so I can savor this moment before the after.
“I thought you wanted to fuck me?” she murmurs.
I lean in, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips, while my hand cups the small of her back.
It’s not her pussy I want, it’s her goddamn heart.
“I wantyou,” I reply. “All of you.”
Her lips part, allowing me access, and I lick the roof of her mouth, dying of a thirst I never felt before. I want to own this woman, make her beg for more day in and day out, and scream her name off the rooftops, but I want my wife to want me just as badly, and it’s slowly been chipping away at my sanity.
“Please … Matteo,” she begs, kissing me just as feverishly. “I need to feel you inside me.”
Fuck.Hearing her say my name like that makes my eyes nearly roll into the back of my head.
I grasp her face and smash my lips onto hers, groaning as I force the seam of her lips apart and lick the roof of her mouth. I’m so goddamn hungry for this woman, and she’s been taunting me ever since she came into my house.
Enough.
With my lips still firmly on hers, I wrap my arm around her and throw her onto the bed with me on top. She squeals with delight, but I silence her with more rabid kisses and hungry nips at her lips. My hand slides down her body, getting used to the feel of her beneath me, my fingertips grazing past her nipples, which peak under my command. She’s so goddamn beautiful I can’t take my eyes off her, and I want nothing more than for her to say my name over and over again while I fuck her pussy raw and remind her whoshe belongs to.
“Are you ready?” I whisper, kissing the top of her lip.
“Let me feel you,” she groans. “Please.”
