Like we fit.
His mouth brushes my ear as he murmurs softly against my skin.
“That’s because you’re mine, Chiara.”
My breath catches.
“You were always meant to be mine.”
Then he kisses me again.
And this time when I melt into him, the sound that escapes me is half laugh, half moan.
We make a mess out of washing each other with soap and shampoo, making sure to rinse off all the grit and grime of the game.
Noah seems to enjoy every moment, especially when I drop to my knees and pay extra special attention to a very special part of him.
“Jesus, woman, enough,” he growls and pulls out of my mouth before I’m finished.
“Hey!”
“Hey nothing, I’ll be coming inside this sweet pussy, Chiara.Hear me?I want it.I need it,” he growls and proceeds to lift me up and carry me out of the shower with one hand between my legs and his other arm wrapped around my waist.
By now, I’m soaked in more places than one.
And all because my strong as fuck boyfriend just carried my plus size ass across the hotel room.
“Glad you like my strength, Love.And I’m really fucking glad you see me as your boyfriend,” he begins, and heat pools in my belly, soaking my sex and dripping down my thighs, “But the only adjective I’ll hear about your size is perfect.Now, roll onto your belly and lift that perfect size ass so I can see what’s mine,” he commands.
And I practically fall off the bed in my haste to listen.
“I’m okay!”I say as I right myself.
I feel him moving in behind me.
I hear the sound of the condom wrapper opening, and of him sliding the rubber onto his long, hard cock.
But instead of sliding it where I need him most, I feel his breath against my cheek right before his tongue slides across my slit, to my asshole, then back to my clit.
“Oh, God!”
A hand comes down on my cheek.
“Noah, Love.You say Noah when I fuck you.”
Then he does it again.He licks me, burying his face between my cheeks and lips proceeds to eat me out in a way I’ve never experienced—and it’s fucking divine.
“Noah!Oh God!I-I’m coming.”
His fingers dig into my hips as he raises his head and fits his cock to my slick entrance.
“Christ, Love, you’re so fucking good,” he growls and pushes inside.
I know I’m already wet.But with every thrust and withdrawal more liquid gushes from my pussy.
“Chiara!Fuck, Love, you feel so damn good.”
He cages me in, kissing my shoulders, my neck, and I moan, loving it—loving him.
