I moved my eyes from his to mine.My flushed cheeks.Swollen, pink lips.My breasts bouncing and swaying with each of Stefan's thrusts.
“Do you see it?”he asked from behind me.He sped up and drove inside of me now with more abandon.
I set my hands on the counter to brace myself.
“You don't see it,” he breathed out.“I can't believe you don't see it.”
I had no idea what he was talking about.The only thing I was thinking about at the moment was what he was doing to me.And when his hand moved between my legs and began that torturous, wonderful circling that he loved to do—I felt myself coming almost instantly.
“Stefan,” I said in a breathy whimper as I closed my eyes.I'd never had sex like this before.He was so deep.
So all-consuming.
I faltered for a moment because I didn't know what to do.But I didn't have to wait long to find out.Stefan was right there to show me.“I've got you, Chesca.”His arms wrapped around me while he kept fucking me from behind.“Open your eyes and come for me.”
For a fleeting moment, I thought about obeying him.Soon, I realized there was no way I could do that.Actually, I did the exact opposite and squeezed my eyes shut tighter—just like every other muscle in my body clenched.
And I came so gloriously.Stefan's hands slid to my breasts and he pinched my nipples, heightening my ecstasy.
And then it was Stefan's turn to give in.“Look at me while I come inside you,” he said in such a demanding voice—I listened.
And pried my eyes open.His gaze immediately grabbed me.And I watched as his face changed and he succumbed to his release.
Stefan was the most handsome man I'd ever seen.
By far.
But when he orgasmed?
Gosh.
He was magnificent.
I could feel him coming inside of me.
Feel him draining himself into me.
We were silent for a long moment afterward—as we came down from our lovemaking.
I broke the silence.“Looks like you're going to need more washcloths.”
Stefan laughed and pulled out of me.
I felt his release begin to drip down my thigh.“Actually, I think this is going to require a shower.”He kissed my neck.“Only if I get to soap you up.”
And then we showered.
And Stefan's soaping might have led to more lovemaking.
And by the end of it—I had to redo my hair and my makeup.
But I did it with a smile on my face.
5
Francesca
“Sorry we took so long,” Stefan said as we entered the kitchen.He let go of my hand and strode up to his mother.She was at the counter, putting potatoes into a bowl.
