Page 64 of King of War

I waste no time getting her tank top and bra off, kissing every inch of her skin as I expose it. Fuck me, she tastes like heaven, smells like nirvana, feels like home. I trail kisses over her jawline, from her ear to her collarbone, and to her nipples. When I suck a stiff peak into my mouth she lets out the sexiest little moan, the kind that has my cock leaking. I nip her gently, catching the bud between my teeth while I flick my tongue against it the way I remember she likes it.

“Oh, god,” she moans, writhing until her pussy grinds against my cock through my jeans. I press the seam of my zipper against her, rubbing against her clit through her panties while I lavish her perfect tits with the kind of attention they deserve.

“Did you forget that I’m your god, cuore mio? The only one you’ll worship. Mine is the only name you’re going to cry out when you come.”

She groans her agreement, chasing the orgasm I’m about to give her. The way her delicious nipples pebble in my mouth makes me want to bite her harder, draw blood and mark her for my own. She is perfection, and she is mine. She always was, and she always will be.

“Enzo, please.”

Motherfuck! I need inside her. “Fuck, I love it when you beg, baby.”

My mouth clamps around her nipple again while I roll the other between my fingers and grind the thick seam of my jeans against her needy pussy.

I feel her coming before I hear her. Her muscles tense, her hips still, and then she lets out the sexiest sound I have ever heard in my whole goddamn life. “Enzo!”

“That’s my girl,” I murmur against her skin.

She’s still trembling when I drag my mouth down over her stomach, teeth skimming over the skin of her abdomen. The scent of her cum floods my senses, and I am feral for a taste of her sweet pussy. I’ve wanted this from the moment I laid eyes on her again. I slide my hand between her thighs, finding the damp material covering her. “Your panties are soaked.” I tug them aside, slip a finger inside her, and almost come in my pants when I feel how wet she is. “You’re fucking soaked, baby.”

She begs me for more, bucking her hips into my hand.

“Soon, cuore mio. I need to eat before I fuck you. But let’s get these panties off you first, huh. It would be a shame for them to soak up any more of this delicious cum than they already have.” I peel them down her legs slowly, savoring the soft, needy little noises she makes. As desperate for me as I am for her. When she’s naked, I spread her thighs wide apart. Then I take a few seconds just to stare at her beautiful pussy, pink and slick and inviting. Mine. Only ever fucking mine.

I run my tongue the length of her wet center, her juices coating my tongue and flooding my senses. Fuck, she’s as delicious as I remember. I drink from her like her cum is nectar from the gods—which it just might be. I have no idea how I lived without her, without this, for so long. Because this woman is everything to me. Not just her body, but her kind heart and her pure soul. She’s the other half of me, and without her I can never be whole.

“Oh, fuck,” she groans, fingers digging into my scalp as she rocks herself into my waiting mouth. “I forgot how good you are at that.”

Looks like I need to remind her exactly how good I am so she won’t ever forget again. Or maybe I’ll just eat her pussy every damn day for the rest of my life. I lick her again, the flat of my tongue pressed against her, from her pussy entrance to her clit before focusing my attention there. I tease the bundle of nerves with my tongue and teeth, rimming the edges over and over again until she’s shaking with the need to come. So I focus the pressure right there, in that spot that makes her mewl like a feral kitten, and I work her over until her orgasm explodes through her, her cum is dripping onto my chin, and she’s screaming my name like I am her god.

“Fuck, I have really missed that.” I wipe my chin clean of her cum and then lick it off my hand while she watches me through dark, hooded eyes. I press a soft kiss on her lips. “You look so fucking sexy when you come, Rayne.”

She giggles. “Bet I don’t. But you, sir, are pussy drunk.”

I kiss her again, lying over her and holding my weight on my forearms. “I definitely am, but you’re still sexy as hell.”

I sink my aching cock inside her, and endorphins race through me, lighting up my veins. She’s still tight from her climax, and it’s like fucking velvet and silk. “Jesus, fuck, Rayne, you feel so good.”

“You too.” She arches her back as I bottom out inside her, going balls deep.

She’s my heaven. My home.

I brush back her hair, cup her beautiful face in my hands, and press my mouth against hers so I can kiss her while I fuck her. Keeping my pace steady and relentless, torn between wanting to nail her to this bed and dragging this out for as long as possible.

She whimpers, wrapping her legs around my waist and sinking her heels into my ass, like she wants more. Needs more. “Stop teasing me,” she moans into my mouth.

“I’m not teasing, cuore mio. I’m taking my time with you.” I kiss her jawline, her neck, along her collarbone, slowly rocking into her, feeling her tight pussy ripple around my shaft every time she gets close to her release. “Because it’s been far too long since I fucked you like this.”

“It feels like teasing,” she whines. “You’re keeping me on the edge.”

I dust my lips over hers. “Baby, you know how hard you come for me when I make you wait. Remember that time you passed out.”

She giggles. “Yes.” I sink inside her, rolling my hips, and she moans in pleasure. “You’re too good at that.”

“Because I know exactly what your needy little pussy wants. So how about you have a little patience and enjoy the teasing?” I pull out torturously slowly, feeling every millimeter of her slick pussy gripping me like she doesn’t want to let me go before driving back inside so hard that my own eyes roll back in my head. She’s so wet and snug, it’s impossible to hold off from coming inside her. Even the thought of filling her sweet cunt with my cum has me on the edge too.

I throw her legs over my shoulders so I can get in deeper, and the new angle has all kinds of sexy little moans pouring out of her. Fuck, she is the most precious thing in this world to me, the most exquisite treasure I’ve ever held in my hands, and I’ll never lose her again.

I fuck her for as long as I can hold out, her pussy getting creamier and wetter with every thrust. And when her legs are shaking and she’s begging me to let her come, I pick up my pace and give her the pounding we’re both craving. She falls over the cliff crying out my name, and I follow immediately after, my climax smashing into me with the force of a freight train. I lower her legs to the bed and collapse on top of her, totally fucking boneless. Totally fucking spent.