Chapter 35 #2
The words barely leave my mouth before he closes the distance between us and crashes his lips against mine.
The kiss is deep, hungry, and filled with raw relief. His hands cup my face as he devours me, like he’s been starving for this answer.
I wrap my arms around his neck, pressing myself against him, feeling the way his body trembles with barely contained emotion.
When we finally break apart, both of us breathing hard, something wild and possessive flashes in his eyes. He lifts me, and I wrap my legs around his waist as he kisses me again, harder this time.
I pull back just enough to look at him, my heart racing with a sudden, bold idea. I slide down his body until my feet touch the floor, keeping my eyes locked on his the entire time.
Without breaking eye contact, I reach down and pull my dress over my head, then unhook my bra and let it fall to the floor.
Nico’s gaze darkens instantly, filled with raw hunger as he stares at my bare breasts.
I drop to my knees in front of him, my hands shaking slightly with nerves and excitement as I unbuckle his belt and unzip his trousers.
Nico has been so generous in the bedroom, I want to reciprocate the favor too.
I push his trousers down along with his briefs, freeing his cock. It’s already hard. I wrap my hand around the base and lean forward, swiping my tongue over the head, tasting the salty pre-cum.
He groans deeply, one hand threading into my hair.
I spit on his cock, using my hand to spread it, making him slick and shiny. Then I press my breasts together around his length, trapping him between them.
I start moving, slowly at first, sliding his cock up and down between my tits, squeezing them tighter around him.
“Fuck…” Nico curses in Italian, his head falling back for a moment. “Just like that, baby. God, look at you…”
The sight of his cock sliding between my breasts, the way his hips start to move, the deep groans falling from his lips, it makes me feel powerful. Desired. Wet.
I look up at him through my lashes as I continue, moving faster, pressing my breasts tighter around him.
“You like this?” I whisper, my voice breathy.
He looks down at me, eyes blazing. “Fuck yes. You look so fucking good with my cock between your tits.”
I keep going, squeezing and stroking him with my breasts, occasionally leaning down to lick the tip when it comes close to my mouth. Nico’s breathing grows ragged, his hand tightening in my hair as his hips thrust faster, fucking my breasts with more urgency.
The power I feel in this moment, watching this strong, dangerous man unravel because of me, is intoxicating.
His breathing grows ragged, his hips thrusting faster between my breasts.
“Fuck, baby… I’m going to come,” he groans, voice wrecked.
I look up at him through my lashes, keeping my breasts pressed together, moving faster for him. With a deep, guttural groan, he spills all over me.
Thick, hot ropes of cum land across my chest, some shooting up to my neck and lips. I moan softly, licking the drop that landed on my lower lip, tasting him.
I rub his cum into my skin with my hands, smearing it over my breasts while looking straight into his eyes.
Nico watches me like he’s possessed.
He pulls me up roughly, kissing me hard, tasting himself on my tongue. His hands grip my ass, squeezing possessively as he devours my mouth.
“You’re fucking fantastic,” he growls against my lips. “So dirty for me. Such a good girl.”
I whimper into his mouth, aching between my legs. “I need you inside me.”
He doesn’t hesitate. In one fluid motion, he lifts me like I weigh nothing. I wrap my legs around his waist as he lines himself up and thrusts into me in one powerful stroke.
I cry out at the sudden fullness, my nails digging into his shoulders.
This time, there’s no restraint.
He fucks me hard, deep, brutal thrusts while holding me suspended in his arms. Every slam of his hips sends shockwaves through my body. I’m shaking, moaning loudly, completely at his mercy as he drives into me again and again.
“Fuck… so tight,” he snarls, teeth grazing my neck. “This pussy is mine. All fucking mine.”
I can barely speak, only broken moans and his name falling from my lips. The angle is devastating, he’s so deep, hitting that perfect spot with every savage thrust.
My breasts bounce against his chest, my body jolting in his arms as he fucks me like he’s been holding back for days.
I come hard the first time, screaming his name, my pussy clenching violently around him. But he doesn’t stop. He keeps pounding into me, relentless, carrying my full weight like it’s nothing.
“Please—Nico—I can’t—oh God—”
“You can,” he growls, biting my shoulder. “Give me another one. Come on my cock again.”
It doesn't take long before I shatter a second time, sobbing with pleasure, my whole body convulsing. Still, he doesn’t slow down. He fucks me through it, harder, deeper, until I’m a trembling, oversensitive mess in his arms.
Only then does he let go.
With a deep, animalistic groan, he buries himself to the hilt and comes hard, flooding me with thick, hot pulses of his cum. I moan weakly, feeling every spurt as he fills me completely.
We stay like that for a moment, him still inside me, both of us breathing hard and trembling. Then he collapses into his office chair, keeping me straddled on his lap, my head falling against his chest.
I let out a breathless laugh. “That was… something.”
“Yeah,” he murmurs, voice rough as he caresses my hair, pressing soft kisses to my temple. “You’re my fiancée now.”
I lift my head to look at him, still dazed and glowing. “Yeah… I am.”
He kisses me deeply, tenderly this time, his hand cupping the back of my neck.
“We’re getting married,” he whispers against my lips. “You’re mine. No one else’s.”
I smile softly, resting my forehead against his. “I’m yours. Only yours.”
It feels so right saying it.