Chapter Twenty-Three
chapter twenty-three
ISLA
I squeal as Caio lifts me into his arms and carries me through his apartment. My ears are blocked from the force of my orgasm. I wasn’t joking when I told him I’ve never come so hard in my life, sex has never ever felt like that before, and from what Caio said, that’s just the beginning.
I’ve never wanted someone so much before. I’ve never felt the need to be with someone so much that my body took over from my mind. My feet walked themselves here, I had no choice. My desire fully controlling my actions, no longer able to ignore the way Caio makes me feel, not after that kiss.
Another squeal escapes me as Caio drops me onto his soft bed. Fire sparking in his eyes, his dick is pushing against his jeans as he stands at the edge of the bed. It’s obvious that getting me off turned him on even more, and the thought makes me burn from the inside out.
I’ve never had someone enjoy pleasuring me like that. I’ve never enjoyed being pleasured like that before.
It dawns on me now that I’m lying here in my underwear, and he is fully clothed. With anyone else I’d feel insecure, but not with Caio. Never with him.
I pull the zip down on my skirt leaving me in just my matching set, heat burns in Caio’s eyes as his gaze trails over my body, and it fills me with a newfound confidence. “Your turn.”
“You want this off baby?” He grabs the edge of his shirt, and I nod.
“You take it off me then.”
I shuffle over to the edge of the bed where he is standing, rising on my knees to meet his eyes. I start at the top, unbuttoning his shirt at a painful pace, but I don’t want to rush this, I want to savor this all-consuming feeling.
Caio’s fingers are teasing my waist, trailing from the band of my bra down to the edge of my panties and back up again, his touch so light it gives me goosebumps. My body reacts to his touch in a way that I’ve never known.
I pop the bottom button and his shirt falls open exposing the chest I’ve been aching to get my hands on. Desire pools in my stomach as I look up at him, his gaze worshipping, no one has ever looked at me how Caio is looking at me right now, and I don’t think I’ve ever looked at someone the way I’m looking back at him either.
I run my hand over his hard chest pushing his shirt off his shoulders, my touch never leaving his warm skin. I look down to his pants in question.
“You know the rule,” he says, mischief sparkling in his eyes. But what shines behind that is warmth. Care.
I flick the button of his pants open, my heart racing as I pull his jeans down, taking his boxers with them. His erection springs free, it’s fucking huge and so hard it looks painful.
“ Fuck .”
He lets out a low chuckle cupping my cheek with a big hand, before pressing a tender kiss to my lips. “We’ll make it fit.”
I’m not so confident.
He presses another kiss to my lips, and I can’t get enough. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him into me. I don’t know how I could pretend I didn’t like Caio—he’s intoxicating, and right now he’s not close enough.
He matches my pace, his tongue licking into my mouth with the intense need I’m feeling. I sink my hands into his hair, my nails scratching against his scalp, eliciting a moan from him. I fucking love the sound so I repeat my actions making him growl into my mouth before he breaks the kiss, I almost whimper at the loss but a second later his lips are pressing loving kisses against my neck.
“Oh, god . ” He sucks on the sensitive spot beneath my ear, making me weak. If I wasn’t already on my knees I would be after this.
His arms reach behind me undoing my bra as his hot mouth explores my neck. I release my arms from his neck letting my bra slide off my arms and leaving me bare. Caio steps back, his chest heaving as he looks at me.
“You’re unreal, sweetheart.”
My cheeks heat at his words. I’ve never been the most confident in my body, but the way Caio is looking at me makes me feel like maybe I should be, like I’m the most beautiful woman in the whole world and I have the overwhelming urge to make him feel the same way.
I climb off the bed and walk him back until he’s sitting on the edge of the bed, then I sink to my knees in front of him in nothing but my red lace panties.
“Fuck,” he mutters before I’ve even touched him. “Do you even realize what you do to me?”
I wrap my hand around him, my fingers barely reaching all the way around. A bead of pre-cum sits right at the tip of his cock, I look up at him as I lick it into my mouth.
“Fuck, Isla.” His head hangs back as I take as much of him into my mouth as I can. My other hand roams over his upper body, I want to touch every inch of him, to sear the feeling of him into my mind.
“Look at you, my pretty girl. On your knees for me like this.” Caio wraps his hand in my hair, tugging as I swirl my tongue around the tip of his cock, before sucking down again.
He groans in pleasure, which makes me hum in satisfaction. I repeat the action, my pace building as I feel his body tensing under my touch.
He pulls on my hair gently tugging me away from him before softly grabbing my chin. “As much as I want to come down your throat right this second, I want to come inside of you even more,” he whispers.
He picks me up with ease lying me back on the bed, with him between my legs.
“I think it’s time for you lose these, lift your hips, sweetheart.” I follow his instructions lifting my hips so he can pull my underwear off.
“God, look at you.” He swipes his finger against me, making me moan in pleasure. “So wet for me Isla, did sucking me off turn you on, baby?”
“Mhm,” I nod.
“Didn’t I tell you to use your words?” He says it so sweetly, even when he’s reprimanding me.
“Yes, please.” I don’t know what exactly I’m pleading for.
“That’s better.” He presses a kiss to my most sensitive spot.
“ Caio,” I moan. “More, I need more.”
He complies without hesitating, dragging his tongue in one long stroke against me, making me writhe beneath him. God, fuck, he knows what he’s doing. He’s building me up, before he pulls away, reaching over to his nightstand and pulling out a condom.
“Wait,” I say, and he pauses. “I—” I hesitate.
“We can slow things down if you want, just say the word.”
No, that’s the last thing I want,” I breathe. “It’s just, if we’re doing this, I want to feel you.” His eyes soften as I say the words. “I’m on the pill and I’m all clear, I got checked just before we left.”
“I haven’t been with anyone since my last check, but are you sure?”
I nod, but when he gives me that look, I know I need to say it out loud. “I’ve never been more sure.” I lace my fingers with his. “I don’t want any barriers between us.”
Caio presses a kiss to my head in answer before moving himself on top of me lining himself up to my entrance. But he hesitates, the question swimming in his eyes. He’s considerate even now, making sure this is exactly what I want, but he doesn’t know just how much I need it.
I nod, and lock my ankles behind him, giving him a nudge. He doesn’t need any more encouragement than that, he pushes the tip in stretching me out inch by inch.
“ Oh, ” I cry out.
Caio leans down, bringing his lips to mine, kissing me lovingly as he pushes further in, almost like he’s apologizing for the sting as I stretch to fit him.
“Fuck,” he mutters once he’s pushed all the way in. “Look at how well you take me, sweetheart.” I circle my hips, showing him I want more. I want all of it. Everything he’s got to give.
He slowly pulls all the way out to the tip before slowly pushing back into me.
“ God, Caio!” He fills me all the way, leaving no room for any other thought in my mind but him and how he feels. Only him.
He’s pushing into me at a slower pace now, moving his hips with every thrust, brushing against my g-spot and it’s making me lose my mind.
I claw at his back wanting him closer than physically possible, and he brings his lips to mine in response kissing me with gentle urgency, I realize in this moment just how right this feels. How right he feels.
“You turn me senseless, Isla.” His kisses trail down my neck before he grazes his tongue over my nipple, making me arch into the bed. With my hands in his hair, I grip hard, and he bites down in response. I moan into the open room. “All I’ve been able to think about is you, is this.”
I moan at his words. Relishing in knowing he’s just as affected by this as I am.
“That’s it, baby.” He looks me in the eyes as he moves to my other nipple, teasing me, every stroke of his tongue taking me closer to my release. My body is begging for more. Reacting to him in a way I’ve never experienced.
“ Caio , I’m- oh , I’m gonna,”
“Are you gonna come for me again, sweetheart?” He picks up his pace thrusting into me with all of his weight as he reaches down between us, teasing my clit, giving me exactly what I need to fall over the edge.
“Oh, fuck.”
We move our bodies frantically, climbing to reach the high we both crave.
“ Caio .” He kisses me swallowing my screams as my release crashes into me.
He pumps hard into me for a few more beats before he groans into my mouth, his release chasing mine. His finger is still slowly circling my clit, milking my orgasm for all it’s worth as he slows his pace inside of me.
He presses a soft kiss to my lips, stroking stray hairs from my forehead.
“You’re a dream,” he smiles down at me, satisfaction marring his features, before he slowly eases out of me, leaving me feeling completely empty, as he disappears into the bathroom.
He comes back a second later with a washcloth in hand. He’s got a stupid, satisfied look on his face, and it makes me giddy. His body is carved like a Greek god, and I want it wrapped back around me already.
“Here,” he says before cleaning me up, filling me back up with emotion once again. Emotion that’s screaming at me that I’m in big trouble.
Caio throws the cloth across the room in the direction of his laundry basket, before he pulls me into his arms and tugs the sheets over us. His steady breathing is lulling me to sleep, but as I lay here, all I can think of is that that was more than just sex, I just don’t know yet if that’s a good or a bad thing.