Chapter 11 #2
“You want me to fuck you hard, sole mio?” I purred, slowing down to a torturous pace, knowing it would drive my fiery little Italian crazy. Her lips twisted in frustration, and her eyes glared daggers when she saw the teasing glint in mine. “My pussy,” I stated. “Say it.”
“If I do, will you make me come?” she asked suspiciously.
I smirked as I continued to penetrate her with slow, even strokes. “Perhaps.”
“Figlio di puttana,” Gabriella cursed under her breath but not low enough that I didn’t hear.
I gripped her hair a little harder, and the hand still on her ass clenched. “That’s not very nice, sole mio. That sassy mouth of yours is going to earn you a spanking.”
Gabriella pouted, but I came to a stop and just smiled. “Whose pussy is this?”
She let out a cute little growl and wiggled her hips, but when I didn’t budge, she sighed. “Yours. It’s your pussy. Now will you please, for the love of every saint in heaven, let me come, stronzo?”
Hmm. Desperate for my cock was a good look for her. “Put your legs around me, sole mio.”
When she complied, I let go of her hair and slipped my hands under her ass before stepping back so she wasn’t sitting on the counter any longer.
Then I brought my palm down hard on one of her cheeks with a loud crack.
I was tempted to check if I’d left my print on her smooth skin, but I didn’t want to pull out of her tight center.
She yelped and stared at me with wide eyes. I raised an eyebrow and drawled, “I warned you about that smart mouth, Gabriella.”
Her eyes narrowed, and she opened her mouth.
“I’d think twice before you speak, sole. You’ll probably just earn yourself an ass so raw you won’t be able to sit tomorrow.”
Gabriella’s skin flushed, and I almost smiled when I saw how conflicted she was over her reaction.
“There’s nothing wrong with being turned on by a little spanking, mia peperina tutta fuoco,” I told her as I turned and strode over to an empty wall, then shoved her up against it.
My hips held her in place as I went back to thrusting, finally quickening my pace.
Gabriella cried out, and I groaned when desire burst into a fiery rage, engulfing us in its flames.
My fists slammed onto the wall on both sides of her head, and I buried my face in her neck.
“Mico!” she screamed. “Yes! Oh, yes! I’m so close!”
Bending my knees just a little was enough to change the angle of my thrusts so I hit just the right spot every time, I slid in and out of her snug pussy. She clamped down hard on my thick cock as she neared her release.
“Yeah, baby. That’s it. Fuck! Take all that cock, sole mio,” I rasped. “Oh, yeah, fuck! Just like that. Yes! Fuck!”
I bit down on the skin of her neck and licked the spot to soothe the sting before drawing it back into my mouth and sucking hard. Then I did it again, leaving my brand all over her curves.
Gabriella began to chant my name as her body grew increasingly taut, and her fingers yanked my hair, sending little pricks of pleasure and pain straight to my groin.
My spine tingled, and my balls drew up, so I reached for the last of my control. Her pussy was already milking come from my dick, but I wasn’t ready to completely let go.
Without warning, I pulled out and spun her around so her back was to my front. With a hand on each thigh, I spread her legs wide so I could stare down at her bare, juicy sex.
“Mine,” I growled as I spanked her pussy.
Gabriella screamed and began to shake uncontrollably. I moved us to the counter again, then pushed on her back, urging her to bend forward.
“Hold on, Gabriella," I ordered.
Her round, sexy little ass was on display, and I slapped each cheek just so I would get to see my handprint on her unmarred skin.
I hadn’t expected it to ignite my possessive instincts like a fucking forest fire, but the last threads holding me back were singed.
I was consumed with hunger, focused only on fucking my woman until she was screaming my name before I stuffed her full of my come.
I curled my arms around her thighs and raised her hips up so her feet were just off the ground, then I bent my knees and drove my dick up into her pussy again. Merda! At this angle, I was so deep the tip of my cock hit her womb as I bottomed out.
Gabriella was right at the edge, shaking with need and ready to explode.
I slammed into her four more times, and when I knew I was seconds from blowing, I put her on her feet again and guided her up so she was once again standing with her back to my front.
I slipped my hands between her legs and pushed them open, dipping a finger between her pussy lips to find her hard little bundle of nerves and pinch it. Then I slapped her pussy one last time.
She exploded like a fucking bomb, screaming so loud I was glad there were no neighbors nearby. If anyone heard my woman climaxing, they wouldn’t live to remember it.
Gabriella’s pussy squeezed the fuck out of my cock as she shuddered and throbbed through her orgasm. With one final thrust, I roared as I blew apart inside her, releasing surge after surge of hot come and filling her so full it dripped down her legs.
As I emptied inside her, I knew I was handing over my heart and soul to her. And I wanted to own hers as well. But it was the wrong time and place to talk about emotional shit.
As the last waves of my orgasm passed, my legs felt unsteady, but I had just enough strength to scoop Gabriella into my arms and carry her back to the bedroom.
I pulled back the covers and gently set her in the bed before lying down beside her and wrapping her in my arms.
“I…” I trailed off, unsure what exactly to say. Gabriella owned every part of me. But I wasn’t sure if I could tell her I loved her. Was I even capable of loving someone? Sure, I loved my parents and my brother, but I’d always suspected my heart didn’t work quite right.
Then again…I’d never met someone who had torn down my walls and ripped away the chains that I kept locked around my emotions. But love…? I wasn’t sure. And I refused to lie to her. So I gave her the most honest words I could.
“You are everything to me, Gabriella DeLuca,” I murmured. “You own me.”