Chapter 14 Teo #3
“Hold up…” she whispered, grabbing my wrist preventing me from walking off. Her eyes darted away as if she suddenly felt shy or embarrassed about whatever she was about to say next. “What if... what if I want to be more than just company? What if I want—” she swallowed hard.
I froze, her words catching me off guard.
We hadn’t been intimate in a long ass time, and even then it was only once.
But somehow, I knew that was what she wanted.
My eyes went to search hers, but she wouldn’t meet my gaze.
Instead, she focused on the space between her fingers still wrapped around my wrist and the edge of the bed.
“What if you want what, Amore?” I asked softly, crouching slightly to get on her level. My free hand reached up, gently lifting her chin so she had no choice but to look at me. “Tell me what you want. And I will give it to you.”
She cleared her throat and removed her hand. “What if I want to be with you like that again?”
“Sex? You wanna have sex?”
Her lips pressed together, before she shook her head in affirmative.
“And what brought this on? Not that I’m complaining. But I need you to be sure, because once I drop this dick in you Amore. It’s really no going back.”
She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling as she gathered her thoughts.
“I’ve been going back and forth about how I reacted when my parents first told me about the arrangement, for the past couple of weeks.
How I was so mad that day.” Her eyes met mine.
“Then... it just faded. Poof.” Her hand gestured in the air, mimicking an explosion.
“I realized that maybe it wasn’t about the arrangement itself but about how no one felt the need to tell me what was going on.
You do realize that you could have told me? Back then?”
I watched while she picked at the bed of her nails, a nervous habit.
But when she finally looked at me, I truly felt like I had let her down.
Her once bright eyes were full of vulnerability.
While her mouth and body said that she had forgiven me, her eyes told a different story. And the realization cut deep.
“You weren’t ready to accept it back then. Look how you bolted from my bed the day after. Then put distance between us. Acted like it never happened.” I told her tenderly, but full of regret.
“And you let me.” Her words hit me hard, and I nodded, acknowledging the truth in her statement.
“I did. Because that’s what you needed, Amore mio. Trust me, that was the hardest shit I’ve ever done.”
Quiet as its kept, that shit fucked me up — letting her create distance knowing she needed space to become the woman she is today.
The days, months, and year afterward wasn’t my finest moments.
I was running through women left and right and keeping Yanna at arm’s length.
I kept just enough tabs on her to make sure she was safe but gave her space to live.
We spoke when it was needed, and she knew she could call me for anything, but I held back, respecting her need for independence.
Her gaze softened, like she understood, but I still wanted to reassure her. “I never stopped caring or protecting. Just know that.”
She nodded slowly. “I know.”
A small smile fluttered across her face.
“Anyway, earlier today I started questioning why I wasn’t angry anymore.
Why I let Corey go without a second thought.
Why I let you... play in my pussy, so easily.
” She paused a moment letting the words settle.
“It’s because deep down, I knew. I knew we would always find our way back to each other.
And now... I don’t want to fight it anymore. ”
She stood up pulling the large tee-shirt from her body, revealing her bare skin — perfect, round chocolate nipples stared back at me.
Her hand fell to her waistband of her pajama shorts.
She shimmied them down her legs, letting them pool at her feet.
The vulnerability in her eyes was now replaced by determination.
Again, she was bare, and my eyes crawled all over her, taking in every inch of her naked gloriousness. Both of her arms encircled my neck, as she pressed her body into mine. Her soft breast pressed firmly against my chest, and I could feel her heartbeat pound rapidly. It was in sync with my own.
Without hesitation, one hand wrapped around her hips, while the other fell to her ass, gripping it with so much force I was sure to leave a mark. I pulled her close letting her feel the erection she had caused.
“You see the shit you do to me?” I growled into her lips, then took her mouth like a man starved.
There was nothing tender about this kiss. In fact, this was one of those urgent, desperate kisses. It was one that expressed every unsaid word, communicated every moment of desire, and revealed every emotion we both been holding back over the years.
Lifting her from her feet, she wrapped both legs around my waist allowing me to carry her to the bathroom. She trailed her lips softly along my jawline, then to my neck, and finally back to my lips.
I set her down gently on the bathroom counter. “I’m gonna make you Ayanna Donatelli tonight.” I told her, discarding my shirt, then my pants, and boxer briefs, then carrying her into the large walk-in shower with me.
Placing her on the massive bench inside the shower, I instructed, “Open them legs up for me… wide so I can admire every part of you.”
Slowly she did as I asked, parting her thighs revealing her most intimate parts to me. I reached over her shoulder and started the shower, allowing the water to fall freely on us.
“Touch yourself, Amore.”
My heavy lids watched with rapt attention as her manicured fingers rubbed gentle circles over her swollen nub. She began to explore, dipping her two fingers in and out, while her thumb circled her clit.
That thang was wet, leaking like a waterfall.
I could see her arousal coating every inch of her fingertips. But she was holding back. I could see the cries she was trying to suppress.
“Let me hear you.” I softly commanded, and the most exquisite moan escaped her lips. The sounds of her pants and the soft water colliding against the surface were music to my ears.
While she found bliss, I lathered one of the washcloths I’d grabbed and proceeded to wash my body, needing to rid myself of today’s activities.
As soon as I saw she was about to cum, I grabbed her hand and ordered, “Stop. Let me.” I took her fingers into my mouth, savoring the taste of her arousal on my tongue.
“Hmm, I think I need a better taste,” I murmured, lowering my mouth to her center.
Her hips arched toward me, and her breath quickened the minute my tongue invaded her sweet ass pussy.
If I hadn’t known before, it was now confirmed that I would kill any motherfucker who threatened her peace or happiness.
Wet licks, slurps, and soft whimpers filled the shower as I explored her with my mouth.
Her hands found their way to the back of my head, pulling me further into her core.
I was determined to make her bust in my mouth.
When I felt her stomach constrict and her legs grow tight around my neck, I knew she was close.
Inserting my middle finger, I pumped in and out of her, while simultaneously sucking on her clit. Her first explosion was massive, moving through her body like a wave. Her cries were loud, and almost deafening.
I liked it. I wanted to hear more. The louder she was, the harder my dick grew.
Holding her tightly, I allowed her to cream all over my face. I savored every drop and reveled in every tremor and gasp that escaped her. Gradually, her body relaxed, and I looked up at her with a mischievous grin, knowing I was nowhere done with her.
Now with my erection fully at attention, I lifted her from her seated position and guided my hard length into her tight walls.
“Fuck,” I growled. She felt good, her wet heat squeezing the life out of me as I backed her into the cool tiled surface.
I held both of her legs in the crook of my elbows as I thrusted into her deeper.
The sensation of her silky walls was almost overwhelming.
The last time I slid up in anyone raw... was her.
Her cries matched the rhythm of our colliding bodies, and I couldn’t help but swallow her mewls of pleasure. Pushing my tongue to the back of her throat, I continued to give her long, hard, and deep strokes.
I felt her pussy clenched. “You bout to cum?” I increased my pace, driving into her with intensity. “Hmm? Did I say you could cum?”
I moved her from the wall, sitting down on the bench behind me, then dropped her onto my dick. With vigor, I fucked her from the bottom while gripping her hips.
“T-Teo, shit.” Her legs clenched at my waist. It was her attempt to ration my movements.
“Nah, Amore mio. You’re going to take every inch of me until I’m finished with you. Con il tuo bel culo.” I smirked, my lips traveling to her breast, before taking each one individually into my mouth.
Her head flew back, and hips moved feverishly against my hardened dick.
The loud flesh slapped loudly. Her core tightened around my shaft, and long nails dug into my back, leaving long scratch marks that would surely leave a reminder of this night.
Releasing her taut titties from my lips, I moved my kisses, and soft caresses up to her neck.
Then to her collar, and eventually back to her lips.
When her body arched into mine, and her arms tightly squeezed, I knew I’d found her sweet spot, and she was about to cum all on my dick.
“Ahh there it is. You gone give me all of you? Let me have all of that sweet goodness? Be mine, completely? I whispered against her parted lips, feeling her body tremble her release A splash of warmth erupted, as her frantic whines turned into a soft low whimpers. She surrendered to me completely.
“Just like that, I feel you soaking me up,” I murmured, savoring the way her body responded. To the way she just melted into me. Her arousal coated me, covering every part of my shaft, and thighs.
“I’m about to plant my seed in you.” I kissed her softly, still guiding her hips over my midsection.“You ready for that?”
“Mhmm” she moaned and nodded at the same time. That was all it took before I unleashed my unborn babies into the womb of the woman who would be my wife in just a few days.