25. Chapter 25
Chapter twenty-five
Luciana
I had fallen into an all-too-familiar routine of staying up late, eagerly anticipating Emilio’s arrival home. The front door opening would always interrupt the quiet darkness of the night, and him quickly dismissing a Dino. And then finally, I could slip under the covers with him and bask in the warmth of his embrace.
It appeared to be an even longer night where he wouldn’t be home until three, possibly four am. I needed to give up and go to bed. While changing into my pajamas, I let my mind continue to daydream about Emilio.
I slid on a cute lingerie set I had bought, but had been too shy to show him. It was pink lace, with ribbons that held together the sides of the panties and the back of the bra.
As I searched for something to wear and cover myself, the bedroom door swung open. I jumped back, instinctively covering myself for whoever had just intruded on me.
Emilio stood in the doorway. I hadn’t heard him come in, or dismiss Dino. Had I been too deep in my own thoughts?
“Oh?” He said, shamelessly running his eyes up and down my body. “I hope this isn’t for anyone else but me.”
“Of course not,” I blurted out.
He walked towards me in a way an animal would hunt his prey. Emilio ran his thumb along my jaw, grazing it over my lips before kissing me.
“I better make sure of it,” he responded, before lightly pushing me back on to the bed.
He climbed over me, his muscular frame dwarfing my smaller one as he trapped my head between his large, calloused hands. With a mischievous glint in his eye, he teased me, planting soft kisses along the curve of my ear and down the sensitive skin of my neck. The warmth of his breath against my skin sent shivers through my body, and I couldn’t help but arch my neck towards him, eager for more.
His fingertips traced a path down my curves before reaching the delicate ribbons of my lingerie set. With each gentle tug, he unwrapped me like a gift, revealing my most intimate parts hiding underneath. The surrounding air was charged with electricity as his skilled hands caressed my body, igniting a fiery desire within me.
And then he pulled away. I let out a whine, wordlessly begging him to continue.
He laughed at me as he stripped off his shirt. “Be patient, Jaws. We have all night.”
“Yeah, but…”
I got distracted and was unable to finish my sentence as he pulled off his pants. His bulge was straining against his underwear, begging to be let out, and I was aching to see more.
Going slowly, as if to torture me, he pulled down his boxers until finally his cock sprang free. It had to have been over seven inches, with a flushed red head that was already leaking pre. I was sure it was the hottest thing I had ever seen in my life.
I felt myself clench around nothing, feeling a horrible ache with how empty I felt. In this moment, I knew one thing. I needed Emilio inside of me now.
“Emilio,” I whined. “Please.”
“Please what?”
I gasped as he slid his middle finger inside of me. My body tensed with each slow and deliberate pump, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my core. The feeling was so incredible that I struggled to ask Emilio for what I had initially desired.
“You know wha-” I started, but he slid another finger in and used his thumb to circle my clit. “Oh, fuck.”
I arched into the bedding, welcoming whatever Emilio had to give. My breath escaped me in quick, ragged gasps as his skilled fingers delved deeper into my core. He ignited a fire within me, stoking it with each deliberate movement and sending waves of ecstasy through my entire being.
Just as I was about to reach the precipice of pleasure, he withdrew his fingers.
“What the heck?” I cried, frustrated at having my orgasm taken away from me.
He laughed at me. “Oh, don’t worry, Jaws, you’ll be coming. Just tell me what it is you want.”
Emilio slid his cock along my right thigh, the pre come leaving a sticky trail as he moved it towards my mound.
I had been too overcome with embarrassment to utter the words out loud. He could sense my desperate longing for him to take me, to fuck me until I couldn’t walk. My body burned with an intense heat, begging for his touch.
“Put it inside,” I said, my face turning bright red.
“I’m going to need more than that.”
Tears of frustration pooled at the corners of my eyes from having my orgasm ripped away from me, and Emilio holding it within arm’s reach.
“Please fuck me,” I blurted, using language I didn’t think I was capable of. “Please, I need you so bad, I-”
Emilio didn’t even let me finish before slamming inside me with a force that had me gasping for air. The new sensation of him within me was foreign, but not unpleasant.
He pressed his hips against mine, fully entering my depths, before coming to a halt. “Was that too rough?”
“No,” I panted, still getting accustomed to the unfamiliar feeling blossoming in my lower half. “I’m ok.”
He gave me a quick once-over, searching my expression for any signs that I had been lying. Satisfied, he began to thrust into me at a rhythmic pace.
The previously unfamiliar sensation quickly transformed into an all-consuming pleasure, enveloping my entire being. And now, joined together, the feeling only intensified. It was a symphony of ecstasy coursing through my body, every nerve ending ignited with fiery passion. The feeling was indescribable and left me in a state of pure bliss.
Emilio leaned down, planting feverish kisses on my lips as his pace increased. I sloppily kissed back, unable to focus on meeting his lips with the pleasure that was flowing through my body.
“Emilio,” I whimpered, feeling the tidal wave of pleasure about to consume me.
“Come for me.”
Coming was too small of a word to describe it. It was an all-encompassing euphoria that transcended me off the earth on to a different universe’s plane. Emilio whispered a combination of filthy and sweet things into my ear as I held on to him, trying to stay tethered to this earth.
As the final aftershock hit my body, Emilio reached his peak. He pressed his face into my neck and let out a low moan before stilling inside of me.
We stayed conjoined, the only sound in the room our breathless panting.
With a groan, he finally pushed himself up and met my gaze. My heart raced, anticipating his usual snarky remark, but to my surprise, he cupped the side of my face and planted a kiss on my lips. His touch was warm and gentle, a stark contrast to his rough exterior.
I could get used to this side of Emilio.