Chapter 21 #2
"Hearing you cuss turns me on, did you know?" I murmur, my voice filled with intent. "But if there’s gonna be any fucking, it’s going to be me doing it to you. Got that?"
She nods against me, looking flushed. As her lips part again, I bring a finger up to trace the outline of her mouth. Frustrated with the teasing, Vittoria drags my finger inside the warmth of her mouth to suck, sending a jolt of electricity through me.
“Jesus Christ, Vittoria, I think you’ll be the death of me.”
She moans around my finger and shivers from the pent-up passion. When I pull my finger out of her mouth, she starts to grumble. “Don’t do this to me, please. Let me have you.”
I kiss her again, gently now, like we have all the time in the world.
Her fingertips graze the skin of my neck, trailing down to my lower back.
She presses firmly against me as we kiss.
I shift a bit to slide my hand up her dress to the insides of her thighs.
When my fingers find the lacy band of her panties, she lets out a soft gasp.
“I haven’t even touched you,” I whisper, watching her.
She shakes her head, letting tendrils of her hair fall across her face. “You don’t have to… Dario, but touch me. I’m begging.”
I slide my finger inside her, watching as her eyes widen and her mouth goes slack. I drive two fingers into her beautiful, perfect pussy and feel her clench around me.
She struggles to say, “Anyone driving by can see this… us, like this. Why doesn’t it feel weird? Why do I feel so damn good about it?”
I push my fingers deeper, and she cries out in shock, pain, and pleasure.
“You’ve changed, that’s why. I don’t want you to ever feel the need to hide what you want from me.
If you want me, this— all you have to do is say it.
Heaven knows I could fuck you every single day of my life until you’re too sore to even get out of bed. ”
“Ohh, Dario.”
I thrust my fingers in and out of her, going wild at the wet sounds her body makes from the impact. All I can say in the heat of the moment is, “You please me, Vit.” She nods quickly, panting.
“I’m gonna come… Dar—”
I pull my fingers out of her, flip her around, and yank her dress up. Her panties slide off easily, gliding down her sexy hips with just a tug. I tuck them into my pants pocket and pull out my cock, using her wetness to warm myself as I stroke before thrusting deep inside her.
She cries out.
I shatter.
Her body clenches around me, hot and desperate, and I know—I’ll never get enough of this. Of her. Of the way she takes me like she was made for it. Made for me.
She gasps my name, and I lose myself.
I don’t move right away. A car drives past with the windows rolled up, but I catch sight of a middle-aged woman with her dog.
I don’t think Vittoria notices them. She splays her hands on the side of the car and pushes her hips back, urging me to go deeper, and I oblige.
I place a hand on the small of her back and smack her bottom with my other hand.
“You fill me up so well,” she whispers breathlessly. “I’m all yours, Dario. Use my body as you please.”
That’s all the invitation I need. I move inside her, feeling her warmth and slickness pull me deeper with each thrust. “Vittoria,” I drawl, smacking her butt again.
She yelps, giggling and moaning, her softness and fragility making me lose control.
I pound into her with such force that she shakes visibly long before she even comes.
When the orgasm hits her, it’s a wave, and she screams out, “I fucking love you, Dario! I love you with every fiber of my being!”
I can’t tell if she means it amidst all that pleasure, so I stay quiet, focusing instead on how slick she’s become.
When I smack her butt again, she moans, and that’s when I release, shooting my load into her, groaning at the sweetness that envelops me.
I lean down to kiss her shoulders and back as I pull out.
Her hands tremble when I turn her around to face me. I kiss her forehead, nose, and cheeks, and she lets me. “You’re wonderful.”
She reaches for her panties, but I shake my head. “Uh, no. You aren’t getting those back. I want you naked and dripping with my cum so you don't forget how good we feel together.”
“I don’t think I could forget…”
“Yeah?”
She rises on her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around my shoulders, biting down on her bottom lip, and looking at me with such passion and wildness that it momentarily takes my breath away. “I told you I love you, Dario, and you didn’t say a thing. Do you not love me too?”
“What?”
“Just now when I said it, didn’t you hear?”
“I heard.”
“You know, there’s no pressure. I just wanted you to know that I loved you and—”
“Hell, how can I not love you?” I mutter, the words slipping out before I can stop them. But it’s the truth, and I’m tired of pretending I don’t feel it.
“You—God, you take my breath away with a single look. You’ve done that from the moment I saw you. And every time you look at me, you pull me in deeper, like I’m caught in something I can’t escape. And honestly? I don’t want to. I’m fucking madly in love with you.”
My hands find her, pulling her closer, almost like I can’t get enough of her.
I lean in. “And... your body? Yeah, it feels like heaven and I’ll fuck it everyday for the rest of my life if you’ll let me, but that’s not all.
It’s the way you make me see things differently.
The way you make me feel like I can be someone, not just a shell of who I was before you came into my life.
I never thought I could want someone like this. .. like I need you.”
Her eyes soften, and I pause, searching for the words. I press my forehead against hers, and I speak from the heart.
“I don’t want it any other way because of everything.
Because you see the ugly parts of me, the stuff I’ve buried, and still, you don’t turn away.
You stay. You want me, even when I’m at my lowest. That’s the thing.
You make me believe I can be better, for you, for us.
.. You make me feel worthy, Vittoria. And I didn’t even know how badly I needed that until you. ”
She takes a shaky breath and looks at me like she’s trying to see into my soul.
“I don’t know how I got so damn lucky,” she says softly.
I smile. “You didn’t get lucky. We both just... found each other. And now I’m not letting you go. Not ever.”
She closes the space between us, her lips brushing mine softly, like she’s trying to savor the moment. I kiss her back, tasting the rawness of everything we’re saying without saying another word.
“I love you, Dario. More than I know how to say,” she whispers.
“Good. Because I’m going to love you like this—like this, right here, right now—and every damn day after. Your place is here, with me forever, Vittoria. And I’m yours, for all the rest of it.”
She kisses me again, slow and deep, until I can feel myself hardening against her. She pulls away just enough to glance down at the bulge in my pants, her lips curling into a sly smile.
“I like how responsive you are to me…” she teases, her voice a silky whisper that sends a shiver down my spine.
“Only for you, princess.”
My body betrays me, hardening with every passing second, the primal need to fuck her again growing stronger with each breath.
“Better,” she purrs. “Now, what are you going to do about it?”
Her words are a challenge, and I’m not the type to back down. I lean in closer, a smirk playing on my lips. “What are you going to do about it, baby?”
Then, without warning, she surprises me by getting down on her knees at the side of the road, looking up at me like I’m some kind of god. Like I’m her god. Her bloody savior. And damn, the devotion in her eyes is intoxicating, making me feel breathless.
"Princess," I mutter under my breath, my pulse racing. She’s got me exactly where she wants me, and damn, I like it.
She smiles up at me, her lips parting just slightly. “I’m going to do whatever I want, Dario.” Her voice drips with seduction. “Now fuck my mouth. Show me I was put on this earth to do this.”
"I’m going to fuck you so hard after this that you won’t be able to walk for days.”
“I’m kind of counting on it.”
Then I slide in and place my cock against her tongue, watching as she licks the tip and sucks hard.
And then, I forget where we are, lost in the bliss of her beautiful mouth.
THE END