Chapter 15
Constantine
“Yes, I’m ready.”
Just being near Bianca turns me into a madman. A lunatic. Ready to ravage her. If I’m not careful, I’ll rip off her clothes and ram inside her with no thought of anything else. She makes me harder than iron, and my heart beats rapidly inside my chest, demanding I feast on her.
I stalk closer and climb onto the bed, wanting to get her naked, and quickly. Once I do, I won’t be able to go slow with her. I’ll be a savage beast, mounting her without a care in the world.
It’s just what Bianca does to me. When I saw her at the party, I knew one day she’d be mine. “Unzip your shorts,” I tell her, eager to see her soaked pussy. “Let me see all of you.”
She does as I say and pulls them down her toned legs. She moves achingly slow, and I’m nearly ready to finish the job myself by shredding her clothing to smithereens. Would that make her angry?
Do I care?
I shock myself by actually caring about her clothing. How I want to be the one to buy her expensive clothes. Surprise her with designer dresses and fuck her in them before we leave the house. I keep shocking myself as I play out our entire lives together. A life I can’t wait to live once I’ve righted a wrong.
My daze clears, and I return to reality when Bianca removes her tee, revealing a red lace bra.
Fuck. My favorite color.
I lick my lips, ravenous for a taste of the sweet mounds visible above the delicate material.
Bianca, knowing exactly what I need, removes her bra and panties. I suck in a breath, roaming my eyes over her delectable skin. Her bountiful breasts. The curve of her waist. Her sweet pussy nestled in the apex of her creamy thighs. My cock is harder than it’s ever been, and I stroke it to ease some of the pressure.
“You’re perfect.” I spread her legs, dying to taste her.
Goosebumps erupt in the wake of my fingertips as I trace the curve of her torso, lowering until I’ve reached the juncture between her thighs.
Mm. I position my head between her legs and swipe her seam with my tongue. She moans, and I grip one hand on her ass, using the other hand to slide a finger inside of her. I lick and suck until her breathing comes in short bursts.
“How does it feel knowing my dick is rock hard for you? Knowing you’re the one who made it so fucking hard?”
She moans, writhing beneath me.
“You taste like heaven. This pussy will forever be mine.”
She cries out yes, and I keep lashing her skin with my tongue, lapping up her wetness, and running my teeth gently over her clit.
Her fingers fly into my hair, tugging each strand.
“Fuck, you’re so close.”
I know she’s close to unraveling by the mewling sounds coming from her plump lips and the way her body thrashes beneath me. Holding her in place, I swipe my tongue up and down, circling her clit more and more. I remove my hand from gripping her ass, pressing down on her clit, making sure she’s so close to coming she won’t be able to hang on.
I’ll hang on for the both of us, because there’s no way I’m ever letting this woman go.
My cock’s so hard. My body’s so ready.
I’m drunk off her skin. Enraptured by her sounds.
It’s never been this good before.
Ever.
I continue my assault on Bianca’s pussy and dig my face in closer to her sizzling skin.
She mumbles curse words coupled with my name. “I’m coming,” she cries out long and hard, her thighs gripping my head, keeping it in place.
After her body calms, she drops her legs, moving me from between her thighs.
I fist my cock in my hands, letting Bianca see what she does to me. “This is all for you.”
She scoots up further on the bed, licking her lips. “I want to taste you.”
I stroke my dick, knowing she could only get one swipe of her tongue in before I’m shooting my load deep down her throat. I’m that fucking close.
I need to calm down before I shove my hard cock in her mouth and hurt her.
I don’t want to hurt her.
I could never hurt her.
“Someday I’ll let you suck me. But not right now.”
She pouts, and I smile at how cute she is. I grab her bottom lip with my thumb and forefinger, moving her closer to my mouth.
I kiss her, one hand cupping her chin, the other stroking my dick that’s so close to coming all over her.
I lie her back against the bed, moving over top of her, lining my cock up with her entrance. I don’t have a condom, and I don’t care right now. I need to feel this woman. I need to feel all of her with no added layers.
“I’m on the pill. It’s fine,” she whispers, sensing my hesitation.
I kiss her once more on the lips. “I’m clean.”
“I trust you,” she says, and it’s like she lifted a load off my shoulders.
I wasn’t sure if I could gain this woman’s trust after kidnapping her. But it’s Bianca. I’ve known her since we were born. And she knows me.
She trusts me, like she should.
Because she knows I’d never harm her.
I ease into her, gently at first, but getting more aggressive with each thrust of my hips. I can’t help it, she’s so fucking tight.
“You feel so damn good,” I groan out.
She moves her hips, thrusting up to meet mine. She rubs her breasts against my chest and I break the kiss, making my way further south to play with her phenomenal tits.
Her dazed green eyes meet mine as I flick my tongue over a stiffened nipple. She closes her eyes, leaning her head back as I make my way over to her other breast to repeat the action.
Being inside her is like an addiction. It’s something I never want to stop doing. It pains me to think about all the time we were away from each other. Other men touching her. Doing this same act with her. Jealousy grips my body in its clutches as I thrust harder inside her.
“You’re mine,” I tell her. It doesn’t matter about anyone who came before me. I’m staking my claim now, like I should have so many years ago.
She rakes her fingernails down my back and it urges me on, and I sink further into her heat, taking a moment to watch her. Her hair is splayed out along the pillow, eyes closed, mouth slightly parted as she takes me in deeper.
Fuck, she’s so tight.
She feels so damn good.
I slow, knowing I can barely hold on much longer. I feel like I’ve been on the verge of coming since I first kidnapped her.
Every cell in my body hums with need.
I fixate on the spot where our bodies meet, watching her pussy take all of me in. Fuck. She handles me so well.
Our bodies fit so perfectly together.
“You’re like a dream. You handle my thick cock so good. So fucking good.”
I move in deeper, picking up the pace as she grabs my ass, sinking her nails into my skin. “Rub your clit against me,” I tell her. “Make sure you’re rubbing it all over me. I want you to come.” My fingers dig into her silky hair, and I stare into her soft green eyes.
She moves her body closer, and I tip up so my pelvis bone will align with her clit, letting her have the hardness to rub against.
She bucks faster, moving me closer, and I slam even deeper inside her.
My body stills as I’m balls deep, and I hiss low and long. “Fuck, Bianca.”
She kisses my neck, her hands still gripping my ass, her fingernails nearly breaking the skin.
I buck faster, moving my body in tandem with hers.
She cries out, and I move inside her deeper, faster, feeling her body building to an inevitable release. It’s insane how her body moves so perfectly. Like she knows exactly what to do to get me off.
“Make me come,” I tell her. “I need you to make me come.”
I keep going, moving with her, kissing her lips and sucking her tongue into my mouth. She moans deep into my throat and I swallow it down.
I keep moving, sliding in and out, and then repeating the circuit.
I’m so close to losing control, but I want to make sure Bianca comes before I do. “Keep rubbing yourself against me.”
“I’m so close, Costi,” she calls out.
“You’re mine,” I tell her over and over again, making sure she knows who she belongs to.
Because there’s no way I can ever let this woman leave me. Not now. Not ever. As of this moment, I’ve claimed her as my treasure, and there’s no turning back now.