Chapter 4

Constantine

My body is rock hard. All because of her. She does it for me, even after all this time. I’ve never been more consumed by a woman than I am with her. I love her. I always have and I always will.

She lays back on the bed, and I trail kisses down her neck. “So good,” she whispers.

“Too many clothes,” I answer back, spreading her legs before me.

She’s wearing a beautiful red dress and as I spread her legs, I glide my hand under her dress to her panties. I hook my fingers into the waistband, dragging the material down her long legs. I growl as I push her dress up so I can get to her pussy.

I need her. My heart beat pounds in my chest as I remove her dress from her body. “You’re beautiful,” I tell her.

She writhes beneath me, clearly turned on. “Costi, I need you,” she breathes out.

I tilt my head at her naked body beneath me. “Are you not going to let me have my dessert first?”

She giggles lightly, knowing exactly what I’m asking. “Costi,” she pleads.

I press my hands on her thighs, spreading her legs open for me. I need to taste her. She moans as I lower my head, her body needing me as badly as I need her. I swipe my tongue over her heated skin, through her wetness, up to her clit.

I need more. I keep lapping at her as she sinks her fingers into my dark hair. She gently tugs, pulling me closer to where she needs me most.

“More,” she moans out long and hard, and I deliver just for her.

I get lost in the feel of her. The taste of her. I keep pushing, licking and sucking her, until she’s writhing her body beneath me.

“That’s it,” I murmur along her skin. “Come for me, Bianca.” I love making her come. It’s the highlight of my life.

She rides my face. My tongue. I push a finger deep inside her, hooking it to touch that spot that drives her wild. I keep pushing, fucking her with my finger. I slip another one in, and press my lips over her clit, sucking it into my mouth.

I keep working her body over and over into a mad frenzy.

“I’m coming,” she shouts, her voice echoing off the walls of our cabin.

This causes a sense of pride to wash over me as her pussy tightens around my fingers. “I could watch you come all day long,” I tell her, sitting up so I can watch her orgasm play out over her features.

She arches her back, her body still affected by the storm raging deep inside her.

“I’m not done with you yet,” I say, standing so I can remove all of my clothes. I climb back onto the bed, moving my body over hers. “I need to be deep inside you.” Truth is, I want to fill Bianca with my seed.

I can’t think of anything I want more than getting Bianca pregnant with my child. We’ve been talking about it, and decided a few months ago to start trying. So far she hasn’t gotten pregnant yet, but I’m confident tonight is the night.

I fist my cock in my hand. It’s hard, nearly painful as I push it against Bianca’s pussy. “It’s like your body was made just for me. This pussy is perfect,” I say as I push inside her.

Bianca’s eyes light up, and she moans. Her nails dig into my back as I pump inside her, letting my cock fill her all the way up. “Oh yes,” she whispers.

“You love this cock, don’t you? You get so fucking needy for it.”

She nods, her grip on me tightening as she meets me thrust for thrust. “Yes, love it.”

“I know you do, you dirty girl.” I love this woman so much.

I’d do anything for her.

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