6. Enrico
6
ENRICO
A fter the explosive kiss Valerie and I shared yesterday and the way she surrendered her body to my greedy lips and tongue, I knew I couldn’t stand another night of sleeping apart. It felt wrong in every way, and my woman didn’t protest when I led her to my bed last night instead of hers.
I’ve been awake for a little while now, staring at the precious woman sleeping next to me. The orangish-pink rays of the early morning sun kiss her adorable nose and rounded cheeks, making me want to do the same.
Unable to resist any longer, I lean over and press the lightest kiss to one cheek and then the other, marveling at how soft her skin feels beneath my lips.
“Morning,” Valerie whispers. She nibbles on her bottom lip as if unsure what to do with my attention. I don’t intend to make her wait long.?
I grip her chin lightly and pull her lip from between her teeth. When I see the fire in her eyes, I don’t hesitate to lean down and suck her lip into my mouth, pulling back slowly, then diving into her sweetness with everything I am. I know I need to back off, take it slow, but the way she grips my shirt and whimpers into my mouth lets me know she needs this as much as I do.
I can’t stop. I can’t get enough. I’m a desperate, thirsty man, and only Valerie can give me what I need.
I slide my hand over her waist and the curve of her hip, gripping the soft flesh of her thigh and draping her leg over my hips.?
“Enrico,” she moans, tilting her head back so I can suck on the soft skin of her neck.
“Yeah, angel?” I murmur, nipping at her pulse point. I growl when she shivers and bite down a little more forcefully.?
“Oh, god, yes,” she whimpers, her pussy rubbing against my thigh where it’s nestled in between her legs.
“I need more of you, Valerie. I want you with all of me. Every breath is for you. Tell me you feel it, too.”
“Yes,” she whispers against my mouth. Her little tongue darts out and runs across my bottom lip, teasing me, challenging me, driving me fucking wild.
I roll over, flipping Valerie on her back as I loom over her. She’s wearing this sexy little nightgown she packed in her bag, making me wonder if she intended to use it to seduce me all along. The thought makes me groan with desire.
Nuzzling into the side of her neck, I trail kisses down the slender column to her shoulder, where I tug at the strap of her nightgown with my teeth.
“Yes,” she whispers again, thrusting her beautiful tits toward me.?
I pull down the top of her gown, revealing her perfect breasts. Round, firm, and more than a handful. Jesus. I lick one pebbled nipple and then the other, loving her throaty moans and gasps of surprise. I love that I’m her first in every way.
Sucking on one breast, I lightly scrape my teeth over her sensitive skin while squeezing her other breast in my large hand. I switch back and forth, kneading, licking, biting her tits until she's shaking underneath me.
Gripping the neckline of her gown in both hands, I pause, looking up at her, silently asking permission. Valerie gives me a wicked smile, taunting me, daring me, making my control snap.?
I rip the cloth from her body and immediately start kissing her torso, her soft belly, her creamy, thick thighs, and finally, her lace-covered pussy. She moans while I growl, sucking on the soaked fabric and tasting her arousal.
I swear to fucking God, her sweet, spicy nectar is a drug. I'm addicted, desperate, shaking in anticipation of my next hit. Valerie bucks her hips, getting a little desperate. I chuckle darkly, dragging my tongue up and down the thin scrap of lace covering her delicious little cunt.
“Enrico,” she groans, the sound making my cock angry with the need to be inside of her.
Unable to tease her or myself any longer, I rip her panties off and throw them on top of her torn nightgown. She gasps, then giggles softly. I look up from between her parted legs, the sight almost enough to make me come in my pants. Valerie is propped up on her elbows, watching me. Her large breasts jiggle and sway with each breathy laugh.
“So impatient,” she teases.?
I’m about to respond, but then I watch a drop of her cream leak out of her pussy, and my mind goes blank. Her pretty pink folds glisten for me, her clit engorged and begging for my tongue, my teeth, the rough pads of my fingers.?
I fall into her, diving tongue first into her sweet heaven. She cries out and collapses onto the mattress, twisting the bedsheets in her hands. I grunt and slide my hands under her ass, gripping her tightly and lifting her to my mouth so I can feast on her.
Each stroke of my tongue coaxes another jagged moan, her hips rocking against my face as I eat her out. An urgent need rises inside me, something I’ve never felt before. It overwhelms me as I dry fuck the bed, sucking on her clit and listening to her moans.?
I need to mark her flesh. The thought consumes me as I grip her thighs and pull her legs as far apart as they will go, flicking and sucking her clit until her hands find my head, pulling my hair and grinding herself onto my face.?
Valerie twists and arches off the bed, her body shaking with the need for release. My sweet, sexy girl tenses and trembles as she comes in a violent wave. She drenches my face, and I swallow down every drop of her orgasm, rubbing my cock against the bed, searching for relief.?
“More,” I growl into her pussy.?
I turn my face, taking the soft flesh of her inner thigh between my teeth and biting down, watching as she yells and thrashes beneath me. I do the same on the other side, only this time, her cunt twitches, and another wave of cream shoots onto my face. Jesus fucking Christ, I’m so gone for this woman.?
Valerie is still spasming and writhing on the bed as I stand, my throbbing, painfully hard cock begging to be inside her. I strip out of my clothes and lay next to her, my hands roaming up and down her curves. Mine. Mine. Mine .
“Enrico,” she says on a shaky breath.
I worry it was too much for her, my caveman behavior and intense need to have my bite marks on her thighs. But she surprises the fuck out of me when she rolls on top of me and punishes me with her kiss.
I let her have control for now. Her tongue slides against mine as she rubs the slit of her pussy against my abs. Feeling her wet heat on any part of me has me close to the edge. Pulling back, she sits up and straddles my torso. Her lips are swollen, her hair is a mess, and her skin is covered in a thin sheen of sweat. She’s never been more beautiful.
My angel traces her fingers over my tattoos, following the swirls of ink in a feather-light touch that makes my dick throb. I adjust her slightly so my thickness is trapped between our bodies. Her dripping folds part for me as I nestle my aching shaft there. My hands roam over her thighs and hips, subtly rocking her against me as she explores what’s hers.
When Valerie reaches a nasty scar on the side of my ribs, she gasps softly and leans down to kiss the raised skin. Over and over, she finds old wounds and kisses them. She doesn’t ask where they came from, she only offers her soft lips and gentle touch. Fuck, she’s everything. Every goddamn thing I never knew I needed.
She scrapes her teeth across my nipple, making me hiss out a breath. Christ, she’s a sweet little thing one minute and a dirty fucking minx the next. It drives me wild. I need to claim her, once and for all.
I thread my fingers through Valerie’s hair and tug on the strands roughly, pulling her toward me. She smiles, her eyes filled with equal parts lust and wonder.
I lean in and bite her big, puffy bottom lip before thrusting my tongue in her mouth and sucking the air right out of her lungs. She gasps as I flip her on her back again and glide my impossibly hard cock through her folds, the head tapping her clit with each gentle thrust.
“Enrico,” she moans, her nails digging into my biceps. My name on her lips is the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard. How can one person be so utterly devastating to my self-control?
“I’ve got you, angel,” I murmur into the side of her neck. “I know what you need.” I line myself up with her entrance, so tight, so fucking wet for me. I somehow summon the strength to pause, remembering it’s her first time. “I’ll take good care of you. You’ll never want anyone else.”
“Never,” she agrees, her breaths growing shallow.
Valerie raises her hips so they kiss the tip of my dick.?A wave of pleasure ripples through my body, and my balls draw up tight. Fuck, I’m not going to last very long once I’m inside her. She shudders and closes her eyes, her pussy lips fluttering against the sensitive head of my cock.
“Look at me,” I command.
Her eyes snap open, green irises darkened and clouded with lust.?
Slowly, I press myself into her tight little opening, trailing my right hand up and down her curves, tweaking her nipples and kneading the soft flesh of her hip, encouraging her to move with me. I slide my hand to her center, circling her clit with my thumb.
Valerie gasps and opens a little more for me, her juices helping me slide deeper inside her.
“That’s it, angel, let me in. Let me make you feel good.” I continue rubbing tight little circles on her bundle of nerves as I kiss down the front of her throat and between her breasts. When the tip of my cock hits her barrier, I pause and look up at my queen. “Are you ready? There’s no going back once I’m inside you.”
“I want it. I want you. Make me yours, Enrico.”
I growl and drive forward, breaking through her innocence and sinking inside her snug pussy. She whimpers, and I hold myself still, placing kisses along her neck, jaw, and cheeks before taking her lips in a long, languid kiss.
“Holy fuck,” I grit out, burying my face into the crook of her shoulder. “So goddamn tight for me. Are you okay, Valerie?” I ask, lifting my head to look at her to ensure she’s telling me the truth.
“So good. So full. I think I need… I think I’d like it if you moved.”
I smirk at her adorable answer. “I think I’d like it if you told me what you want more often. You know I’ll give you anything. Everything.”
“Right now, I…”
“Yes, angel?” I ask, nipping her earlobe and sucking on that spot below her ear I know drives her crazy.
“Right now, I want you to… fuck me .”
“Jesus,” I mutter as precum leaks from my dick.
I pull out and circle her entrance with the head of my cock. She whines and moves her hips, trying to get me where she wants me. Good. I need her to be certain she wants me, that she needs me as much as I need her.
I snap my hips and hit home in one long thrust. We both cry out at the sensations breaking over our bodies. I feel it, feel her blood pulsing in her veins, the air filling her lungs, the muscles of her pussy sucking me in further than I thought I could go.
“You’re so deep,” Valerie whimpers, shifting her hips and spreading her legs wider for me, letting me fuck her just like she asked.
I grunt with each powerful thrust, grinding down and pulling almost all the way out, only to hammer into her again and again. Her cunt tightens around me as her cream coats my cock. She’s fucking gushing for me, the wet, sloppy sounds filling the room along with the smell of our combined pleasure.
“Valerie… Fuck, yes,” I groan, angling my hips to find her G-spot.
I know the instant I hit it. Her pussy clamps down on me as her breath hitches, and her eyes squeeze shut. Valerie twists beneath me and cries out as her orgasm is ripped from her very core.
I slide my hands under her shoulders and pull her closer, shoving her down on my dick each time I hit home. I fuck her through her climax, pounding that sweet little pussy as she tenses and releases, shaking with pure bliss.
I give her a moment to rest before I roll on my back, taking her with me. She places her hands on my chest to steady herself, her cunt still pulsing around my shaft.?
"Ride my fucking cock, angel," I growl.
A flash of insecurity crosses her face, but I pull her down for a kiss so she doesn't spend another second doubting herself or her effect on me.
My hands slide up her thighs and grip her hips in a punishing hold. Together, we find the right rhythm, creating a delicious ache with each roll of our hips. Jesus Christ, she feels incredible. Beneath me, on top of me, beside me, for the rest of our fucking lives.?
“En-Enrico…” she stutters, her big tits swaying in front of my face as she rests her hands on either side of my head.
I suck her nipples, scraping my teeth along her sensitive flesh and biting her there. As primal and possessive as my need to mark her is, I know I won’t be truly satisfied until she’s round with my kid.
“Holy fuck,” I breathe, the realization slamming into me like a lead pipe to the chest.
I grab her ass hard and grind her pussy down on me while I fuck up into her, hitting her most sensitive spot with every rough stroke.
Valerie trembles, her arms barely holding her up as we climb higher and higher.
“Come for me, angel,” I grit out, one hand still squeezing her ass while the other trails up her side to wrap firmly around her neck.?
“Ohmygod,” Valerie whimpers, her pussy pulsing as a flood of wetness pours over my cock, soaking the sheets beneath us.?
I tighten my hold around her neck and dig my fingers into the flesh of her ass, forcing her to ride me hard. My spine tingles, and my balls throb, my dick swelling and pulsing inside her warm, wet pussy.
“Fucking come right now!” I roar as my thrusts grow erratic.
“I-I-I…”
Valerie detonates, throwing her head back and screaming my name as tears pour down her flushed cheeks.
My orgasm shoots through me, the sharp ecstasy stealing my breath as I empty myself inside her womb. It hurts so fucking good, feeling her walls choke my raw dick as rope after rope paints the inside of her pussy.
Valerie collapses, curling up on my chest and burying her face into the side of my neck. I wrap my arms around her, keeping her close as we stay connected, as close as two people can be.
She kisses my neck while I rub her back, both of us soaking up whatever this is between us. I know I’ve never felt it before, which only confirms my earlier suspicions; I’m head over fucking heels for this woman.
When I finally catch my breath, I peel a half-asleep Valerie off me and gently roll her onto her back while I go to the bathroom and clean up a bit. I come back with a warm washcloth and clean Valerie up, too. She winces, and I notice the red marks I left on her hips. I have no doubt she has them on her ass as well. The dark, sadistic part of me is proud that she wears my bites and bruises, but the rest of me feels like an asshole.
“Valerie,” I whisper, crawling into bed next to her. “Look at me, love. Are you okay?” I trace over the marks on her skin, my stomach tied in knots at the thought of hurting her.
“What even was that?” she exhales, slowly turning her face toward mine.
“I… Fuck, I don’t know what came over me. I was so rough with you. Are you okay?” I ask again.
Her brow furrows as she turns on her side to face me and searches my eyes. Then my beautiful angel smiles, wiping away every thought in my head. “I feel amazing,” she sighs. “I feel thoroughly used, but like, in the best way possible. Does that make sense?”
Instead of answering her, I cup her cheek and kiss my woman. Slowly, this time, tasting her, cherishing her, letting her know I can be gentle when she needs me to be. When I finally pull back from her, I press a kiss on her forehead and breathe her in.
Valerie places her hand over my heart, and I slide my hand down her cheek and neck, resting my hand over her heart as well. We don’t say anything. We don’t have to. Our hearts beat at the same tempo, letting us know this is more than physical. It’s everything.
Eventually, I roll on my back and tuck Valerie into my side. She rests her head on my chest and throws an arm over my torso, drawing idle patterns across my skin. She feels so damn good in my arms.?
I comb my fingers through her hair and rub the back of her neck, hoping to relax her and make up for the rough way I treated her earlier. And her first fucking time, too. Part of me still feels guilty, but another darker, deeper part can’t wait to explore all her desires. I have a feeling Valerie is a filthy fucking angel.
“Can I ask how you got to be in your position with the Caparellis?” she asks, her voice quiet yet inquisitive.
I can’t remember anyone ever asking for my origin story. It’s jarring, but I want her to know everything about me. Just like I want every piece of her story.
“I grew up here in Vegas,” I say, still trying to gather my thoughts. “Never knew my dad. It was just my mom and me. She did what she had to do to feed us and keep a roof over our heads. I didn’t realize until I was older that she was an exotic dancer with special clients on the side.”
I wait for Valerie’s judgment, but it never comes. Instead, she places her hand over my heart. I breathe into the comforting sensation and cover her hand with mine, letting her touch give me the strength to continue.
“She was brutally murdered by one of her special clients when I was eight.”
“Oh my god,” Valerie gasps. “Enrico, I’m so sorry. I lost my parents around that age, too. We weren’t a close family, though. Not like you and your mom. I can’t imagine being all alone.”
I draw her hand to my lips, pressing a kiss to her knuckles. “It’s not a competition,” I murmur. “We can both have painful pasts.”
Valerie props herself up on my chest, those green eyes filled with equal parts hope and reluctance. “And we can both heal, right?”
“Yes, angel. We can both heal.”
She nods and curls on my chest, tucking her head under my chin.
“Aurelio’s father, Giovanni Caparelli, found me while he and his men were looking for someone else. I had been alone in our apartment for days, unsure what to do. He scooped me up and took me home with him that day. Giovanni raised the two of us as brothers, though when the time came to pass on the family legacy, it went to Aurelio. As it should have. I’m not complaining at all. My life could have gone in a far worse direction, and I’ll always be thankful for the mercy I was shown that day. Especially now.”
“Hmm? Why especially now?”
“Because of you, angel.”
Valerie buries her face into the side of my neck, the heat of her blush warming my skin. She’s not used to receiving compliments, and truthfully, I’m not used to giving them. We’ll grow together.
“Thank you, Enrico. Thank you for sharing a piece of your heart with me. Thank you for… for everything…” Her voice trails off and her breathing evens out, letting me know she’s nearly asleep.
Bone-deep satisfaction fills me, knowing I wore her out and left her sated.
“I feel so loved,” she murmurs sleepily.
Her words stop my heart in my chest. The way she said it makes me think she didn’t mean for me to hear her, but I’m glad I did.