21. Basilio
Basilio
S he loves me.
Trust shone in Wynter’s beautiful eyes and my chest fucking squeezed. I had never wanted anything as I did this woman. I barely knew her but she spoke to my essence. It was like a part that was missing came back to me and put me back together.
As I lowered her onto the bed, my cock strained against my pants. I got rid of my jacket and discarded it soundlessly on the floor. Then I took off my holster and put it on the nightstand. Her eyes darted to it for a fraction of a second, but she wasn’t scared.
Instead, her hungry eyes returned to me. Her hands reached out and her fingers fumbled with the buttons on my vest, so I helped her. My shirt followed.
“You’re so beautiful,” she whispered, her fingers trailing over my abs. I climbed on top of her, claiming her lips. She tasted perfect, like an addictive brand of honey. I needed to own her completely. I helped her out of her dress.
I knew she was stunning. I saw it that night at The Eastside. But she still took my breath away. I let my eyes trail over her, memorizing every single inch of her.
“You’re mine,” I growled, watching her hungrily. She looked like an angel, her golden hair spread around her and her eyes shining like diamonds.
“You’re mine too,” she claimed and nothing was more true. I was only hers. For the rest of my days.
I hooked my fingers in her panties and pushed them down her slim legs.
“Bas, take your clothes off too,” Wynter begged, her lust-filled eyes on me. I loved how she didn’t pretend to be shy. She gave and she took. So I stood up and got out of my clothes.
Her legs parted and her eyes on me, she looked like a virgin sacrifice, hungry for pleasure. She was so petite; I worried I’d break her. Yet, I saw firsthand how strong her body was. The glow from the city below us shone onto her naked body, and I had never seen anything so achingly beautiful.
I shifted down her body and hovered my mouth over her breasts. Wynter arched her back and it made her slick pussy rub against my abs.
“Bas,” she moaned. I tugged her nipple between my teeth, holding her gaze and I relished in her shudders and small noises as she panted.
She was magnificent. Perfection, made just for me.
I trailed my hands down her ribs and slim waist. All the while she writhed underneath me, whimpering with need.
I trailed my mouth lower down her body, worshiping her.
I parted her thighs, opening her pink pussy for my full view. And fuck, my mouth watered. She was glistening wet, the scent of her honeyed arousal seeping into my lungs.
“You’re so beautiful,” I hummed, pressing a soft kiss on her inner thigh.
She let out a small moan and I lightly bit her inner thigh. “Bas,” she gasped, arching up.
“What do you need?” I asked, my gaze lazy on her.
She twisted underneath me, grinding herself against me. “P-please.”
“Want me to kiss your pussy?” I asked, watching her body shudder in response.
“Yes,” she panted.
“What else?” I looked up to find her emerald gaze on me. She looked beautiful with her eyes hazed and her mouth parted, watching me with so much trust, it fucking hurt my chest.
“Everything,” she breathed. “I want it all.”
Keeping my eyes locked with her lust filled emeralds, I wedged my palms under her ass and lifted her pussy to my mouth. I kissed her soaked folds and her lips parted on a soft moan.
“You like that?” I murmured against her soft inner folds. Her scent was intoxicating. I parted her open with my thumb and lapped her juices as she shook underneath me. “Tell me,” I demanded, then sucked her lips lightly.
“Yes,” she whimpered, grinding herself against my mouth. “Yes, please.”
I circled her opening, then thrust my tongue inside her. Her thighs clenched around me, and she lifted her hips.
“Please, Bas,” she begged. She was so goddamn responsive to me. She grew wetter, writhing and moaning. I brushed her clit with my tongue and she shuddered violently.
“Want me to suck your clit?” I growled the question.
“Yes, yes, please.”
I closed my lips around her clit and began to suck as I slid my finger in and out of Wynter. She was so fucking tight and the thought of her gripping my cock with her walls had my dick throbbing with need.
She quivered underneath me and her face flushed with pleasure, her eyes on me, riding the wave of her orgasm.
“Bas, I need more of you,” she pleaded, her face flushed, and I’d never seen anything more beautiful.
I circled her clit with my tongue one last time and moved up, gently pushing her legs further apart.
Lining my cock up with her hot entrance, I could feel her greedy pussy clenching. I kissed the corner of her mouth, then her lower and upper lip as I shifted my hips so my tip nudged into her hot entrance.
Pain flashed across her face and I froze. She was plenty wet, there should be no discomfort.
“Wynter.” Her eyes sought me out and my chest squeezed at the trust in her eyes. “Have you-”
Fuck, this should have been something we talked about before.
“I’m on birth control,” she murmured, kissing my face. Jesus Christ. That was how much she rattled me. I didn’t even think about birth control. I never fucked anyone bareback, yet I wanted nothing separating the two of us.
“I was going to ask if you’re a virgin.” I didn’t need her to confirm to know she was. Her face was expressive and admission was written all over it.
She gave me a small smile. “I should have said something earlier,” she murmured, her hands wrapping around me, like she was scared I’d leave.
“Are you sure you want me as your first?” My last shred of honor, just for her.
She cocked her eyebrow. “Why?”
“Because I’m gonna want all your firsts,” I rasped. She was it for me.
Her grip around me tightened. “Please don’t stop.”
Kissing her temple, I shifted my hips so the tip nudged barely an inch into her entrance and she felt like heaven.
“Nothing would make me stop,” I rasped. “Except for you. You tell me if it becomes too much. Okay?”
She nodded, and she gripped my biceps.
“It won’t be too much,” she murmured, her legs wrapping around me. I slid deeper into her, my mouth skimming over her forehead. I’d be the only one to ever feel her clench around me. I’d be the only man to ever have her.
Taking her mouth for a kiss, I thrust forward and swallowed her gasp, her breathing turned ragged. I shuddered out a breath, feeling her walls clench around my cock and milking it. She was heaven on this Earth.
I drowned in her big eyes, the light specks of gold, green, and gray in them captivating me. Then in one swift thrust, I slid into her further, breaking her barrier. God, she felt good. The grip of her walls, milking my cock, brought me pleasure unlike any other I had ever experienced.
“You’re mine,” I whispered into her ear. “Nobody else’s.”
“Yours.” The way she watched me, with those eyes that shone with love, I was falling under her spell. I knew nobody else would ever do it for me. Just her.
“Bas,” she whimpered, raising her hips. “Please.”
I began to move, small shallow thrusts. Her insides clenched me greedily and I kept my eyes on her face, watching for any signs of pain and fear. There were none. The need to have her was consuming me. I worried my control would snap and I’d fuck her into oblivion.
“Fuck, you feel good,” I growled. I pulled out slightly and then eased into her deeper, grinding my pelvis against her clit. Wynter’s lips parted and flickers of pleasure crossed her face.
“More, Bas,” she begged, her back arching off the bed. My thrust grew harder, I could feel her fingernails scraping my back.
My muscles quivered as I slid in and out of her, filling her to the hilt.
My pleasure coiled tighter and tighter, her moans grew louder and needy.
I pressed our mouths together, swallowing all her sounds like a greedy bastard.
I pushed into her harder, hitting deeper. She felt like heaven on this earth.
“Don’t stop,” she begged as if I could even if I wanted to. I was way beyond control. Pleasure tingled at the bottom of my spine and my balls tightened. I reached between our bodies and rubbed her clit furiously as I pounded into her.
“Fuck,” I groaned, my thrusts becoming jerky.
Her back arched and I watched mesmerized through heavy lids as pleasure crossed her face. Her pussy milked my cock, clenching it with the tight grip and I shot my cum into her. My dick twitched, filling her with my seed.
A strong emotion burned through me right along with my orgasm. I buried my face into her golden curls, both of us breathing raggedly. Her warm breath fanned over my skin and her palms stroked my back, her touch soft and tender.
Inhaling her scent, I relished in the feel of her soft body under mine and our scents mixing together.
I slid out very slowly and rolled off her, then tugged her into my arms. I wanted her closeness and she obviously needed mine, too, because she nuzzled into my side. She tilted her face, looking up at me with those gorgeous eyes, and I couldn’t resist pressing a kiss to her nose.
I brushed my fingers against her cheek. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Her blonde curls crowned her head and her naked body stretched against mine.
“Did I hurt you?” I asked her, but she shook her head.
“No, you could never hurt me.”
If only that was the truth.