Chapter 24 #2
She nods as tears stream steadily down her face. “I wanted to be able to talk to you in case you…ever wanted someone to talk to. I…” Her voice wavers. “I didn’t want you to feel alone.”
She didn’t want me to feel alone…
Something inside me gives.
I close the distance between us without thinking, my arms sliding around her as I press my lips to hers.
Her fingers curl into my shirt, her body pressing against mine. Molding against me like she’s always belonged right here.
A whimper flees from her lips as I deepen the kiss, a ravenous desperation clawing within me.
I pull away for a breath and look down at her, overcome with emotion. You learned it for me?
She nods, rolling in her bottom lip.
My lips crash back down to hers, needing her more than I’ve ever needed anything in my life.
She presses her palms to my chest, pushing back. “Wait,” she pants. “I’m sweaty and gross. I should shower first.”
To show that I don’t give one flying fuck, I lick a path up the column of her neck, stopping right below her lobe, where I press a soft kiss.
A shiver spreads over her, her body melting against the glass.
My fingers grip the hem of her T-shirt, quickly tugging it up her body.
She raises her hands above her head, and I slide the fabric over her arms before I toss it to the floor.
There’s a zipper on the front of her sports bra, which I slowly drag down, watching with rapt fascination as her full breasts are revealed, her pink nipples hardening.
Leaning down, I take one between my lips, savoring it as I nip and suck. My hand reaches for her other one, twisting and plucking it. She squirms in pleasure, her fingers threading through my hair.
I trace my lips down her stomach, my fingers grasping her waist before sliding beneath the waistband of her leggings and inching them down her hips.
With a wanton need, I tug them down the rest of the way, pleased when she steps out of them with quickness, leaving her in nothing but a slim piece of white fabric that hides her from me.
I kneel and press my face against her center, inhaling deeply. The smell of her desire washes over me, sending me into a frenzy. I tear the fabric down the middle, letting the scraps fall to the floor, and I lean back on my haunches.
Alina stands before me.
Bare.
Needy.
And fucking exquisite.
A groan reverberates throughout my entire body.
“Mauro,” she breathes. “I need—”
I know what she needs.
I shove my face between her legs, my tongue running up the length of her slit as I thrust her ass against the mirror.
“Oh my God,” she moans, arching her back as her fingers dig into my shoulders.
I glide a hand up the back of her thigh and lift it over my shoulder, allowing my tongue better access to everything I want.
She whimpers as I assault her clit with no remorse.
I slip my hand beneath my chin and use two fingers to tease her entrance.
She thrashes against the wall as I plunge them inside her.
“Yes!” she calls out, her body trembling as desire builds within her. Her luscious thighs squeeze around my head as she gets closer and closer to ecstasy. “I’m almost… I’m so close…”
I don’t yield as her muscles tighten, her body succumbing to the growing pleasure. My lips wrap around her clit, and I suck, giving her body exactly what it needs to fall over the edge.
“Mauro,” she screams out, her voice echoing against the walls.
Her hands clutch my shoulders, her nails most likely leaving half-moon indents.
My fingers and tongue work in unison, pulling every last ounce of the orgasm out of her, waiting for her body to grow slack against the wall, which it soon does.
Pulling out my fingers, I lick them clean, savoring her taste.
Standing before her, I find her fully satisfied with her eyes closed and the corners of her lips curved up. A deep blush spreads up her chest and over her cheeks as she pants, her palm landing in the center of her chest as she catches her breath.
But I don’t give her a moment to wait as I grip her hips and spin her until she faces the mirror with her back pressed up against my chest. Taking her hands in mine, I press them against the wall above her head, angling them so she can support her body.
Dropping my hands, I take a step back and admire the view before me.
God fucking damn.
I reach out a hand and connect my index finger to the top of her spine. Slowly, I drag it down, enjoying the shiver that skates over her skin. She sticks out her ass, and my palm comes down, molding around her curves as I squeeze a handful.
Every single part of her is so goddamn perfect.
I move back and find her watching intently as I undo my belt and then my zipper. Desire coats her eyes as I reach inside and take out my hard cock, which is currently throbbing painfully to be inside her.
Stepping forward, I fill the space between us and drag my cock through her slit, coating it in her arousal. She opens her stance, allowing me more access, and I reward her by sticking my tip directly into her entrance. Her eyes pinch shut, her lips parting as she moans out in pleasure.
“Mine,” I voice as I thrust fully inside her, filling her completely. She screams out, her fingers sliding against the glass.
My grip tightens on her hips as I pull out and then plunge back inside. Over and over again. Faster and harder. Sweat lines my temple as I chase the release for both of us.
She meets me for every thrust, pushing her ass back.
And fuck is it a sight to see.
I snake an arm around her chest and haul her back so our bodies meet.
An overwhelming longing filters through my veins as my eyes roam over her body.
Starting from her pretty pussy and then traveling over her soft stomach and up and around her full breasts, currently bouncing deliciously with each thrust inside her, up her slender neck, over her pouty lips, before landing on her eyes, staring back at me.
The orgasm crashes powerfully through both of us, taking control of my mind and body. I tighten my grip around her as she sags against me, not letting her fall.
Not letting her go.