Chapter 5 #2
Marco turns me around to face him, his eyes locking on my bare breasts.
As if transfixed, he cups one breast and then the other before ghosting his hands down my sides and gripping my hips.
He gives me a slight push and I fall backward onto the bed.
Marco climbs on top of me and takes my lips in another wild kiss.
I spread my legs for him, my bare pussy grinding against his cock, still trapped in his suit pants.
“Such a dirty fucking girl, aren’t you, Imogine?” Marco whispers as he drags his nose and lips down my throat and chest, placing a kiss between my breasts.
“Only for you,” I tell him truthfully. Marco looks up from in between my breasts, his eyes soft this time. I can tell he likes that he’s my first everything. I like it, too. “I want to see you.” I pout, hoping to finally glimpse all those tasty muscles I know he’s hiding under his clothes.
Marco looks conflicted, like he wants to be naked but also doesn't want to leave me for a single second.
"Let me help," I offer, giving him what I hope is a sexy smile.
“That’s the best damn idea I’ve heard in a long time.” He smirks and leans back when I push on his chest.
Together, we stand and strip him out of everything until we’re face to face. His cock is gigantic, veined, throbbing, and jutting out at me. He’s hungry. For me. That thought has my thighs wet with a reciprocal hunger.
Marco taps my chin with his finger, and I realize my mouth is hanging open at the sight of him. I snap my mouth closed and blush profusely. I’m sure I look like an idiot.
Marco chuckles and places sweet kisses on my lips, cheeks, and jaw before his mouth ghosts over my ear. “You’re so fuckin’ beautiful,” he murmurs while his hands trail over my curves.
I’ve never been naked in front of a man before, but the way Marco looks at me leaves no room for doubt. He takes his time drinking all of me in, so I do the same.
Marco is gorgeous. Broad shoulders, strong arms roped with muscles, defined pecs, and abs that flex as my eyes roam over his olive skin.
Intricate tattoos cover his chest and arms, and I want to know the story behind each one.
I allow myself a few more seconds of open gawking before trailing my gaze back up to meet his.
He smiles so tenderly at me, unlike anything I’ve seen from him until now.
The look in his deep brown eyes removes any remaining doubt.
This is a different side to my Marco. One only I get to experience.
It makes me feel completely seen, safe, and sexy.
It’s a heady combination that makes me bolder than I’ve ever been.
I place the palm of my hand on his chest, loving the way he shudders at my touch. He sighs and leans into me, then takes my other hand and places it on his chest, right over his heart. His hands cover mine while we stand and stare at each other. This is it. This is everything.
Marco leads me back to the bed and lays me down so gently before kissing his way up my body.
I bite my lip and spread my legs wider for him, wanting more of his skin on my skin, wanting to be connected to him in every single way.
He settles his hips in between my legs, his hot, heavy cock laying across my slit.
He thrusts his hips, gliding his massive dick along my folds and gathering up my honey. My nerves sizzle and pop each time the head of his cock taps my swollen clit. I swear I could come just from this, but Marco has other ideas.
The tip of his cock nudges into my entrance, only going in a fraction of an inch. Even so, my opening stretches to accommodate his size, a burning sensation tearing through my core and making my muscles tight.
“Relax, baby,” Marco whispers against my lips before kissing me slowly.
“I’m a big man, but I promise I’ll go slow.
I haven’t been with anyone in almost a decade, never even thought about it, but you, sweet Imogine…
” He takes a deep, controlled breath. “You’ve destroyed me in the best way possible.
I want to share everything with you, including this. Will you let me?”
The tears in my eyes aren't from pain but an overwhelming sense of gratitude. This muscled, powerful, meticulous man wants me in every single way. "Please," I whisper. "I want you to take me, Marco. All of me."
He presses his forehead to mine and eases in another inch. “Let me in, Imogine. Open up for me and let me take care of you the way you deserve.”
I relax at his words, my tight channel pulsing and sucking his huge length inside me. Marco rubs his nose against mine as he thrusts forward, swallowing my cry by kissing the air out of my lungs. He breathes life into me as he sinks his thick dick into my body.
“Ohmygod, Marco, ohmygod…” I moan, crossing my ankles behind his back in an attempt to keep him there, so deep inside me.
"Fuck," he grits out, burying his face in my neck and biting me there as he slowly withdraws. He slides back inside me, going even further this time, filling me up to the absolute limit before backing out again.
He grunts and snaps his hips, slamming home in one hard thrust. I choke on the scream in my throat and bow my back off the mattress, clawing at his skin as he hammers in and out of me. Each time he hits the end of me, my body jerks as if being electrocuted.
“Don’t… stop…” I breathe as I cling to his trembling body.
“Not a fucking chance,” he growls, bending to suck on one of my nipples.
I’m shocked when the tingling sensation is mirrored in my clit, as if a string connects the two. Marco chuckles and bites my nipple, making me buck my hips and take him impossibly deeper. We both groan, getting lost in the way our bodies fit together.
“Do you like that, Imogine? Like when I bite your nipples and fuck this tight little pussy?”
“Oh, fuck… Fuck, yes,” I moan, barely recognizing my own voice.
“Good girl,” he grunts before sucking more of my breast into his mouth.
A delicious wave of pleasure courses through me when I hear those words. Good girl. I want to be good for him. I want him to love me the way I already love him. I want to please him and make him happy. My pussy tightens around his dick at the thought of him saying it again.
Marco’s thrusts become harder, faster, as he licks and nips his way up to my mouth. His lips are inches from mine. All I can think about is tasting him while he fucks me. He pounds into me, dragging my bottom lip between his teeth and grinning when I whimper into his mouth.
“You want to be my good girl, Imogine,” he whispers huskily.
I nod frantically, my pussy throbbing wildly as more of my cream drips out of me and soaks the sheets.
“I feel you, baby. I fucking feel how much you want to come. So do it, Imogine. Be a good girl and come all over me."
He kisses me as he slams into me in long, rough strokes. I’m stuffed so full of his cock that I can’t take a full breath. I unhook my ankles from behind him and place my feet flat on the bed so I can meet him thrust for thrust.
“Christ, you feel incredible. Come for me right the fuck now, Imogine.”
I scream as my orgasm burns through me, all my muscles spasming at once in the most intense moment I’ve ever experienced. My blood feels like electric shocks coursing through my veins, the pain spiking my pleasure into heights unknown.
“So goddamn beautiful, coming for me like a goddess,” he grunts, fucking me through my orgasm and then leaving me completely.
I almost cry at the loss of him, but Marco grabs my hips and flips me over, tugging me back so I’m on all fours. I gasp as he enters me in one hard thrust, his thighs smacking against my ass as he bottoms out, hitting me so incredibly deep.
"Marco!" I moan, arching my back and wedging his thick dick even deeper inside me. He taps some super-sensitive spot, making my pussy convulse, and my limbs shake.
“There it is,” he grunts in satisfaction, gripping my hips and digging his fingers into my soft flesh.
He bounces me off his cock, hitting that spot over and over, fucking me mercilessly until I’m coming again with his name on my lips.
Marco holds still, his cock buried inside me as my orgasm washes over me in violent waves.
“Such a good girl. Give me one more, Imogine. I need you to come again for me.”
I whimper and squeeze my walls around his hard cock, unable to give him any words at the moment. My body is deliciously sore and used, my pussy is swollen and sensitive, and I don’t think I can take anything else, but I want to give Marco everything he wants.
One of his hands traces up my back and tangles in my hair. He tugs my head to the side and leans down to kiss me as he slowly begins moving in and out of my tight channel. His abs tense and flex against my ass as he works his fat cock in and out of me.
I press back against him as he surges forward, earning me a sexy growl from Marco. “That’s it, baby. Fuck me back. Show me how much you want it.”
I fist the sheets and rock back into him, swallowing his hard shaft in my pussy again and again.
He grabs my breasts, kneading them and holding on to me while rutting into me savagely.
Marco pinches my nipples and slams into me, each thrust pushing me closer and closer to the edge, his monster cock stretching me wider still.
“I’m…I’m…” I pant and gasp for air, barely hanging on to my sanity as he ravages my body and rips me open in powerful strokes.
“Let go, Imogine. Let go for me,” he rumbles. “I’m right there with you, but I need you to come first. So come for me, sweetheart. Come all over my cock,” he roars, shooting his hot cum deep inside of me.
My world erupts in pure bliss, my vision tunneling until I can't see or hear, I can only feel. Pure light and energy are wrung from my very core as I twist in on myself and then go completely limp.
When I come to, I’m wrapped in Marco’s arms, and he’s placing sweet kisses all over my face. I giggle and scrunch my nose, trying to get away from him. He just holds me tighter and rubs his nose against mine.
“You okay, angel?” he whispers.
“I’m so good, Marco. That was…” I blow out a breath, unable to find the right word to describe it.
“For me too, Imogine. It was…” He pauses and then blows out a breath, too.
“Exactly,” I agree and laugh softly.
We lie there, a mess of tangled limbs and drying sweat, breathing the same air and snuggling in the afterglow.