Chapter Three
The sound of Bethany panting and moaning became louder and louder as I alternated between massaging her clit with my tongue and sucking on it with my mouth. Her legs clamped together between my head as though that would stop me or delay her orgasm. The bed was soaked with her juices.
“Emilio, please,” Bethany begged. “Fuck me.”
I bit down on her clit causing her to squeal. “You didn’t have enough last night?”
“Still not sore enough,” Bethany bit her lip.
Her hands were bound together and tied to the headboard the entire night as she let me take her multiple times. I loaded her mouth and pussy with so much of my cum I was surprised it wasn’t seeping out of her pores.
I put my head back down between her legs to finish her off. Just as always, she waited for my command.
“Ready to cum for me baby?”
She nodded her head, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
“Tell me,” I demanded.
The words were barely out of her mouth before a stream of warm liquid flew out of her pussy and onto my face.
I was completely covered in her juices. Pulling my head away, I watch it all flood down to her asshole.
Slowly I press a finger to slide inside.
Bethany lightly jolted in shock. It was tight and I was trying to loosen it up before I inserted my cock which was a lot bigger than my finger.
With my thumb, I rubbed her clit to continue stimulation.
As her body began to warm up again, I positioned myself on my knees.
Bethany braced herself by holding onto the rails of the headboard.
Gripping my cock, I slowly entered her tight asshole until I was fully inside.
Bethany’s juices made it easier to push in although there was a hitch in her breathing as her body tightened and legs twitched.
The discomfort written on her face as I had my way with her created this sense of mental stimulation that heightened my arousal.
Dominance in the bedroom had always been a major factor in getting me off.
Anal wasn’t anywhere as pleasurable as vaginal sex, but for me the large part of the pleasure came from the dominance it gave me for Bethany allowing me to fuck her this way.
The fact that it hurt her a bit and was something a good girl wasn’t supposed to do; I liked that she let me do it anyway just to please me.
Her submission to me for my pleasure made this feel better than it had any right to feel.
“You can go harder,” Bethany breathed.
Her legs wrapped around my waist while her hands still held onto the headboard above her.
Normally, I’d have a hand around her neck and another on her breast but I just wanted to take her all in.
Both my hands held her hips as I watched her perfect breasts flop around.
I’d never admit it out loud but I missed her and there wasn’t going to be anyone or anything that would come between us.
She was the only thing left in my life worth fighting for.
My life was tossed upside down and inside out but Bethany was the only thing that wasn’t taken away from me.
after a few more pumps I finished and then hovered over her.
She looked at me with those emerald eyes making me feel like a new man – erasing all the darkness within me.
Those emerald eyes as green as moss. The way she looked at me as though I was the only thing that mattered.
The day was spent claiming her body over and over until the sun began beaming through the shades as it was beginning to set. I could spend the rest of my life without sleeping doing this over and over.
“I love you,” she said placing a kiss on my lips.
As she pulled away, I placed my hand on the back of her head to pull her back in.
“I love you more,” I say against her soft pink lips.
As she sat up, a ray of light hit her face making the dimple caused by her smile more noticeable.
I found myself falling in love all over again.
I pulled her onto me so that her head rested on chest as we lay there letting our bodies sync together.
Her heart beat in perfect time with mine.
Her hand found mine and our fingers intertwined, speaking words unspoken.
Synced to one another, my heart exploded.
I’d never be the same man again and I didn’t want to be if it meant having a life with her.
Without disrupting our position, I reached out to the nightstand, and pulled out a box from the top draw.
“Marry me,” I said in a low calm voice as I opened the box to show the diamond ring.
Bethany lifted her head to look at me in surprise. “What?”
“Marry me,” I repeated. “Bethany DeCarlo, I want you to marry me.”
Her eyes sparkled and a wide smile crossed her face as she collided her mouth with mine.
“It’s beautiful,” she said as I put the princess cut 3 carat platinum ring on her finger.
“Is that a yes?” I smirked.
“Yes.”
Suddenly my face felt wet and my eyes shot open as I sharply gasped for air to enter my lungs as I jolt awake.
I froze at the click of a pulled back hammer to a gun that was pressed against the side of my head.
The heat of the barrel against my head told me the gun was fired not too long ago, and I wasn’t looking to be the next victim so I remained still as I sat in the seat of a dimly lit vehicle.
All the windows were blacked out to the fullest. There were three men in here aside from myself.
The man next to me holding the gun to my head, the driver, and someone in the passenger seat.