Chapter 23 #2
“She is your mother. And Lorenzo is the man she loved her whole life and had to give up to take care of you and your sister. And now they have the wonderful chance to resume their relationship and, at last, have a happy ending, and you are not going to get in the way of that, Heithor Castellammare, otherwise you will have a huge problem with me. Do you hear me?”
“Fine. Invite him,” he muttered, displeased.
I grabbed his chin and kissed his mouth.
“I knew you’d come to your senses.”
“I’m still going to check him out,” he warned, sulking, as I got out of the car.
I burst out laughing as I watched the back of the Maserati disappear into traffic.
I sighed with pleasure, immersed in the dizzying sensation. My thoughts blurred by lust. Aroused, hot, crazed. I bit my lip, my head thrown back, one hand closed on the thick nape of his neck and the other running up and down in a lazy sensual caress along my husband’s muscled back.
Thor possessed me, slowly and deliciously.
Short, lingering thrusts.
Testing…
Experimenting…
Provoking…
Slippery…
Hot…
Breathless…
We were enjoying ourselves, seducing each other slowly, without hurry. It only made everything more intense, more arousing. Eye to eye. Bodies rubbing. Wicked whispers.
His voice dropped, rough and thick, at my ear, his big cock sliding in and out with precise, delirious movements, stretching me to the limit.
“Delicious. Your pussy ruins me.”
I let out a trembling sigh, my toes curling.
“Do you feel me, Ella?”
“Dio, sì!”
“Say my name.”
“Thor.”
“Again.”
“Thor.”
He pulled back and drove in with one forceful movement. I choked, whimpering, writhing, his heat, his thickness… He was making me insane.
“One more time.”
“Thor,” I whispered, coming undone.
“Repeat it!” he commanded roughly, pushing my legs wider with his thighs, and drove inside with a deep thrust.
“Heithor!”
My gorgeous man impaled me hard, leaving me on the verge of begging. Crazy with arousal, I dragged my mouth over his neck, scraped my teeth against his flesh, and licked.
“So hot… All the way, love… fuck me hard…”
“You want more, baby?”
“Ah, yes, baby… More…”
Thor sucked my lip, his gaze wicked, and smiled.
“How much more?”
“Everything… All of you…”
“Greedy. Wrap your legs around me… That’s it, like that, baby… You’re all open for my cock… Let’s go slow. Do you like it when your man eats you like this?”
I smiled, licking my lips, tempting him.
“I like it when you eat me any way you want.”
“That’s my girl.”
“And you’re mine.”
“All yours, love.”
He took my mouth in a hard kiss, then my nipple, releasing it with a wet pop that made me clench beneath him. Thor laughed against my skin.
I flattened my hands on his ass, loving it when he started pounding the way I wanted, forceful and deep. Each time he drove in, my body rocked, his chest crushing my breasts. I turned my head, eyes half-open… and faced Lola.
The dog was standing there, both front paws on the bed, staring at us.
“Ignore her.”
I tried. But her face broke my concentration.
“I can’t,” I grumbled, laughing.
Thor stopped moving, buried inside me, and looked down at me.
“I covered my ass.”
I laughed harder.
Lucca and Lola really were a pair. They had a radar for when Mommy and Daddy were going to have sex. When one radar failed, the other activated. Bravo!
We were being careful, because Lucca still slept in our room, but Dio knew that when that man started fucking me, I lost my mind.
Thor had already put Lola out of the room once when she wanted to jump into bed with us.
It hadn’t worked. The dog scratched the entire door, barked and howled so much that she woke Lucca.
So now we moved in silence. No antics. I had no problem having sex with the lights on and no sheets in the way, though I used low light now, but a dog and a son in the room make you think.
I felt guilty. Thor said I was crazy. Which might be true.
But I couldn’t deal with the dog staring at us while we were naked and having sex.
I know, ridiculous.
I slid my hand down his back to his tight, naked, uncovered ass and grabbed one cheek to prove my point.
He smiled, a mixture of mischief and amusement.
“It slipped.”
I felt around lower, doing contortions, and pulled the sheet over his ass while he gave the command to the disobedient dog. Lola finally obeyed.
Thor kissed me, seducing me once again. My love was a sensational lover.
No matter how we did it, he always made my eyes roll back with pleasure.
He went back to rocking into me with the same painful slowness.
He took my wrists and pinned them above my head, his torso lifted, the expression of pleasure twisting his face firing my arousal even more when he began to thrust harder, deeper, faster.
Hot as hell, I let myself go, abandoned to the sensation. My moans grew louder. Thor covered my body again and clapped his big hand over my mouth. Not that it helped contain the sound of our sexes colliding, his balls slapping my ass with every drive of his hips.
I was almost there… My breasts heavy, my nipples hard. My clit throbbing… Thor shouted, cursing loudly as he pulled out of me abruptly.
I registered a bark and a growl.
I stared, shocked, not knowing what to say or think.
Thor jumped out of bed, cursing even more.
“Fuck! Shit! That hellhound bit my ass.”
I don’t know if it was the image of him there, standing naked with his hand protecting his ass, the absolute indignation in his voice and his scowling expression, knowing the dog had bitten his ass while he was fucking me, or Lola sitting with her head lowered, all guilty.
I doubled over and cried with laughter, covering my mouth to muffle the loud sound. I barely noticed when Thor, pissed as hell, left the room with the sad dog behind him.
More under control, but still laughing like crazy, I got up and went to the bathroom.
The mood was gone. Not that Lola would let it come back…
I laughed even harder like a lunatic.
I rinsed my body, dried off, and got into my robe.
Back in the bedroom, I went to Lucca, who was half-awake and standing in the crib with a pout the size of the world because his sleep had been disturbed.
I picked him up and gave him the breast. That always calmed him, and very quickly he went back to sleep.
Thor returned without Lola and went straight to the bathroom, angry.
With Lucca in my arms, still at my breast, I followed him.
“Let me see it,” I said, approaching him and reaching for his backside. Along with the marks from my nails, there were also the marks of Lola’s little teeth.
I laughed. I couldn’t stop.
Thor cursed and swore in several languages.
“Scusa, vita mia. She didn’t break the skin. My nails did more damage than her little teeth,” I said, my voice trembling. “It was just a little bite.”
“A little bite? She almost tore off a piece of my ass, Ella.”
So dramatic!
“Take a shower, then put some ointment on it.”
“I can’t believe she bit my ass,” he snapped, outraged.
Looking at that part of him, so beautiful, so sexy, a toned, tight ass, I sighed, affected… I wanted to bite it too… Lick every bit of it…
“I understand her. You have a delicious ass.”
Thor glared at me.
“Don’t even fucking think about it.”
“What?”
“I know you, woman.”
I held Lucca more firmly and shrugged with feigned innocence.
“A lot of men feel pleasure there. Actually, it’s a very pleasurable zone. And you really do like it when I lick that little patch of skin under your balls.”
“Not my ass,” he grumbled, even more pissed.
“That doesn’t make you gay.”
“Fu—Ella, I know. Believe me. But the only ass getting attention here is yours.”
“Lola disagrees,” I shot back, pert, barely containing my laughter.
“That dog…”
I pinched his chin between my fingers, silencing him.
“Don’t be angry. She was just defending Mommy from your evil cock.”
I kissed his mouth, giving him no chance to refuse, and when I pulled back, his eyes were hot. He looked from me to our son and back to me. He breathed deep, shook his head, turned around—earning a slap from me on his ass—and went into the shower.
I took care of Lucca, then went to the kitchen to drink water.
Lola lifted her head from her little bed when she saw me.
Thor had left her in the corner beside the balcony door…
in punishment. She looked at me with a mixture of hope and sadness.
My heart melted, and I smiled wide. I called her.
Lola sprang up and padded to me, wagging her tail happily.
I stroked her furry head and behind her ears the way she liked, and her paw trembled with tickles, making me laugh.
“I know papà has a tasty ass. I want a piece of it too, but you can’t bite him, otherwise he’ll get really pissed and I won’t be able to defend you, girl.”
I took her back to the bedroom with me.
Lola went to another little bed beside the crib and curled up in it. I joined Thor in our bed. I turned off the lamp, hugged his back, and kissed his shoulder.
“We can’t keep them in here anymore, Ella. I have the right to eat my woman however I want without being assaulted by our dog.”
I gave a little laugh.
“I deserve to be eaten like that,” I provoked, sucking on his skin.
Thor turned onto his back. I climbed up beside him, my head in my hand, and slid my other hand over his strong chest, caressing him with my fingertips. He stretched.
“I miss my horse.”
“Fuck. Don’t start,” he groaned.
I held back laughter.
“Scusa. Did you put the ointment on?”
“I used the one we put on Lucca’s butt.”
I moved down, snuggling into him, all tangled in his strong, powerful body, my head on his chest, his hand heavy on my back, caressing me.
I murmured before falling asleep:
“Tomorrow I’m going to start looking for furniture for his room. I want to get him out of the crib and put him in a bed of his own. It’ll be less dangerous.”
In less than a week, Lucca had his own room, and we had the privacy we needed. It was an easy transition. Lucca was very independent.