Chapter Forty-seven #3
I rubbed up and down the cleft of her pussy as she thrusted her hips forward, begging for more.
I added a second finger, working even deeper, and when she cried out, I knew I had found the right spot.
She jolted up and started biting her lip.
With each thrust of my finger inside her, my hand squeezed and kneaded her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipple.
“Come for me,” I ordered, and she obeyed, her body shuddering and her walls clenching around my fingers.
Once done, I pulled them out and put them in her mouth. “Taste yourself, baby.”
She moaned as she sucked on her fingers, and our lips met once again.
“More, please,” she begged, and fuck, she didn’t even have to say it twice.
“Bend over the desk,” I whispered in her ear, and she removed her soaking wet panties and did as she was told.
I spread her legs with mine and pushed myself into her waiting, wet pussy and saw stars.
“So fucking wet,” I groaned, “So fucking tight.”
I sank myself balls deep into her, pulling back on her arms to ensure I was buried completely and slightly lifting her off the desk.
Her pussy wrapped snuggly around my cock as I started slowly with my thrusts, wanting to enjoy every second of what I was feeling. I wrapped her hair around my other fist while I held her hands behind her back, slowly picking up the pace with my thrusts.
“Fuck, yes,” she whispered. “Please, please, please.”
The primal urges within me quickly had me settling into a steady pace, pulling out completely and then slamming back into her to the hilt, pulling back on her head as I went.
All I could think about was how her walls gripped me, almost like they were massaging me. I leaned back to watch as her lips stretched around me when he pulled out, completely filled by me.
“Your pussy looks so good taking my cock like that, baby.”
Even more satisfying than watching as I stretched her out was the slap that came as I pounded back into her. I felt myself swell within her and buried myself in her pussy. I released her arms and hair, wrapping my hand instead around her throat once more.
I pulled out and turned her around, pushing her onto her back on the desk.
I was going to have all of her tonight, letting go of her long enough to put her feet on my shoulders to spread her legs and give me easy access.
“Keep those eyes on me, baby. I want to see how you look when I fill you with my cock.”
“Ronan,” she moaned. “I—fuck.”
I plunged into her pussy one last time, using my hand on her legs to pull her into me while I pushed deeper.
I moved in and out, slowly at first, but picked up speed quickly, and before long, the sound of skin against skin was filling the room, echoed by only my grunts and her cries of pleasure as I fucked her missionary style.
I missed this.
I missed looking into her eyes while I fucked her, slow, raw, and deep.
“You feel so good,” I cursed under my breath, my hand reaching around to squeeze her ass, and she moaned louder.
My hand rested on her hip, and the other snaked its way into her hair, completely ruining the curls, as I fucked her senselessly.
“Eyes open, baby.”
“Ronan!” she screamed as I pounded into her. “I—”
“You what?”
She didn’t answer, only moans, pants, and deep breaths coming from her mouth.
The speed and intensity of my thrusts, combined with the feeling of my heavy and hot breath on her hair, was seemingly making her get closer and closer as I felt her walls tightening around my cock, and it was the best fucking feeling.
“Ronan, I’m gonn—” she began, her knees visibly weakening.
“Come all over my cock,” I growled into her ear, moving my thumb between her legs to rub her clit, and those words combined with my relentless thrusting were all it took to send her over the edge, moaning over and over again as pleasure radiated through her body and she shuddered.
I threw my head back, groaning her name as I exploded in her, the feeling making her shiver as she rode out her high, her body now resting on mine.
I pulled out of her, both of us collapsing on her office sofa, catching our breath as my hands instantly found their way to her hips.
“You are amazing,” I whispered into her ear, my voice trembling with the weight of my emotions.
“And you…” Her eyes locked onto mine with a sincerity that took my breath away. “... are everything.”
Her words reassured me that I was where I belonged. The warmth of her breath and soft kiss on my ear made me feel both close to her and at peace, reminding me of the strong connection we had.
“Let me make one thing clear,” I said, my heart pounding in my chest, “I’m yours, Nina.”
Her soft giggle brushed my ear. “You were always mine,” she said, eyes sparkling with affection. “I’m yours, too.”
Her words filled me with warmth, a promise that made my heart swell. As our lips met again, I savored the sweetness of everything we shared. I wanted to stay lost in this moment forever, completely entwined with her.
I stood, lifting her. “Let’s get you cleaned up, baby.”
“Let’s stay here,” she whispered. “I’m at peace.”
“Peace?”
“Tu sei la mia pace, Ronan.88”