18. Marco
Chapter Eighteen
MARCO
The moment we step into the penthouse suite at the Plaza, Clara’s jaw hits the floor, and I know I made the right choice to bring her here.
The suite is spacious, with an open-concept living area, furnished with sleek, modern pieces, including a plush cream-colored sectional I can already picture bending Clara over later. There’s even a bar stocked with top-shelf liquor. All the things I need for the perfect evening with my girl.
Ever since I had to bring Clara to Andre and Lila’s house, we haven’t really had the opportunity for much alone time. And right now, I want nothing more than to spend the rest of the day and night with her naked body in my arms.
“What do you think?”
Clara lets go of my hand to walk over to the floor-to-ceiling windows that show off the breathtaking city skyline. She presses her fingertips against the glass.
“Wow.”
I smirk as I watch her.
While she might be admiring the view outside, I’m admiring the view right in front of me, specifically the way her dress hugs her perfectly rounded ass.
God, she kills me.
My cock is already thickening in my pants, so I sneak up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her flush against my body.
“You like the view, love?” I move her hair to the side and kiss along her neck.
Clara hums as she moves her ass against me. “It’s beautiful.”
I grind my erection against her. “I was talking about my view.” I chuckle as I nip at her skin.
She laughs, but it quickly turns into a gasp when I slide my hands up her waist to cup her breasts.
I bite back a groan as I knead her soft flesh through her dress, desperately wanting to get my mouth on her.
“Marco…”
I loosen my hold so she can spin around, and the look in her green eyes has me almost falling to my knees.
It’s as if she’s not just in awe of the suite, but of me too. As if she can’t quite believe that someone would go to such lengths to do something like this for her.
I tilt her chin up with my fingers, brushing my thumb over her bottom lip as she gazes up at me with such adoration.
“Tonight, you’re mine, and I plan to make damn sure you don’t think about anything else but me.”
Her throat bobs as her eyes start to glaze, and I know if I were to reach beneath her dress, I would find her so wet and ready for me.
“Now, I’m going to need you to strip.”
Clara bites her lip, but she doesn’t hesitate. She shimmies out of her dress, letting it pool at her feet, until she’s left standing in her underwear.
“I’ve been thinking about those all fucking morning.” I growl as the white lace bra barely contains her breasts.
“Oh?” She reaches behind to unclasp her bra.
When it falls to the floor, I can’t help but palm my length through my pants at the sight of her incredible breasts, my mouth watering with the need to suck on her perfect pink nipples.
I groan.
“I’m not done.” She smiles as she slips her fingers into the waistband of her panties.
I’m already painfully hard, but when those panties pool at her ankles and expose her perfect pussy to me, I lose all control.
I remove the distance between us, backing Clara’s naked body up against the window as I devour her mouth with my own.
I stroke my tongue against hers, letting her know just what I’m going to do when I get my mouth of her sweet little pussy.
Clara melts against me, her arms wrapping around my neck as she kisses me back.
My hands roam over her body, squeezing her breasts, then her ass.
I can’t get enough, and from her breathy moans to the way she grinds her hips against my cock, I know she’s just as desperate for me too.
My fingers move to stroke her inner thighs, and when I finally reach between them, I almost come in my pants. “Fuck, love.” I run my finger along her core. “You’re already so wet for me.”
Clara shudders as I gently graze her clit, teasing her ever so slowly.
She gasps.
“Be a good girl and let me make you come.”
“Please…”
I sink my fingers into Clara’s hair, holding her steady as I gently tease her pussy with my other hand, wetting my finger with her arousal before slowly circling her clit.
Her mouth parts in a silent cry as I apply more pressure.
“Do you want more, love?”
Clara’s brows pull together, a look of agony on her face as I refuse to increase my pace.
I’m taking my time, and I can’t deny the fact that I’m thoroughly enjoying edging her like this.
“Marco…”
I smile against her mouth as I slowly sink my finger inside her, curling it just enough so I can graze her most sensitive spot.
When I do, Clara’s body jolts, and a rush of wetness coats my hand.
“Fuck, yes, that’s it, love.” I sink another finger inside her pussy.
My cock is already starting to leak in my pants at the thought of burying myself deep inside her, but not yet. Not until Clara comes. Hard .
“I can’t wait to be inside you.” I pump my fingers faster as I start to work my thumb over her clit.
Clara moans.
A faint pink blush stains her cheeks and neck as her release builds.
She looks so damn beautiful that I’m not even mad at the thought of someone being able to watch us right now. Let the world see just how magnificent my woman is, especially when she climaxes.
She pants as her hands move to grip my arms. “Please don’t stop.”
“Never,” I whisper against her lips.
Clara’s cries of pleasure are music to my ears. She comes hard, her body trembling so much with the force of her climax that I have to wrap my arm around her waist to keep her upright as I continue to move my fingers inside her.
She whimpers.
“I know, love.” I press a kiss to her temple.
But I don’t give her a chance to recover. I slide my fingers out of her pussy before I bend down to lift her up by the backs of her thighs and carry her across the living space and into the bedroom.
Clara is practically limp in my arms, her breathing still coming in hard and fast as she tries to catch her breath.
“That was only the beginning, love.”
She lets out a contented sigh.
I lie her down on the plush bed before making quick work of stripping out of my clothes.
Clara stretches out on top of the white sheets, giving me the perfect view of her body.
My cock is throbbing with the need to come, but for a moment, I let myself admire her, particularly the sight of her glistening, swollen pussy.
“So fucking perfect.” I stroke my cock.
She spreads her legs wider. “I need you.”
I don’t need to be asked twice. I move over her body and sink my cock inside her tight heat in one swift motion.
We both let out a collective moan as she stretches around me. It’s like her body is made for mine, so perfect and tight.
“What do you want, Clara?” I lick along the curve of her neck.
She gasps, her nails digging into the muscles of my back as she rolls her hips against me, so desperate for me to move.
“I-I…” Her back arches, and her nipples rub against my chest.
I tighten my grip on her hips to hold her still. “Use your words.”
Her fingers dig deeper into my skin as she tries to fight against me. “I want to…” Her eyes fluttering closed as her body trembles. “I want to…ride you.”
Jesus fucking Christ.
My control snaps and in one swift motion, I grab her waist and flip onto my back and bring Clara on top of me, exactly where she wants to be.
She gasps, her green eyes going wide as she sinks down on top of me.
Her blonde hair falls around her face and shoulders, and a soft pink blush creeps up her neck and cheeks as she tries to catch her breath.
I grip her hips, my fingers digging in just enough to remind her who’s still in control here.
“Then ride me. Take whatever you need from me.”
The second the words leave my mouth, Clara shudders, her pupils dilating as she looks down at me. She’s wrecked already, and we’ve barely gotten started.
“Go on, love. Show me how bad you want it.”
Clara bites her lip as she hesitates for a moment. But then she starts to roll her hips in slow, teasing circles, and I know I’m going to be a goner.
“Fuck, Clara.” My head falls back against the pillows.
Clara lets out a soft moan, her confidence growing as she finds her rhythm. She moves between grinding her hips against me and slowly lifting herself up and down on my cock.
I watch her, completely transfixed by how incredibly sexy she is. The way her head falls back as she chases her pleasure, how her beautiful mounds bounce with each movement.
I reach up to cup her breasts, pinching her hard nipples as she continues to bounce up and down on my cock.
“Fuck, yes, Clara, that’s it.” I thrust my hips up.
“ Yes !”
Her hands slide over my chest, her nails scraping lightly over my skin as she increases her pace.
She’s completely lost to the pleasure, and I let her have complete control. At least until her orgasm starts to build, and I decide to push her further.
I sit up and wrap my arms around her body, pulling her flush against me, and capturing her nipple in my mouth.
She gasps as I graze my teeth over the sensitive bud, but she doesn’t stop moving.
I lick and suck at her breasts as my hands slide down her back to grip her ass.
“You’re doing so good, love.” I lift her off my cock and slam her back down in one swift movement.
“Marco!” Her lips brush against my ear as her thighs start to tremble.
The way she says my name completely unravels me.
I flip her onto her back, pinning her beneath me as I take over.
Clara doesn’t fight it. She just moans louder as she wraps her legs around me and pulls me even deeper inside her.
I pump my hips at a brutal pace, not stopping until she’s clenching around my cock and coming hard. And even then I don’t stop until we’re both covered in sweat and completely gasping for air.
When the sweat has cooled on our skin, I reluctantly untangle myself from Clara and slide off the bed.
“You stay right there. I’ll be back.”
She hums, too exhausted to do much else.