Chapter Thirty-Two
(Cesare)
Cesare did his best to memorize this moment; to take in the sight of Sabrina in his arms in post orgasmic bliss; deliciously pliant in pleasure; her body his to do with as he saw fit. It filled him with a sort of protective affection and pride that he had never held for anyone else before.
He would be the one to introduce her to everything. And while this excited him, the weight of this responsibility was immense. He wanted her to like this. He wanted her to need this; to need him.
He laid her on her back, moving on top of her. “So good for me.” He praised, leaning down to kiss her parted lips. “Look at you, tesoro mio. My treasure.” He whispered, kissing down to her beautiful tits.
She was so soft, so good, and so fucking his.
“Mine.” He whispered as he pressed a kiss to one of those pretty tits. He closed his mouth around her rosy, pink nipple and sucked, taking pleasure in the sound that came from her pouty little mouth, and the flush that streaked across her chest.
“Husband.” She smiled softly; hazel eyes filled with tenderness and trust for him, as her copper red curls lay strewn across the pillow around her in a fiery halo.
He leaned down and kissed her once more, supporting his weight on his elbows as he threaded his fingers through her own, pressing her hands into the pillows above her head. His blue eyes darkened at the picture she made.
One day he would tie her pretty little wrists to the bed and make her come until she cried; fuck her over and over until she forgot everything except for who she belonged to.
There was a hitch in Sabrina’s breath as he started to slide his hard length through her arousal, bumping against her clit with the thick head of his cock.
“Color?” He asked, grinding against her again, positioning himself to fill her up.
“Green. But I’m nervous.” She gave a shaky laugh.
Cesare kissed her forehead and squeezed her hands in his. “Don’t be nervous. I’ve got you, tesoro.” He notched the head of his cock into her entrance. “We’re going to go slow.”
He gave a soft grunt at the feel of her around his throbbing length. “You're going to enjoy this and I’ll make you feel so good. But this sweet little pussy has never had a cock inside it before, so we’re going to take our time.” He murmured.
Sabrina nodded, arching as he pushed inside her, Cesare’s face a mixture of concentration and pleasure.
“Relax, tesoro.” He gritted, working into her inch by fucking inch. It was the best type of hell he’d ever endured. Her muscles squeezed his cock like a vice, sucking him in when he pulled out, just enough to thrust back in an inch further.
“Fuck, you feel so good, baby.” He buried his head in her neck, laying a kiss against the skin there.
Sabrina was shaking. “So full.” she panted, squeezing his hands and arching against him. “Please!”
“You’re doing so good, sweet girl.” He praised, trailing a hand down to her clit, giving her as much pleasure as he could to compensate for any discomfort.
To his relief, she gave a soft sigh and raised her hips the slightest bit.
The move simultaneously increased the pressure on her clit and the depth of his thrust.
Cesare groaned as Sabrina let out a soft-spun whimper of pleasure. Cesare gave an experimental thrust, relieved when her body accepted him a little further. “Relax for me. Let me in, tesoro. You can do it. All the way.”
“Fuck!” Sabrina mewled as he thrust once more.
“So fucking tight.” Cesare groaned. He was absolutely wrecked. She was heaven. Her slick cunt was tighter than anything he’d ever experienced, and the little moans and noises she made went straight to his dick.
“Good?” He asked as he continued to press further, grinding his jaw at the effort of going slow; of being careful.
“Full.” She huffed, closing her eyes as he pressed in further. “But so good.” She moaned.
Sabrina gasped as Cesare withdrew a few inches and pushed himself back into her pulsing heat.
Sabrina let out a faint whine. “How much more?”
Cesare sat up on his knees and groaned at the sight of his cock pushing past her tight pussy lips, stretched wide and swollen around his cock. “Fuck.” He panted, wanting to memorize this sight forever. Sabrina was his. His to love, his to fuck, his to keep.
Sabrina tossed her head from side to side, fighting against the continued onslaught of pressure, pleasure, and newness. She arched again, pendulating slightly as she did her best to work more of him inside. She threw an arm over her face as she gave a high-pitched cry of pained pleasure.
“Daddy?” She gasped, her mind starting to go somewhere warm and floaty and soft spun.
“Three more inches.” Cesare rasped, pulling out and thrusting back in a little further. “Eyes on me, tesoro.” He instructed, leaning back down.
She blinked, taking a shuddering breath as she came back to herself and made eye contact.
“Stay with me, tesoro.” He coaxed, leaning in to kiss her. He remained where he was, seated a little more than halfway inside her, as he waited for Sabrina to return the kiss.
She gave a pleasured moan when he nipped lightly at her lower lip. She returned the kiss, parrying her tongue back and forth against his.
Cesare reached a hand back down to where they were joined, and moved his thumb against her clit, grinning into their kiss as she gave another moan of pleasure. He continued the motion as Sabrina let out a long sigh, bucking against him with a soft cry.
“My wife.” He breathed against her lips.
“My husband.” She opened her eyes, smiling back.
Sabrina’s vice-like grip on his hardened length finally relaxed, and the weight of his cock slowly pushed the rest of the way in, sliding home into the warmth of her heat. Cesare let out a ragged groan as Sabrina made a slight choking sound.
“You did it, Baby.” Cesare crooned proudly, grinding his cock into her tightness, eyes rolling back with the pleasure of being buried to the hilt in his red-headed angel. “Going to fill you up every day.” He continued as he pulled out, thrusting back in.
“Going to wake you up, balls deep when I give you my cock. Every morning.” Cesare muttered, pleased when Sabrina’s pussy clenched in response to his words. “You like that, baby? Waking up with this fucking cock inside you?” He muttered as he picked up the pace, pushing deep with each thrust.
Sabrina clenched around his massive length again, arching up as she trembled. “Need it, need you!” She cried out, wrapping her arms around him.
“That’s it, baby.” Cesare watched the pleasure on her face as it built up within her body. “Take it. Just like that. Take it all.”
He thrust harder; the force of his thrusts moving her up the bed and away from him. With a gleam in his eye, Cesare pulled her back down the bed, and harder on his cock; over and over again. His hands moved to grip her hips as he pressed her deeper into the mattress.
Cesare ground against her, his length dragging deliciously back and forth against the front of her walls, the move forcing mind numbing friction against her G-spot with each thrust. Cesare watched with satisfaction as she arched, crying out in pleasure again.
“You aren’t going anywhere, baby. This pussy is mine.
” Thrust. “All you need,” Thrust. “is to take it.” Thrust.
Sabrina nodded with a breathless cry.
“Who does this pussy belong to?” He demanded.
“You!” Sabrina cried out, gripping his shoulders, her nails scraping down the muscles of his back.
“That’s right, baby, this is my pussy. Mine.” He ground against her as he bottomed out deep inside, and Sabrina’s head rolled to the side again. “Nobody else. Ever. Do you understand?”
“Yours!” Sabrina gasped out.
Cesare pulled back, his thick cock almost all the way out. Mercilessly, he surged back into her. “Mine.” He growled.
Sabrina cried out as her legs shook with pleasure; Cesare repeating the move over and over.
“It’s too much.” Sabrina gasped out, shaking her head from side to side, as if the intensity was too much for her writhing body.
Cesare slowed down his pace, but ground deep inside, the contact sending shocks of pleasure from her clit to the rest of her body. Cesare gently brushed a sweat soaked lock of hair from her temple before pressing a kiss against her lips. “Do you need to use your colors, baby?”
“No. Don’t stop, please!” She responded immediately, looking up at him so openly, pliant, and trusting.
“Oh baby.” He moaned gutturally. “You need someone to talk you through it, don’t you, Sabrina?” His voice was low and rumbled in his chest. Cesare fucked back into her with a growl.
“Daddy!” She cried out.
“It’s not too much, baby. You can do it. You were made for this; made to take my cock just like this, weren’t you?” He intoned.
“Please, I can't...” Sabrina cried out, clenching even harder around him as he surged into her over and over. “So good for me, letting me fuck you raw, just like this.” He praised, his voice low, deep, and ragged.
Pleasure and sensation continued to build as Sabrina tried to pull her hands away from where Cesare had them pinned, as if to fight what was coming.
“Look at you.” Cesare crooned. Thrust. “Look at this pretty little pussy stretched to the brim around my cock.” Thrust. “So fucking soaked and puffy and pink just for me.”
“Daddy?” She gasped once more, her mind hovering on the edge of a precipice too high, too bright, and too much.
“Such a good girl, letting daddy fuck you full.” His voice was gentle and honeyed, even as his cock was ruthless. “You’re going to come all over my cock, aren’t you? Going to let me fill you up until it gushes out.”
“I can’t.” She whined out in a raspy plea.
“You can, and you will, baby. You know why?” He said in the same wickedly gentle tone.
Sabrina shook her head, wide-eyed as she met his gaze; consumed in the pleasure Cesare pushed into her until it was imprinted on her soul.
“Because good girls come when they’re told.” He all but growled as he thrust hard and deep. “Now come for me, baby. You can do it.”
Cesare’s words sent Sabrina over the edge, and with a cry she came around his hard thickness; her head thrown back in pleasure as Cesare claimed her mind, body, and soul. With a low rumbling groan, he joined her, pulling her close and holding her tight.