Chapter 40 #3
“Emma.” I turn her to face me, take her hand, and continue.
“I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness for what I did.
I was wrong, and I’ll apologize every day if I have to.
Because of my arrogance, I didn’t listen to you when you needed me most. You went through the pregnancy alone, and I’ll say it again—I’m so sorry for that.
So today, I’m here to tell you that I’m not giving up on you two.
I love you, and I know you feel the same way about me.
I waited for you to be ready. I gave you the space you wanted, always watching over you, because I never gave up.
But now? Enough. I’m done waiting. From today on, you’re my woman.
I want to take care of my son and have you both for the rest of my life. ”
She doesn’t say anything, just keeps looking at me, so I pull her onto my lap and press our mouths together in a kiss hungry with desire and lust. God, I’ve missed this—the warmth of her body, her taste.
It’s incredible. She straddles me on the couch, one leg on each side, and her dress rides up.
I push it to her waist, giving myself full access, and run my hands over her ass—fuller now, probably from the pregnancy.
She moans when I give her a slap, leaving the mark of my hand on her skin.
I grip her thighs and rise from the couch, carrying her toward my room.
Tonight she’ll be mine. I’ll quench my thirst, satisfy my hunger for her.
I reach the bedroom and set her down on her feet.
We spend a few seconds just looking at each other, and then she comes at me, wrapping her arms around my neck and grabbing fistfuls of my hair.
I bring my lips to hers and we kiss again as my hand finds the zipper of her dress.
I pull it down and the dress falls at her feet.
I step back to take in her perfect body.
She’s down to just her lingerie, and it drives me wild. I wind my hand through her hair and pull her head back, making her moan, exposing her neck to me completely. I drag my beard across her skin, and she shivers all over. I whisper in her ear:
“I’m going to fuck you so hard, with everything I’ve got, until I’ve satisfied this insane craving I have for you.”
I feel her completely surrender to me as I unhook her bra and toss it aside, freeing her breasts.
I take her nipple in my mouth and suck, then bite gently.
She moans and grips my hair tighter. With my free hand, I reach down to her pussy—she’s dripping wet.
My mouth waters, desperate to taste her.
I push her panties aside and drag my finger along her slit, then bring it to my mouth and suck.
“Fuck me, Mattia, please—fuck me like before.”
“Easy, mia ragazza. I want to taste every inch of you tonight.”
“I don’t want to wait. I just want to feel you.”
The moment she finishes, I lay her down on my bed and start stripping off my clothes. Impatient, I kneel in front of her.
“I need you to come first, mi amore. I don’t want to hurt you.”
I bring my mouth to her flesh, hot and soft, and run my tongue over her to taste her.
It drives me crazy—my cock is rock hard, dripping, aching to plunge inside her.
I slip a finger into her wet pussy while sucking her clit.
She bites her lip, trying to control her moans.
With my free hand, I squeeze her nipple as I add another finger, thrusting hard, almost angry.
“Come for me. I’m dying to be inside you.”
And she does—she comes, screaming my name. I thrust my fingers once, twice more, then pull them out and bring them to my mouth, tasting her. I move closer and position my cock at her entrance.
“I’ll go slow. If it hurts, tell me.”
I ease in slowly, carefully—her flesh squeezes my cock, so impossibly tight.
I can’t resist anymore and thrust in all at once.
I feel her contract beneath me. I bring my hand to her clit and massage it as I start to move.
When I feel her adjust to my size, I pick up the pace.
I shift to my knees on the bed, staying inside her, and grab her waist with both hands, digging my fingers into her flesh as I intensify my movements.
“Ahh!! Faster, Mattia…”
She begs, and I place her legs on my shoulders, giving myself more room to move.
Still gripping her waist, I speed up, going deeper, furiously, without restraint, making her completely mine.
She moans loudly, letting out all the pleasure she's feeling.
I slap her ass, leaving it red with the mark of my fingers, and that pushes her over the edge—she comes wildly.
I'm almost there too, so I keep going and thrust once, twice, three times more, until I spill myself inside her.
I collapse exhausted on top of her, careful not to put too much weight on her, while I kiss her, now with tenderness and affection, and we stay there for long minutes, trying to make that moment last forever.
I climb off her carefully, go to the bathroom, and start filling the bathtub.
I come back, pick her up in my arms so we can bathe together, and there we make love one more time as the water rocks with her movements while she rides me.
This woman drives me crazy, and I want to live forever in this madness.