Chapter 25
Tiziano Constanzo
I couldn’t take that circus anymore. Dinner had been a waste of time, filled with repetitive conversations and flattery disguised as courtesy. While everyone tried to get something out of me, my mind was somewhere else. On the fucking honeymoon those bastards had ruined.
When Bianca got into the car wearing that damn dress that emphasized every curve of her body, I knew I wasn’t going to control myself any longer.
I climbed in right after her, shutting the door harder than necessary.
Before the driver could even say anything, I raised the partition between us, making sure we had privacy.
I pulled her panties from the pocket of my jacket, holding the scrap of lace between my fingers and bringing it to my nose. I inhaled deeply, her sweet, provocative scent flooding my senses.
“You have no idea what you did to me tonight,” I said, my voice rough as my eyes locked on hers.
Bianca’s eyes widened, and she swallowed hard, but said nothing.
“I’ve been hard since the moment these panties ended up in my pocket. I spent hours imagining your bare pussy, ready for me to shove my cock inside you until you cried from how hard I fucked you.”
Her eyes widened even more, her cheeks flushing. Bianca tried to look away, but I wouldn’t let her.
“Lift your dress,” I ordered.
“What? Here?” she whispered, her voice carrying more surprise than refusal.
“Right here. Now.” I leaned toward her, one hand firm on her thigh while the other tossed her panties onto the seat. “Lift your dress and sit here. I want to feel that pussy swallowing me while you slowly sink down on my cock.”
She raised the delicate fabric of her dress, exposing her bare, soft thighs. The perfect sight of her surrendering made the blood pound through my veins, my cock throbbing with an almost unbearable urgency inside my pants.
Without rushing, I undid the button and lowered the zipper. My cock sprang free, thick, heavy, and already hard. Her eyes dropped to it, and she bit her lip.
“You did this to me, wife.” My hand slowly traveled up her thighs until my fingers brushed her hot, wet pussy. She trembled beneath my touch, panting. “Do you think it’s fair to tease me all night and not deal with the consequences?”
Bianca didn’t answer, but the slight trembling of her body said what her words didn’t need to. A satisfied smile curved my lips as I gripped my erection with one hand and used the other to position the tip at her entrance.
“Don’t look away, Bianca,” I murmured, staring into her eyes. “This is all yours. And soon, you’re going to feel me inside you again.”
She shivered, her fingers tightening around the fabric of her raised dress. My movements were slow, deliberate, as the tip of my cock brushed against her warm skin, moving upward until it found her exposed pussy.
“Do you know what’s going to happen now?” I leaned in to whisper against her ear. “You’re going to sit on my cock, slowly. I want to feel every inch of that pussy taking me.”
I grabbed her waist and, with one firm pull, brought her on top of me. A deep groan escaped my throat.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” I hissed through clenched teeth, digging my fingers into her soft skin and guiding her down until she took me all the way.
She bit her lip, her face completely flushed, but I never looked away. I wanted to see every expression, every tremor I caused in her.
“That’s it… just like that.” My voice came out rough, almost a growl, as she slowly lowered herself onto me. “You were born for this, Bianca. Born to be mine.” I squeezed her thighs, guiding her movements. “Slowly… feel how completely you belong to me.”
She panted, her eyes half-closed as she adjusted to my size. It was almost too much, and I knew it, but watching her body surrender, her hands trembling as they braced against my shoulders, only drove me crazier.
“Go ahead, wife,” I murmured, brushing my lips against hers. “Show me you can take me.”
“Tiziano…” she moaned, pressing her hands more firmly against my shoulders.
She gasped when I slowly moved my fingers, teasing her most sensitive spot and drawing a low moan from her.
“Don’t be ashamed. You’re like this for me. Only for me.” I looked directly into her eyes, making it clear how much it drove me insane.
A deep, rough groan escaped me. The feeling of her wrapped around me, hot and tight, nearly made me lose control.
“That’s it, just like that. Slowly,” I groaned softly as she slid down, taking me completely.
Bianca bit her lip, her face red, but I could see the pleasure in her eyes.
“Fuck, Bianca…” I hissed, gripping her waist tighter and pulling her down until she was fully seated on me. She gasped, her hands tightening on my shoulders. “Feel that? That’s where you belong.”
She tried to answer, but only a moan escaped her lips, and that was enough for me.
“Now move,” I ordered, my eyes fixed on hers. “I want to watch you ride me until you lose control.”
My fingers dug into her thighs as she began moving faster. The car continued down the road, but in that moment, the world outside ceased to exist. There was only her and me, the sound of our bodies meeting, muffled moans, and broken breaths.
“Faster,” I ordered, pulling her even closer and making her quicken her movements. Her dress rode higher, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Her face was flushed, her eyes half-closed with pleasure, and it only made me drive deeper.
“Tiziano…” she whispered my name again, like a prayer, and my control nearly shattered.
“That’s it,” I murmured, tightening my grip on her waist and guiding her movements.
She trembled on top of me, her body surrendering completely to pleasure, and that was enough to push me over the edge. A rough groan tore from me as I gripped her even tighter, burying myself deep and feeling my orgasm take over.
Bianca rested her forehead against my shoulder, exhausted, while I ran my fingers through the loose strands of her hair.
“Don’t wear panties anymore,” I murmured, still breathless, my tone softer this time. “You never know when I’ll want to do this again.”
She didn’t answer, but I felt the slight shiver of her body against mine. And in that moment, I smiled.
She was mine, and I would make sure she remembered it every single day.