“You’re close, baby. I can feel your clit pulsing.” I bite on her ear lobe, move my two fingers from her clit, thrust them into her tight cunt, in and out, then move my thumb over her clit.
She screams my name and comes hard, exploding on my hand as her sweet nectar drips on my hand, her thighs, and the bed.
“Good girl.” I slow my pace and gently pull my fingers from her pussy. I bring them to my mouth, suck them clean, and when her juices coat my taste buds, I let out a deep growl. “You taste like honey.”
Her cheeks redden as if she is embarrassed.
My fingers that smell like her cum, grip her chin so she’s looking at only me, and I say, “Don’t ever be embarrassed. My job as your husband is to make you feel good. To make you feel sexy. To make you feel pleasure and to enjoy sex.” I lean in and kiss her softly against her soft lips and pull back before I deepen it. Her eyes flutter. “Now, I want you to stand up and strip forme. I want to see every single inch of your body that was made for me and my eyes only.”
I’m doing everything I can to take out my knife and shred her dress off her in one swoop. I don’t want to scare her off just yet with how badly I want to drag my knife across her tanned skin, marking her and licking up her blood.
She goes to move off the bed, stands an inch from the bed. My heated gaze tracks her movements as she reaches behind her back to unzip the mesh part of her dress. She slips her arms out then shimmies out of it and lets it pool around her feet.
I lick my lips in appreciation and start to unfasten the belt to my pants.
Then, she does the same to the tiny black dress that was underneath. My mouth waters at the sight in front of me. It’s better than when I watched her on my cameras when she is changing. She’s in black lace panties and a matching bra. Her full breasts are barely contained in the contraption. Begging to be released and for my tongue to lick them. Her hands trail up her arms, sliding down the straps one at a time before reaching behind her back to unclasp the fabric. I unzip my pants, pushing them down my hips and my cock springs free.
Her eyes widen at the sight of me and give her the biggest grin as I stroke myself. My thumb catches the precum, and I coat my thick, long, and girth dick. My hand moves up and down with my eyes glued to hers. She bites her bottom lip, hooks her fingers in her panties, and I watch as they fall to the floor with the rest of her clothes.
Fuck me. She is a fucking goddess. The swell of her hips, that beg for my hands to grip as she is riding me. The softness of her stomach, her lightly hair pussy in the middle of the apex of her thick thighs that I want to wear as earrings on my shoulders and my head buried between them. Her full breasts that are theperfect size for my hands, mouth, and tongue. Every single mark on her body I plan on kissing and memorizing.
“Beautiful. Fucking beautiful. Your body is a work of art,Amuri miu,”I say in Sicilian.“And I’m one lucky son of a bitch who gets to worship every single inch of this masterpiece.” My voice is low and raspy as I try to keep it together and not blow my load right now in my hand before I even get to sink into her. Taking her. “Come here, baby.”
She takes a few steps to the bed and climbs into the bed cautiously. I let go of my cock, kick the rest of my pants off my legs, and grip her hip pulling her into me as I part her thighs with my knee. I settle between her legs as they fall open for me. My right arm and bad shoulder cage in her head with my other one resting on her hip and, drawing circles with my fingers. Our gazes are locked on to each other, our breathing increased, and I can see the anticipation in her eyes.
I lean down with my lips hovering over hers, I whisper, “I’ll stop if you want me to, Isabella.”
Her hands trail up my torso, my chest, my shoulders stopping at my face as she cups it. “Please, don’t’ stop. I want to feel you inside me. I need to feel you inside me.”
That’s all I needed to hear, and I crash my lips on to hers. Our kiss is consuming. It’s pure hunger and need. Our tongues dance together, and we are kissing like we cannot get enough of each other. I will never get my fill of this woman.
I pull away already missing her soft, warm lips on mine. “This may hurt, and I will go as slow as I can. But it will only hurt for a moment.”
She nods her head. “Okay. But don’t we need a condom?”
I laugh at her question. “I would prefer to never have anything between us because my dick is meant for your pussy.”
She smiles, and I can feel the blackness inside my chest crack slightly.
“Then I don’t want one.”
“Good girl.” I lean down and press my lips to hers while I line myself up with her entrance. I kiss her gently as I push inch by inch. Her faces tenses with each thrust, I keep one hand on her hip to hold her in place. I want to ravish her, but I need to go slow as its her first time. Her back arches and little moans escape her mouth, but I devour them with mine.
I can feel her membrane breaking as I push all the way in and I pull my lips from hers and whisper, “Take a moment if you need to adjust to the size––”
“It’s okay. It’s a little painful. I need you to move, Enzo. Please.”
I kiss the top of her nose, and I slide out and then back in. Her back arches off the bed, moaning my name. She feels like fucking heaven and her pussy is so tight as she squeezes my dick like a vice grip. I’m so close and need to come. But the need for her to come again is more. I pull my dick almost all the way out and then slams it in, bottoming out.
“Enzo! Yes! Oh my God!” she cries out.
I’m trying to keep the pace slow, but her hands are on my back, digging her nails into me. Marking me. I increase my speed. Her head falls back, and her eyes closed. “Don’t you dare close your beautiful eyes. I want them on me, watching as I make you come again” They snap open meeting my heated gaze.
“Enzo, I’m going to come again, I can feel it. It’s too much.” He pussy clutches around my dick.
I remove my hand from her hip, sliding it between us, my thumb circles her clit, adding pressure. I can feel how close she is. Her inner walls tighten around me. I thrust in her a few more times and pinch her clit with my thumb and forefinger.
“Enzo!” she screams with her sultry voice echoing against the walls in our room. Her pussy gushes her sweet cum all over mydick and hand. Her body starts to shake as I keep thrusting in and out chasing my release.
