She palmed her forehead. "I feel fine…just a light headache."
My eyes roved her face. "Yeah, the doctor said it'll feel that way for a while. It should go away after a few days."
"They just came out of nowhere. He…one of them asked me to get down, but I couldn't move?—"
I didn't know what I was thinking.
I kissed her.
She froze against me. I wondered why I had never tried kissing her because of how soft her lips felt against mine. I kissed her with a softness I didn't know I possessed. I kissed her until she was out of breath, fisting my shirt for control.
"What was that for?" she panted, caressing my hand.
"That's me telling you that I'm glad you are safe," I whispered.
She smiled, biting her lip. "Get over here. You are too far."
I hopped closer to her, settling beside her. She grabbed onto me, straddling me with ease. The sleeves of her robes were falling off her shoulders, leaving her hardened nipple and enticing expanse of skin bare to my view. My cock hardened as her folds nestled on it. A groan ripped from my throat.
"What are you doing?" I asked huskily, holding her hip.
"Do you trust me?"
The word got stuck in my throat, but I managed to get it out. "Yes."
It was so liberating to utter that one word. I was a control freak. I was so fixated on making things go my way. I wanted to have a hold on everything, but at this moment, I wasn't willing to put up a fight.
Her lips landed back on mine, eliciting a groan from me. She ground against my cock, sighing softly. She hurriedly pulled down my sweatpants and sank on my length.
Satisfactory sounds rippled from us, echoing through the room.
Something was undoubtedly raw about this moment—something made me want to live in it as much as I could and savor every piece of it. It was as though a part of me knew this might be the last time, so I took everything Sienna had to offer.
My cock stretched her out, and the way she wrapped around me so tightly was fucking insane. Her walls clung to me like a second skin, soaking me up in their warmth.
"Always so tight and ready for me." I rasped against her lips.
Sienna went up and down my length so slowly, taking her time to relish the power she now had over me—a power I willingly relinquished to her. Her lips were parted in sheer pleasure, her eyes drifting shut as she proceeded to bite down on those lips.
"You feel so good, Luca," she moaned, riding back and forth, slowly bouncing on my cock.
Fuck.
I sank my fingers into her hair, allowing her to take the lead and ride me into madness. I pushed myself up constantly, meeting her halfway with slow, intense strokes and thrusts.
Her cries were deafening.That's my fucking girl.
Her urge to grab something grew incessantly. She palmed the back of my head, dragging her fingers over my scalp as I rotated my hips to deepen my thrusts. Her hands were everywhere. Onmy hair. On my back. Leaving marks, claiming me, and I fucking surrendered.
I wanted her to mark me as much as she wanted. This was, after all, the last time she would.
"Leave marks, baby girl. I want them." I stroked her hips, grunting as she dug her fingernails into my back.
She upped her pace, bouncing up and down my length, moans rolling off her tongue. Her impatience was so fuckin adorable. She was taking from me, yet it didn't feel enough.
I cupped one of her boobs, latching my mouth on the other, sucking, nibbling, and biting through the sheer lacy material.
"You are so fucking addictive!" I cussed.
