I brushed her damp hair away from her forehead. Her eyes were half-closed, a small, relaxed smile playing on her lips, even while she was trying to catch her breath.
Her fingertips gently worked through my hair, over my neck, her legs trembling from her orgasm, but otherwise she was completely limp, glowing.Sated.
Tilting her chin, I kissed her again. There were so many things I wanted to tell her. That I loved her, that everything I was, was hers. I wanted to ask her to marry me, to chain her to me, and knew in this state, she might just say yes.
But that wasn't how I wanted her. She was agreeable now, but part of what I loved about her was the way she challenged me, kept me on my toes.
I loved her sarcasm, her humor, and when I got down on one knee, I wanted her to say yes when she was fully cognizant and felt the same way I did. When she no longer wanted to hide it. Couldn't if she even tried.
She was almost there. Her entire reasoning behind pushing me away told me that much, but it wasn't enough.
I wanted her to not be able to live without me, because that's how deeply I loved her. Nothing in this world would matter without her, and I'd throw it all away just for her to smile at me the way she was right now.
That was what I poured into our kiss. My affection. My loyalty, devotion, care. Love, desire,everything. I sucked her bottom lip, licked softly in her mouth, then kissed her once more tenderly before pulling back.
She stared into my eyes, searching for something, like she was trying to understand, but couldn't quite grasp what I was telling her.
I expected that. Catalina had never been loved by anyone, much less someone like me. It would take her time to realize she was worth that and so much more. And I'd give her as much time as she needed. But at least she knew there was something there, something more and that it wasreal.
I finally slipped out of her, lifted her up by her ass, and carried her to the couch as she kissed me softly. We didn't speak, simply shared gentle kisses and held one another.
It still felt like a dream, having her in my arms, feeling her body against mine.
She was so incredibly affectionate. For once, she didn't withhold any part of herself from me.
There was no doubt or suspicion. She was connected and present in this space with me. It felt as though she'd closed out the rest of the universe like I had, and I was honored to be allowed into her own world. To see and experience who she was when she felt free.
Minutes passed, and our kisses grew longer, deeper, more passionate. I gathered her hair in my fist and held onto her hip as she ground her wet pussy against my cock.
It was already hard, aching for her. It never took much from her, a single look, a breath, just the smallest bit of her attention.
She moaned as I rubbed the head against her clit, before sliding it down. She lifted her hips, and I aligned myself with her entrance. "That's it, baby, take my cock into its home."
She sunk down as I pushed up, thrusting into her. She groaned, and I pushed her down harder, impaling her on my cock.
Then she rode me. Bounced so beautifully on my dick.
I stared into her eyes, thrusting into her as she gasped and moaned, pressing her nails into my chest.
I took her ass in my hands, smacked and kneaded it, and she moaned louder, her head falling back.
"Eyes on me, Catalina. I want to make sure you know who's fucking you," I growled.
She looked at me, as if she could stare into my soul. "I know," she moaned. "It's you, Marco. Just you.Onlyyou."
I lost my fucking mind.
Tilting her hips, I bent forward, and when she wrapped her arms around my neck, I pounded into her. Her head fell back again, and this time I didn't care.
I rammed into her hard, like the feral beast she'd reduced me to. Then I rubbed her clit. She shook, writhed, ground her hips against mine, then bucked and came crying out my name.
I turned, throwing her back onto the couch, slamming back into her. She cried out, bracing her hands against the arm of the couch to keep from hitting her head from the force of my thrusts.
I wrapped my hand around her throat, keeping her right where I wanted her while I fucked her hard and fast. I kept thrusting, her words repeating in my head.
"Just you. Only you."
Yes!
