My hand slides to the nape of her neck, fingers threading through her soft hair. "Then do it. Stop fighting what's between us."
Her breath catches as I pull her closer, our foreheads touching. The scent of her fills my senses, clouding my judgment.
I shouldn’t want her like this.
Not just physically, but emotionally.
Like my soul is incomplete without her.
But I’m helpless.
Past the point of what I should or shouldn’t do or feel.
I capture her mouth with mine, and the last threads of my restraint snap.
Her lips part instantly, welcoming me in.
The kiss deepens, growing hungry and desperate as my hands roam over her body, relearning every curve.
I’m mad with need.
It courses through my blood.
Before I can take control, her fingers work at my belt.
She sinks to her knees as she drags my pants and boxer briefs down my legs.
She looks up at me, desire gleaming in her eyes. "Let me show you how much I've missed you.”
Her mouth wraps around my cock, and holy fucking hell.
Sensation rockets out to every nerve in my body.
She sucks me in deep, and I’m not sure how my legs are strong enough to keep me upright.
“Eva… fuck… ” I groan as an orgasm builds faster than I can control it. My fingers grip her head as I let myself fuck her mouth, once, twice but I don’t want to come. Not yet.
It takes every bit of effort I can gather to step away. She looks up at me with confused eyes, my precum wet on her lips. It’s so fucking erotic, I nearly come right then.
“Take your clothes off and get on the bed,” I command, helping her undress.
As she goes to the bed, I maneuver her until she’s on her hands and knees, her pussy staring back at me. I lean over, wrapping my lips around it, and suckle, then thrust my tongue inside. She moans and my dick can’t take it anymore.
“Adriano.” She turns to look at me over her shoulder. The sight of her waiting for me… wanting me, sends a surge of power through me.
“What do you want?”
“You.”
I shake my head. “Tell me what you want.”
Her eyes flash with wild heat. “I want you to fuck me.”
My dick jumps. Desire takes control. I grip her hips and slam into her pussy, driving in to the hilt.
“Yes,” she cries out.
"Mine," I growl, as I pump in and out of her, setting a demanding pace that she meets by rocking back against me, taking me deeper each time.
