“I don’t know.”
He pulls away, sitting back on his knees. I push up on my hands as his dark brown gaze meets mine and he hides none of what he’s feeling. All his want, his need, are stamped across his face. But there’s something else, a vulnerability I’m not used to seeing.
“I don’t want this to be nothing,” he says. “If this is just some itch—"
“It’s not,” I rush to say.
“Then what is it? I need some information here, so I don’t go out of my mind.” He leans forward, pressing his forehead against mine. “If we go down this road, I don’t think I could give you up again. It was damn near impossible the first time. I…” He releases a shaking breath. “No hesitation. No doubts. We do this, we’re both all in. One hundred percent.”
Is that what I want? Before the question forms completely in my mind, I know it is.
“I’m all in,” I whisper, a smile spreading across my face.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Yes! God, yes!” he shouts. I laugh, falling back to the bed as he towers over me once again. “I am never letting you go again, Bibiana Sousa. Never. “
I bite my bottom lip. “I think I’m okay with that.”
He kisses me, his teeth biting at my lips and I open for him, his mouth devouring mine in a hungry kiss before he murmurs, “You brushed your teeth.”
I laugh. He moves to pull away again, but I wrap my arms and legs around him, grinding against his length. “You’re fine. Keep kissing me.”
He groans and does as I ask, his mouth hot against my own.
He takes his time kissing me as his hands roam over my body as though he’s trying to commit me to memory. His thumbs hook into the edge of my sleep shorts and panties and I loosen my legs, allowing him to tug them off and toss them to the ground. His fingers trail between my thighs and his thumb finds my clit, stroking me in slow circles that make my pussy clench with need.
God, it feels so good.
He stops just as the pressure begins to build and I cry out in frustration, but he only chuckles.
“Patience,” he whispers, his hands sliding up my torso and beneath the hem of my tank. My breathing shudders. He peels the fabric from my skin, baring me to his hungry gaze, and I instinctively wrap my arms around my middle.
“Nah uh. No hiding,” he says, tugging my arms free. I wait for his disgust, but the open want in his gaze never changes. He bends at the waist, placing a kiss between my breasts before moving his mouth to kiss one hip bone and then the other.
“Emilio—"
“Shh… relax for me.” His gaze is heavy with desire, but it’s attentive too, like he wants to make sure I’m okay. And I am. I close my eyes, letting my head fall back as he settles himself between my legs. His hands press my thighs open and I fight the urge to clamp them shut, but I let his eyes drink their fill. “So fucking beautiful, and all mine.”
Slowly, he slides a finger inside me, his lips latching on to the sensitive bundle of nerves above my opening at the same time. I gasp and moan his name, unable to hold still as he finger fucks me and sucks on my clit. The pressure builds inside me almost like I’m running a race, and within minutes I’m reaching toward the finish line. What he’s doing feels amazing, but I want more. I want him.
I’m already on the edge, my release hovering right there, but I want him buried inside me when I get there. “Emilio, please.” Mistaking my words, he increases his pace adding a second finger and I clench around the intrusion. “I need… you… inside me.” I gasp and he pulls back to look at me, his fingers still buried in my core.
“I want you to come with me,” I tell him, and a savage grin spreads across his face before a flash of irritation has him pulling away entirely.
“One minute.”
Still clad in his black boxer briefs he leaves the room only to come back seconds later with a small foil packet in his hands. My shoulders relax and he returns to my side, dropping the boxers and rolling the condom onto his length. I lick my lips.
“You ready for me?”
I nod. So damn ready.
He grabs my hips, pressing me deeper into the mattress as he guides himself to my center, his movements excruciatingly slow. His eyes search mine like he’s waiting for some sort of permission, so I nod letting him know I’m not changing my mind.
His body shakes with need as he enters me and I thrust my hips forward, forcing him in deeper. He groans before sinking the rest of the way in and then we just stay like that for several seconds, both of our chests heaving as we savor the feeling of one another.
