“Only for you,” she whispered, and hearing her say that only made my cock harder.
“Only for me, baby,” I repeated.
She whimpered as the tip of my finger slipped in and out, pushing downward to get more inside of her. I heard another groan of frustration as I sucked her tender skin between my lips. I took a moment to savor her wetness and lick it from my index finger before plunging it back inside her, and then adding another finger.
I rose again to kiss her neck, whispering in her ear. “Want me to speed up, baby? To touch you rougher?
I heard a short moan as my answer.
“Use your words.”
She nodded, “Yes.Please.”
She spread her legs wider for me, and I instantly inserted the tip of my cock between her pussy lips and rocked back and forth a mere inch to taunt her with the tip.
“Ronan, please,” she wailed in frustration, but I smiled in pleasure.
There was nothing I liked better than this. Nothing I liked better than taking her to the top of our own little ecstasy mountain.
She cried out in lust as the head of my cock created indescribable sensations against her inner lips.
“Tell me what you need,” I taunted.
“Your cock, please,” she murmured between moans.
I pushed in a couple more inches, teasing her G-spot, and her hips found my rhythm, and she pressed her ass back to take me in further, but my hands held her hips steady.
My tongue played with her ear, and I thrust and flicked the wet tip in every little crevice before sucking the lobes once again. Ifelt her neck scrunch in delight and felt her happy pussy twitch at the sensations.
I rested my chin on her shoulder again and looked straight ahead in the mirror. Her head dipped slightly, eyes closed in concentration.
I whispered hotly in her ears. “Look up in the mirror,tesoro. Look into my eyes.”
Her dark eyes opened quickly, and we gazed lustfully at each other. I picked up my head to arch back into her, then pulled back and thrust again deeply into her pussy.
She gasped loudly and bit her bottom lip, returning my hot gaze as I thrust again and again into her, my calm hands holding onto her waist.
“Fuck me, please,” she begged once more.
The sight of her shaking breasts in the mirror became too much for me to resist, so I covered them with my hands, massaging her aching tits.
She pressed forward into my hands, then pulled back when my fingers captured her nipples
Still holding her eyes, I ran my hands down her forearms to intertwine my fingers with hers, then held myself tightly against her as I whispered in her ear, “You see what you do to me,tesoro? How my cock throbs inside you,mio cuore.”
“Do you know how fucking enticing it is to see you standing here, your back arched and knowing I’m fucking you slowly from behind?”
She whimpered, seemingly unable to find her words, and turned her head suddenly to kiss me, our tongues echoing the movements of our lower love muscles. We kissed deeply and rocked in silence for a minute, while my hand reached to caress her stomach, rubbing over that scar.
I felt her body shift and stiffen once my hand came in contact with it, and I sighed. “Baby, don’t you dare hide from me. You’rebeautiful. A fucking goddess. That scar takes nothing away from your beauty.”
“Really?” she asked, as the small whimpers continued to escape.
“Definitely,” I confirmed.
I stopped, pressed against her as my hands continued to caress her skin. She felt wonderful, but I couldn’t resist drawing my caresses inexorably higher, back to her beautiful swaying breasts.
I couldn’t resist the most perfect pair of C-cup tits.
