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Karma
What are you doing? What the hell are you doing? Why are you taking him into your body? Why are you allowing him to do exactly what he’s been threatening to do? Why do you have your legs wrapped around him as you hold his gaze, as you take in his gorgeous features, that thick corded neck, those broad shoulders that shield you from the rain that patters down from above?
He holds my gaze for a beat, then clucks his tongue. He pulls out of me and I scowl, "What the hell? Thought you wanted to consummate our marriage?"
"You can’t top from the bottom, Beauty."
"What the hell do you mean by that?"
"You know what I mean." He lowers his head until his eyelashes sweep over mine, "Say you want this, tell me you want me to fuck you."
"I want you to…" I swallow, "to nail me," I whisper.
"What’s that?" He tilts his head, "Don’t think I heard you."
"I want you to…to take me, you asshole."
"Say it like you mean it." He smirks. "Say you want me to fuck you."
"Fine, fine," I yell, "I want you to shag me, you bleeding idiot. I want you to fuck me, you—"
He propels his hips forward and impales me in one smooth move. I gasp and my breath catches in my chest. He’s so damn big, so huge; I am so full. Oh, my god. I swallow, open my mouth, but no sound comes out.
"Lost your ability to speak, hmm?" His smirk widens as he pulls out of me. He slides his free hand under my knee, heaves it up, so it’s next to my chest, opening me up, then he thrusts forward with such force that my entire body jerks.
A moan bleeds from my lips. Oh, my god. Oh, my god. This is…insane. It feels so bloody good, so right… I can’t understand how every part of me feels ready and aching and wants more, so much. I make a sound deep in my throat and he nods.
"I know what you want, Beauty."
You do?
He holds my gaze as he begins to fuck me in earnest. In and out, in and out. I dig my heels into his back just above his tight butt as he plunges into me over and over again. Every time he rams into me, my body jolts. My breath shudders. Pinpricks of pleasure scream up my spine. The climax crashes over me and I scream, as he continues to fuck me through the aftermath that ripples through me in waves. He stares into my eyes, then releases my hand only to cup my cheek, "Fuck, you’re beautiful when you come, you know that?"
I stare up into those cold, remorseless eyes of his. I watch myself watch him as he rams into me again and again. His features grow intense, his muscles coil and uncoil as he seems to put all of himself behind the movement. He releases my wrists, only to slide his thumb in between my lips and I suck on it. His gaze narrows as he pulls out, then propels his hips forward and buries himself to the hilt again. He hits that spot deep inside me, and to my shock, I find that shivers start at my feet again.
"No," I moan, "it’s too soon. I can’t come again."
"You can." He pounds me again, this time, with such force that his balls slap against my inner thighs. He pulls out, then tilts his hips, and nails me again, and I swear, I feel him in my throat.
"No," I whine, "no, no, no."
"We gotta work on your vocabulary,piccola mia." He impales me again and again as the rain increases in intensity. The raindrops sting my legs as I lock my ankles around him, as he glares into my eyes, "Come," he commands. "Come all over my cock, wife."
"Oh, my god." I throw my arms around his neck and scream as the orgasm sweeps up my spine to burst behind my eyes. I’m dimly aware of him picking up speed and ramming me over and over and over again. Then, his big body shudders and his dick swells inside me. I feel his butt tense as he comes deep inside me. He slumps down, and I sense him holding his weight off of me and on his arms as the aftershocks ripple over me. I open my eyes and flinch when I am faced with his intense gaze.
"What?" I murmur. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"You okay?"
I nod, dimly aware that I still have my arms and legs locked around him. He slides his hand under my neck, the other under my waist. The next second, the world tilts as he flips our positions. He places me on his chest, then wraps those big arms around me.
"I need to get you out of the rain," he murmurs as he contemplates the rain that’s pouring down on us. We are shielded somewhat by the branches of the tree overhead. Still, we are both completely drenched. And dirty and filthy.
Somehow, it feels right that he chased me down and took me in the open, exposed to the elements like we were animals. He’s the most untamed man I have ever met. A beast who wears a tailor-made suit that only enhances that savage part of him that had attracted me from the moment I’d met him.
I raise my hand to his neck, trace the scar there. "How did you get this?" I murmur, "It seems painful."
