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“I—I don’t know. I’ll suffocate you.”
“God, yes. Please, fucking take all the air from my lungs.” He yanks me down again, his mouth connecting to me again.
“Oh god,” I groan, tossing my head back and grind against him, wanting more.
He moans too, liking my entire weight on him. I stare down, rocking my hips back and forth. He looks so damn good. His blazing blue eyes roll to the back of his head as he rolls my clit with his tongue. I tighten my hold on the headboard and watch bliss take over what I can see of his face. His veins protrude in his arms the tighter he digs his fingers into my thighs, and I see small bruises in other spots from last night.
Something about that, something about him leaving his mark on me because he lost control brings me closer to orgasm. His palms scratch across my skin as they move to my back, gliding until he can grip onto my ass again. He helps me rock, moving me faster, grinding my pussy against his face until his nose is swiping along my clit while his tongue dives inside me.
“Ari. Oh, fuck. Oh, god. I’m close. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop,” I chant, fucking his face as if I would his cock. My other hand slaps against the headboard and I move against Ari with so much force, the mattress bed begins to slam against the wall.
Loud thuds sound every other second and when I look down again, his eyes are locked onto my tits, watching them bounce. It’s as if he can’t help himself. His hand slithers around my body and takes one into his hand, then rolls the nipple between his fingers which causes an electric current to bolt through me veins, and I come.
My orgasm has me rolling my hips slower as if I’m trying to push it down Ari’s throat to make him choke on it. He groans, his tongue spearing me quicker as he drinks me down.
“Ari,” I slur his name, drunk off him. I try not to focus on his wedding ring biting into my skin, but it’s too difficult. My heart surges with excitement and happiness knowing this man belongs to me.
I slip from him, straddling him, and press my wet pussy against his big cock. His lips and chin shine from me and I lift, reaching behind me to guide is cock to my entrance when he stops me.
“You’re sore,” he says, his chest rising a falling from nearly suffocating to death.
“Ari, I’m fine. I want to. I want you.” I try again but his hold is stronger than the attempt I use to get out of it.
“And I took you multiple times last night. When I say I want you to take a break, I mean it, Tesoro.” He sits up and that damn hand threatens my throat again. “You’ll soak in a warm bath and in a few days, after that pretty pussy has had time to heal, I’ll be taking you again. And then you’ll be used to me. Then,” his hands jerk me forward and I slide along his cock. “I’ll take you whenever the fuck I want, but I won’t be adding to your pain this morning.” He pushes me back, my slick pussy hugging his width.
I feel the tenderness and the slight pain he’s talking about, but still, I want him inside me so badly. I’ll listen to him though.
Just this once.
“You’ll make me come like this,” he says, dragging me up his length again, then down. His tongue darts across his bottom lip, his feral gaze locked on where his cock peeks from between my legs with every backward stroke. “You can too. I’m already so close because just the sight of having you against me has me ready. You’re so fucking beautiful, Rosie.” His eyes wander all over my body, rolling his lips together just before tossing his back so far, he collapses on the bed. “Fuck! Jesus Christ,” he growls, the tendons in his neck tense. When he looks at me again, he tilts his hips, thrusting faster. “Don’t move. Christ, my wife is unreal,” he groans, flipping me over until I’m flat on my back, my head hanging off the bed while he drives himself through my slick lips.
The crown presses against my clit as he drives in hard. Both of his hands wrap around my throat while he wishes he could drive into me deep.
“You have no idea the things I want to do to you,” he pants between breaths, bending his elbows to bring his face closer to mine. “Things you’d hate me for.”
“I already hate you,” I moan, holding onto his wrists as he increases the pressure.
A dark, raspy chuckle ending on a husky groan tickles my ear. “You fucking wish you hated me.”
“I do.”
“Don’t lie to yourself.” He kisses the side of my throat. “You are on your way to loving me. Admit it, that’s what you really hate.”
“You flatter yourself—fuck!” I cry out, digging my nails into his shoulders.
“When I hear you make sounds like that? Damn right, I do.” He grunts as he picks up speed, moving faster and the faster he rocks against me, the louder he becomes.
I love that he isn’t quiet. Hearing him, hearing how good I’m making him feel elevates the pleasure I’m experiencing. Our sounds blend together, louder as we get closer to climax.
My thighs begin to tremble and the lightweight feeling in my body takes over while my breath catches. My toes curl and I drag my nails down Ari’s back as I come, the scream lodged in my throat. The cry of desire is silent, but it is bursting in my head as pulls another orgasm from me for the second time this morning.
“Not going to waste a fucking drop though,” he says, leaning back and barely pressing the tip just enough inside to steal my breath from how tender I am.
Ari’s jaw drops, his dark hair messy and falling over his forehead as he comes, filling me again. I’ve lost count how many times the man has come inside me, but it’s becoming one of my favorite things to watch him do. He’s so primal and the look of ownership as he does it only turns me on more.
He pulls out, finishing against my inner thigh.
Then he does something he hasn’t done before. He manhandles me by settling me in the middle of the bed, slides a pillow under my head, then lifts my hips from the mattress while keeping my legs in the air.
