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“Is this just another dream?” she asks, still slightly confused in her sleep. There's a hint of sadness, as if she expects me to disappear.
The memory of the time I spent without her burns inside of me. I rip open the shirt she’s wearing, sending buttons flying and clattering on the floor.
"Does this feel like a dream?" I growl, leaning down to pull a nipple into my mouth. I bite down on it, and she cries out her body jerking beneath me, her pussy clenching around my cock so tightly it robs my breath.
I release her nipple, licking the sting of pain away with my tongue. I kiss the deep valley between her breasts, before nibbling my way to the other breast. Shifting my weight to one hand, I bring my cum-soaked fingers from her clit to her nipple—rubbing her juices all over it. My eyes lock on her beautiful face as she watches me. I grin at her, before running my tongue through it before sucking it in my mouth. I hum as her taste explodes in my mouth. Jesus, it’s so fucking good. There’s never been anything better. There’s just Melina…and she’s all mine.
“Fuck me, Antonio. Please? God, I’ve missed you so much,” she begs as she wraps her legs around my hips, pushing her feet into my back, and pulling a groan from my lips.
I shift so I can move a hand down to her hip, pulling her ass up so I can sink even deeper into her cunt. I bite down on her nipple and suck, marking it however temporarily. She cries out her body jerking around me as her nails bite into my back with a stinging pain—a delicious torment that I will crave for the rest of my life.
“Christ, Lina, I've missed you,” I huff out, my body demanding I fuck her harder.
“I've missed you too, Antonio. I was afraid I’d never see you again.”
“I’m right here and you’re never getting away from me again.”
I start moving with a purpose now. Riding her body hard, giving into the raging need inside of me. I run my hand down her soft belly, memorizing the feel of her beneath my fingers and not stopping until I find her swollen clit.
I work her with my fingers, as my hips piston in and out of her. She meets me thrust for thrust, her body trembling around my cock, her heels pressing into my back, urging me on as my lust for her takes over.
I ram in and out of her, using her body shamelessly. She holds on for dear, fucking, life as I get faster and faster. The bed groans in protest, as my woman cries out my name, coming hard, her body curling up into me before throwing her head back against the pillow—surrendering to her orgasm.
“I’m coming!” she needlessly cries. I can already feel her release splintering through her body. I’m buried in her, connected in a way I’ve never been with another person and never will be.
It’s Melina. It’s always her.
“Take me with you,il mio tesoro,” I growl out. “Take us both to heaven.”
“You can't come. You have to pull out now,” she moans her body jerking—twisting as if to get away from me. “We can't do this.”
“Why the fuck not?” I bark, breathless as sweat clings to my skin. I struggle to find my control and not just take what I want.
“I-I'm not on birth control.”
“Why?” I ask, unable to hide the surprise in my voice.
“I had some, but my father took it away.”
Anger courses back through me as I realize Kelly was going to marry her, to breed her. “Motherfucker,” I hiss as the realization hits me.
“Antonio—”
“I don't care. You're mine. We're going to be married.”
“I'm not ready for kids,” she whimpers. Her eyes plead with me to understand. I know she’s been through too damn much lately and I need to come too badly to keep arguing.
"Fine. I'll pull out, but not before your body pulls me to the edge," I growl through gritted teeth. The muscle on my jaw jumps as I try to concentrate.
I can’t completely let go of my anger at her father. I use it to fuel my body, making my pace relentless. I go back to working her clit repeatedly. Her body almost recoils because she came so hard the flesh is even more tender. I don’t let her get away. I want the feel of her coming once more, before I am forced to withdraw. Her walls pull on my cock dragging me in deeper and deeper. It grips me in a stranglehold, threatening to hold me until I fill her.
I push away the thought, even though every fiber of my being wants me to claim her, right here, right now, filling her until I know my child will take root inside her.
“It's not safe,” she moans, proving the worry is still in her mind.
“I gave you my word. Now, quit fighting it and give in to what we both want. Come for me, Lina.”
That does it.
