Page 64 of Isle of Seduction
“Are you ready to beg, sweetheart?” I whisper against her lips.
She bucks against my hand and protests. “I’m too sensitive, Andrea, stop. Please.”
I cup her pussy. “You’re gonna take what I give you and thank me for it, do you understand?”
She nods and moans at the same time.
Fucking perfect.
I remove my hand and replace it with the head of my cock, watching where our bodies join, mesmerised.
“My test results came back negative,” I tell her.
I haven’t had sex in too fucking long. I know hers are also negative because I hacked into her social security file, but I don’t want to fight right now so I’m gently coaxing the answer I already know from her.
What leaves her lips isn’t what I expect.
“I know, I hacked into your medical record,” she says with a bashful smile, biting her lip.
That’s the hottest shit she said to me yet. She can call me crazy all day, but my little wife is starting to be as obsessed with me as I am with her. She wanted to know if I could fuck her bare. Why else would she try to find that type of test results?
I groan and press my fingers deeper into the column of her throat. I need her now.
“Beg me to fuck you, wife.”
The defiance in her eyes makes me harder, if that’s even possible. “Per favore, marito. Give me your cock and fuck me until I can’t walk.”
In one thrust, I seat myself inside her.
I can’t speak as she looks into my soul. This is more than a game of seduction I thought it would be. It’s like her eyes peel the layers of my shadows to reveal the man beneath. And when I finally move inside of her, her hands frame my face and my forehead dips down to hers as we connect beyond our physical bodies.
“Giulia.”
“I know.”
My hands caress her thighs, her arms, her neck and I kiss where my hands can’t reach, to her lips, her cheeks, her jaw as I continue to thrust in and out of her. I never want to let go.
I thought my life had ended when I lost my dad and almost lost my mother. I was a ghost going through the motions without a care in the world since everything is so fragile. But with Giulia in my arms, with the taste of her on my tongue and the feel of her body beneath mine, my world stops and restarts to spin on the correct axis after a decade adrift.
Her walls clench around me when I grip her ass and thrust harder into her pussy. I hold myself up on my forearm to circle her clit with my hand.
“Let go for me, sweetheart. I’ll catch you.”
It starts as a deep and slow build, then she’s shaking against me, my name on her lips. I fuck her through her orgasm, never closing my eyes, bearing witness to my gorgeous wife coming on my cock for the first time. Her walls flutter around me, drawing my balls tight, but it’s too soon. I want more. I need more.
The way she’s letting herself go is a thrill I’ve never experienced before. It’s precious and I watch her, pleasure overwhelming her features, until I can count the freckles on her face and kiss the thin sheet of sweat of her brow. Her eyes shine with wonder and bliss, a star in my endless nights.
I roll us over until I’m laying down and she’s seated on my dick, the position making her throw her head back as I get deeper into her tight pussy.
“Ride me, sweetheart. Give me all of you.”
I can’t stop touching her, my hands on her hips, her waist, pinching her nipples and holding her hair so her eyes never leave mine. I can’t let go of her. I’ll never let go of her.
She picks up speed, hips rolling while I take hold of both ass cheeks, my fingers caressing her most intimate place until her pussy strangles my cock. Her hoarse moans fill my ears with the best sound of my life.
I follow her over the edge, spilling into her with a guttural groan. We come together for a long time, our bodies racked by spasms and gooseflesh over sweaty skin. I can’t help but lick it off her body, greedy for more of her, for whatever she’ll give me.
She hums contentedly and looks at me through dazed eyes, and I kiss her nose with renewed devotion. My wife is all mine.