I entered the bedroom where Zara was, and her eyes lit up as soon as she saw me. She coughed up a sob, before running up to me, throwing her arms around me.
Soaking my shirt with her tears.
I fucking hated seeing her cry.
Knowing that I was the cause of her tears.
Knowing how worried she'd been about me.
But I just wished that she wouldn't worry.
She didn't realize that I'd go to the fucking moon and back for her.
I would shoot down any motherfucker who ever hurt her…
Any motherfucker that ever made her feel uncomfortable.
"Shhh… It's okay, baby girl. I'm okay."
I pressed my lips to her forehead.
"You're bleeding," she whispered. "And it's all my fault."
I let out a low chuckle. "I'm absolutely fine, babe."
I tilted her chin upwards, forcing her to look me in the eyes. Not wanting to waste any time talking. Just wanting to finally claim her for myself…
Savor her.
Taste her.
Have my fucking way with her while she screamed my name countlessly, repeatedly…
Begging me not to stop.
My eyes darkened with desire as I drunk in her beautiful face, her gorgeous sinful fucking body. She was wearing a burgundy silk nightrobe, and I couldn't stop the thoughts that were flooding through my mind right now, as I let out a groan of appreciation, as I drunk in the view.
And from the way that I was looking at her…
I knew that she was thinking the same thing, too.
"Now how about you come here and show me just how much you missed me?" I groaned, and without warning, I crashed my mouth down against hers, kissing her with such an urgency that it was hard to breathe.
It was hot.
Rough.
Passionate.
Fast.
Needy…
As I savored her sweet mouth, my tongue playing with hers like my life depended on it.
Needing her to know what she did to me.
Needing her to know how fucking crazy she drove me.
She let out a whimper against my mouth, pushing me to the brink of insanity, waking up the animalistic side of me, knowing that I wouldn't be able to hold myself back anymore.
The room echoing with her sweet fucking moans.
My hands travelled down the arch of her back, pulling her even closer, not able to get her close enough.
Needing more.
I felt the oxygen knock out of my lungs as I grabbed her ass, picking her up, and she wrapped her thighs tightly around me. I carried her over to the bed, and threw her backwards against it, before lowering my body onto hers.
I stopped kissing her for a split-second, withdrawing my mouth from hers, wanting to take in the perfect fucking view. Wanting to permanently etch this scene into my memory. Thinking back to this night every day…
The night I made her mine.
The night I marked my fucking territory.
The night I ruined her for any other man.
The night I claimed her soul with mine.
"Are you sure this is what you want, baby?" I whispered, brushing against her swollen lips with my thumb, feeling the corners of my lips curl upwards into a smirk, knowing that they were swollen from my fucking doing.
I would make sure that she never forgot this night.
Once I was done with her…
She'd have trouble remembering her own fucking name.
"Yes, Luca, fuck…" she moaned. "Just don't stop. Please."
Her begs and whimpers were my own fucking undoing. I crashed my mouth down on hers again, dominating her with a hot kiss, as my hands travelled up and down her body, leaving no curve untouched, setting her skin on fire with my every movement.
I pulled my shirt over my head, knowing that the bleeding had stopped now. I furiously unbuckled the belt of my jeans, not able to get my clothes off fast enough. She placed her hands against my chest, leaving soft, wet kisses wherever she touched, driving me over the fucking edge. Pushing me to the brink of fucking insanity.
"You drive me fucking crazy, you know that, baby?" I growled, in a voice that I didn't recognize.
She let out a low giggle. "I know…"
I reached my hands towards her silk robe, needing to take it off of her.
But she stopped me.
"Jesus, Zara, are you trying to fucking kill me?" I growled, hardly able to wait.
Her eyes never left mine once, as she slowly, painfully fucking slowly, removed her robe from herself, like a form of torture. I could feel my hand move to my crotch, which was growing increasingly hard just by looking at her, drinking in her beautiful fucking frame, the delicious fucking view.
I moved my hands up and down my cock, readying myself for her, feeling it throb against my hand, and I let out a growl, as I watched the silk robe fall off of her completely.
She was so fucking sexy…
So fucking sexy.
She was a work-of-art.
Wearing a lacy black lingerie set to purposefully fucking torture me. I wanted to tear off the set with my teeth, my eyes burning as I continued to stare at her.
Hardly able to believe my luck.
I was such a lucky man…
Such a fucking lucky man.
Her skin was so smooth and fucking silky. She had a slim waist, the biggest tits, a huge, round ass, a toned stomach, the juiciest, thick thighs that would look good wrapped around my head, as I buried myself between them, eating her pussy like I was a starved fucking man.
"Jesus, Zara…" I groaned.
"Shut up and kiss me," she moaned.
She was pushing me over the edge with just the words that came out of her damn mouth. The way she begged me to take her, knowing she'd never been touched by another man, but I woke up the freaky side of her no other person had ever been able to unlock.
I would be her first and last…
She would be my forever and fucking always.
I slammed my mouth back down on hers, not being able to kiss her hard enough. My lips travelled down from her mouth to her neck, as she tangled her fingers in my hair, and I licked, sucked and nibbled on her sensitive spot.
I allowed one of my hands to move down the arch of her back, as I flipped her around, allowing her to get on top of me.
Unclipping her bra, allowing her breasts to fall freely in my face. I grabbed hold of them, squeezing them as she panted profusely, burying my head between them. I twisted and pinched her nipples as I continued to kiss her beautiful fucking cleavage.
"Luca, please…" she moaned, pushing me over the fucking edge.
I took one of her beautiful tits into my mouth, while still kneading the other. She moaned uncontrollably, straddling my hips, moving her body up and down against my crotch in a repetitive, rhythmic fucking motion, allowing me to feel how wet she was for me. Teasing me with her entrance, causing me to suck even harder, every taste, nibble and lick leaving me desperate for more.
More.
More.
More.
I continued to lap my tongue at her nipple, before moving one of my hands down the sides of her hips at an agonizingly slow pace, before making my way to her sweet fucking pussy.
Her pussy that was made for me.
I tore her thong off, before allowing my fingers to rub up and down her clit, circling her fucking wetness, feeling her need for me.
Feeling how much she fucking wanted me.
Knowing that she wanted me just as much as I wanted her.
"Fuck, baby…" I growled. "You're so wet. So fucking wet."
She let out a whimper as I continued to move my fingers up and down at a torturous pace, before I slid one finger, two fingers, three fingers inside of her, feeling her come apart against me.
"Oh God, Luca…" she screamed. "I can't take it. Fuck…"
"You can, baby. You can," I moaned, crashing my mouth on hers as I continued to finger-fuck her, watching her eyes roll back in pleasure.
I withdrew my fingers from her, and flipped her around, smacking her ass, hard, causing her ass to sting, leaving a red handprint all over it.
I smacked it again, one time, two times, three times…
Not being able to get enough.
Her ass was so soft, round and bouncy, it was pushing me over the fucking brink.
My fingers moved back down to her clit, getting her even wetter, before I spread her legs and began eating her pussy from the back. I ate it like I was a starved fucking man, tasting the sweetest fucking sin, like this was what I'd been waiting for my whole fucking life.
"Luca…" she moaned.
I buried my tongue deeper and deeper, hardly able to get enough. She tasted so fucking sweet, just like I fucking anticipated. I continued lapping at the folds of her beautiful fucking pussy, and then felt her come apart all over my face.
I flipped her around again, crashing my mouth down on hers, needing her to taste herself off of me. Needing her to know how fucking sweet she was. She panted breathlessly, sliding her tongue into my mouth as she licked every last drop, and I swear to God, it was the most erotic thing I'd ever fucking experienced in my life.
The way that she stared at me with those big fuck-me eyes, I could hardly wait any longer. I needed to bury my cock inside of her mouth, feeling it throb against her as she licked it up and down like her life fucking depended on it. And from the way she was looking at me, I knew that she was thinking the same thing.
We continued to kiss, as she continued to grind against me, before she slowly moved one of her hands down to my throbbing cock, rubbing my shaft up and down with her hands, causing me to moan against her mouth.
"Fuck, Zara…" I moaned.
"Shhh…" she murmured.
She moved her lips from my mouth down to my neck, down to my chest, tracing the fine ink of my tattoos, kissing my abs, every muscle line, before she made her way down to my cock.
And without warning, she took all of me into her mouth. I tangled my fingers into her hair as I growled, supporting her with every thrust. She sucked my cock up and down, taking in every inch, while moving her hands up and down it at the same time. Spitting all over it, going faster and faster with every passing second, licking and sucking the tip, as if she knew it was my fucking weakness.
"Fuck, Zara…" I moaned. "Don't stop. Fuck."
I fisted her hair harder, as she continued to suck faster and harder, before I came apart into my mouth, hardly able to control or hold myself back anymore.
I couldn't hold myself back when it came to her.
She took in every last drop, swallowing my kids, before she brought her mouth back up to mine, letting me taste myself off of her this time. I growled against her mouth, hardly able to wait anymore.
I needed to be inside of her now.
I slowly entered into her, knowing that I needed to be gentle. Knowing that it was her first time, so it was going to be a little painful. Her sweet moans filled the room, her eyes watering, as I slowly allowed myself to bury myself deeper and deeper inside of her, allowing the pleasure to overtake the pain, allowing her to get used to my size and get lost in me.
Enjoying herself.
Enjoying me.
***
I fucked her all night long that night. Her moans and whimpers were my own fucking undoing.
After hours and hours of going one round after the other, she was finally tired, and fell asleep in my lap, snoring quietly and peacefully against my chest.
But it wasn't enough.
It was never enough.
I wanted to eat her pussy every second of every fucking day.
Wanting to make up for all of the lost time…
All of the years I'd spent without this incredible woman in my life.
I don't know how I ever lived without her before.
I didn't know why God didn't make our paths cross with each other sooner.
Because I knew that after this night…
I would never be the same again.
I'd be damned if I ever lived another minute of my life without Zara Amelle by my side.