Page 80 of Broken Pieces
I’m a successful man, with many businesses, money, you name it. I can have any materialistic thing I want. But she’s all I fucking want. All of her.
Curling my fingers, I seek her sensitive spot, and she tenses for a moment before surrendering herself to the pleasure, her hips moving in rhythm with my touch.
“Right there. Please don't stop,” she begs, her eyes rolling back, her legs shaking slightly.
She looks like a goddess, and I’m more than willing to worship her. I'd do anything for her. My movements remain steady as her pussy grips my fingers. The room is filled with the sound of her moans and her wetness, and there’s just something so euphoric about it, it’s making me painfully hard.
“Be a good girl and keep riding my fingers, don’t you dare stop,” I suck her clit one last time, placing enough pressure that makes her moan and squirm beneath me. I lock her legs in place, not letting her move as I keep sucking eagerly as she’s coming. Drinking every ounce of her, her taste is a heady cocktail I never want to stop sipping. She’s still riding her wave, moaning and softly riding my face.
Once she comes down from her post-orgasm haze, my gaze locks with hers as I bring the fingers that were inside of her to my mouth and lick them clean, not wanting to waste that sweet nectar of hers.
I let out a groan as I savor her. “Deliziosa.”Delicious.
I get up, kissing her softly, my eyes finding hers once again, silently seeking permission.
“What are you standing there for?” she purrs, licking her lips. “Fuck me.”
Those words instantly switch something primal in me. I swiftly grab her and place her legs around my waist and I walk us to her bedroom. Placing her on the bed, I pepperher neck with kisses as my hands caress her thighs, her calves. I just can’t seem to stop touching her.
Her lips find mine and she kisses me with such fervor, I get lost in the taste of her. The smell of her. We don’t break apart, not even for one second. It’s like we're each other’s lifeline, and we’re afraid we’ll run out of breath if we stop kissing each other.
Her hands roam my chest and abdomen until she arrives at my waist, eagerly unzipping my jeans. Before throwing my jeans on the floor, I take out my wallet and retrieve a condom, rolling it on quickly. My body thrums with excitement; expectation. I’m more than fucking ready to be inside of her, to see her unravel beneath me.
She lays on her back, her eyes gleaming as she admires every inch of my naked form.
“Enjoying the view?” I ask with a smirk.
“Mhm,” she nods, “and wondering how I'm going to fit you inside of me.”
Climbing on top of her, I make sure not to put any of my weight on her. Grabbing a fist of her hair, I expose her neck and lick it intently. She tastes like sweet poison, and I’m more than happy to drink from her. Her body shivers with goosebumps as my warm tongue travels from her neck to the nip of her ear.
“Don’t worry about that,Tesoro. Enjoy the moment,” I whisper in her ear, nipping it softly.
Getting on my knees, I open her legs wide. Slowly, I start to slide inside of her, my gaze lowers to that spot between us, satisfaction flooding through my veins as I watch—no,admire—how my cock slides inside of her. Her pussy grips me tight, and I stifle a groan by biting the inside of my cheek. I’m trying so hard to be a gentleman right now, giving her the chance to adjust to my size, but the feel of her warm tight pussy is dizzying, and I don’t know how much longer I can hold on to my sanity.
She gasps and closes her eyes as I slide one more inch inside of her, giving her time to adjust.
I place my hand on the back of her neck and squeeze it gently. “Aria, look at me. Look at me as I slide my cock inside of you. Watch how fucking wild you drive me,Tesoro. I want you to see how good we look together.”
She obeys without protest, and locks her gaze on mine as she wraps her arms around my shoulders, bringing our bodies closer and causing me to slide inside of her more than I was planning to.
“I can’t hold on any longer. I need to feel all of you, Damian.Now,” she begs.
The little sanity I had left that was hanging by a thread justsnapsand I fill her to the hilt. The way her pussy grips my cock is an exhilarating sensation, a perfect tight fit. I pick up the pace, as her nails dig into my back, causing a delicious form of pain.
“You’re such a good girl, taking my cock so well,” I whisper in her ear, giving it a soft bite.
Oh, the things I could do to this woman. The things I could say. I’d give the world to her, no questions asked. Our bodies move together in a symphony of need and desire. She wraps her legs around me, drawing us even closer as our moans and the rhythmic sounds of our bodies fill the room. It’s an out-of-body experience. I’m in a trance, enveloped in the way she looks, the way she feels, and the way she smells. I worship her body with my mouth, with my cock. Make her fucking mine with every thrust. My balls tighten as we keep moving at a faster pace. Our movements become sloppy and needy, demanding release.
I lift both of her legs and place them on top of my shoulders, the position allowing me to dive even deeper. So deep I thought it was impossible to feel her even more, but I do. As I hit the sensitive spot, her pussy tightens around my cock, and I eagerly keep thrusting, wanting nothing more than to bring her another moment of sweet release.
Grabbing her face as she moans my name, I force her to look into my eyes. “Be a good fucking girl and come for me,now, Aria. Do it.” My voice hits a deep octave with a low growl. I can’t hold on any longer, and she needs to let go before I do.
She bites her lip, trying to stifle a moan as her pussy starts milking my cock, her orgasm unraveling as I thrust once more. She’s riding the wave of her release, and mybody shivers, my head spinning as I’m coming with her. The sensation is overwhelming, and so, so good. As our high subsides, I gently slip out of her and kiss her forehead before laying her on my chest. I take off the condom and throw it in the small trash can next to the bed.
We both lay there, trying to calm our breathing. Looking at the ceiling, my mind races with so many thoughts and emotions I’ve never experienced in my life. With her, I’ve found something I didn’t know I was missing. When I said I was all in, I meant it, with my whole fucking heart. The feeling is both exhilarating and terrifying, though. I’m not a hopeful man, much less a dreamer, but there’s something I know for certain: I’m prepared to do whatever it takes to keep her by my side,forever.
The sun rays come through my window early in the morning, waking me up. I sit up, stretching my arms with a big yawn.
