Page 19 of Romeo

I can see her fighting off the urge to cover herself, but I’m so damn proud when she doesn’t. She lets me see all of her. I can’t get enough of her large, perky breasts, wide hips, and the soft curve of her belly.

I let my fingertips wander over the soft, creamy skin of her shoulders and down the sides of her breasts. Then I take one in each hand, squeezing them gently. Thalia moans softly for me and then gasps as I tease her already hard nipples.

"Perfect. You were made for me, my beautiful angel," I whisper before capturing her lips in a wild kiss.

I walk her back to the bed, kissing her the whole way. When her calves hit the edge of the mattress, I give her a slight push, making her laugh quietly as her back hits the soft sheets.

Thalia crawls up the bed and sits up on her elbows, watching me with an excited heat in her eyes. “I wanna see you too.”

I growl and begin ripping at my clothes, needing her skin on my skin as quickly as possible. “Touch yourself, baby. Make that sweet pussy come.”

Her cheeks turn pink and then red, but her hand slides between her legs. I love that she trusts me, even though she’s a little nervous and out of her element. I want to push her boundaries but ensure she feels safe the whole time.

I watch, mesmerized, as Thalia circles her fingers around her clit and stares right at me. Fuck, she’s so goddamn sexy. My curvy little vixen spread out for me. I peel my shirt off, and I canseeher pussy throb as a wave of her juices trickles out of her.

“Oh my god, Romeo…” she breathes. “You’re…” She bites her lip and turns bright red again, the blush spreading to her chest.

“What am I?” I ask as I undo my pants and let them drop to the floor.

“You’re perfect. I can’t believe you want me.”

It pains me that she doesn’t see her beauty. I plan to fix that, starting right the fuck now. I shed my boxer briefs and grin when her eyes nearly pop out of her head.

Gripping my cock, I squeeze the fucker in long, hard strokes to relieve some of this pressure building up inside. “See how much I want you, angel? You did this to me. Swear to Christ, I’ve been hard for you since you first stepped foot in my home.”

“Show me,” she whispers, still rubbing her clit. “Show me how much you want me.”

“Anything for you, my queen,” I grit before climbing on top of her. I replace her hand with mine, rubbing her and groaning when I feel her warm honey drip all over my hand.

Thalia reaches down and strokes my dick, spreading the steady stream of precum up and down my shaft. “I need you, Romeo. Please, please…”

I remove her hand and rock my thick, hard cock up and down her slit, gathering her juices and bumping her clit. I position myself right at her entrance and hover there, feeling her pulsing little hole massage the head of my dick.

“Ready for me, my beautiful Thalia?”

She looks me right in the eye with equal parts trust and trepidation. I kiss her softly, hoping to ease some of her worry.

“I’m ready, Romeo. I want to feel all of you. Please make love to me.”

Her words course through my veins and settle deep into my heart. A month ago, I would have scoffed at the idea of making love. It’s an archaic and troublesome term, mostly because I don’t know how to love. Or, rather, I didn’t think I was capable of it.

But looking at Thalia now, her luscious body spread out beneath me, her pink lips pulling into a gentle smile, and her green eyes filled with longing… I know I’m fucked. She’s it. She’smine. And now it’s time to claim her.

I ease my way into her tight little channel and swallow her whimpers in an all-consuming kiss. “Relax, beautiful. Let me take care of you,” I whisper onto her lips. I circle her clit with my thumb as I gently stretch her open in shallow thrusts.

When she’s nice and relaxed for me, I pull back all the way and fill her up to the hilt, groaning when I break through her virginity.

“Thalia,” I say through gritted teeth, trying not to move. “Why didn’t you tell me I was your first?”

“I didn’t want you to stop,” she whispers bravely through the lone tear falling down her cheek. I kiss it away, hoping to ease her discomfort. “I still don’t. I want this. I want you, Romeo.”

“Thalia, my sweet girl…” Her confession floods every cell of my body. She wants me. “Mine. All fucking mine,” I growl, my eyes never leaving hers.

“Yours,” she whimpers.

I hate that she’s in pain, but I can’t help the caveman that comes out in me. I want to beat my chest and roar to the universe that I’ve found my mate for life. Instead, I stay completely still, buried deep inside her perfect cunt, letting her get used to me.

Thalia wiggles beneath me, the movement lodging my cock deeper inside her and making us both groan.

---