He makes me feel so beautiful I feel almost guilty. I never looked at myself this way, but the way he talks to me sends my self-confidence sky high. I reach down and take his face in my hands, bringing it to up to mine. I’m drowning in a sea of kisses, being sucked under by his immense pull. I never felt so good.
His mouth comes off mine and he leans back on his shins. He takes his cock in one hand and stares down at my opening.
“You’re still dripping wet.”
“I can’t stop,” I say.
“Good, because I want your juices to cover my cock. I want my cock to smell like you. For your pussy to own it, as I’ll own you when I cum deep inside you. And as soon as I do, we’ll have sex again and I’ll pull out and cum all over you and you’ll smell like me. I’ll own you from the inside out and everywhere in between.”
He rubs the tip of his cock along my crease, driving my nerve endings wild. I grab the sheets and slide down towards him, hoping his cock will drive deep inside me.
“Not just yet,” he says, leaning back and preventing me from having what I want so badly.
“Not until you can’t take anymore.”
“I can’t take anymore,” I say. “Fuck me, Christian.”
He’s still guiding his cock up and down my crease, coming oh so close to entering me, but just not quite. It’s driving me mad and making me wetter and wetter.
“Are you ready?”
“I’m ready.”
“Ready to be mine now and forever.”
“Yes,” I say.
“I want you, and I want to cum deep inside you.”
“I want you to.”
“You want me to…or you need me to?”
“I need you to.”
“And I need to too,” he says as I feel his tip enter me as I lose my breath. At first it’s too big, but I’m so wet and he’s barely in that I start to accommodate his girth. He’s rocking slowly to open me up and it’s working. Every few movements I feel a little more of him, then a little more, and a little more until he’s buried deep within me.
I’d seen his cock before but feeling it inside me is a totally different sensation. It hurts so good, and all I can think about is how much I want this to continue.
My thoughts are quickly interrupted as my mind comes racing back from its blissful state and into the moment as I feel my body tighten again and the hurricane unleashes between my thighs. I lean forward and grab him him by the hips pulling him deeper and deeper into me.
I can feel my fluids everywhere as I look up at his face as see the pleasure he’s getting in getting me off.
My pussy clamps on his cock, but he’s too strong…too powerful. He’s taken everything my cunt has and I fall back onto my back, which he takes as a sign to increase his speed.
The friction and animalistic behavior is a whole new sensation. “Fuck me harder!”
“You’re gonna get fucked all right,” he says as he grabs me by the hips and pulls my ass off the bed. He’s drilling me hard, and I feel weightless. He’s a savage beast who’s taken me and I’m getting the all the benefit of the fantasy.
He’s hammering and hammering and I feel his balls bouncing off the underside of me as he slams into my pubic bone. He’s hitting me just right and I feel myself ready to unleash again.
“I’m going to cum!”
“Cum now!” he shouts, and I obey just as I feel a volcano explode inside me.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!” he yells as his fingers dig into my skin as he holds me locked in place. I can feel his dick pulsating inside me and unleashing load after load deep into me.
I’m sweating. I’m shaking. And I’m loving every second.
He breathes out deep and collapses on top of me, still buried inside me.
He lays on top of me for a solid two minutes before rolling to the side of me, a popping sound as his dick pulls out of me, my pussy left with a tremendous void.
“That was definitely worth waiting twenty-one years for,” I say, and hear him laughing next to me.
“But I definitely can’t wait any longer to do that again,” I say rolling on top of him.
He’s still hard when I straddle him.
“Good,” he says. “Neither can I.”
He grabs my hips as I ride him. I think I’m in control, but I’m not fooling anyone.
I’m so light and powerless when I’m in his hands. And that’s just how I want it.
I finally have a man I can trust, respect, and give myself to. And the way I feel now reaffirms that the wait was more than worth it. Worth it because of him.
EPILOGUE
Avery
Five months later
B ack to the scene of the crime,” I say.
“If loving you is a crime, then lock me up and throw away the key,” he says.
I’m half way through my pregnancy and we’re closing in on our first half year with the resort and spa in Palm Springs. It’s been a tremendous success, so much so that it’s time to expand.
We took meetings with a few franchising firms, but didn’t feel it was in line with what we wanted to accomplish. After a few sleepless nights we reminded ourselves that the value of our brand was the people, and that the only way we could expand was if we did it ourselves. That’s what we were in Bali to do.
I had set up a meeting with Putu, and she had gladly accepted. Foreigners can’t have what’s called a freehold title, or hak milik as it’s known in Bali, but locals of course can. That’s where Putu came in. We already loved her to death, and had both known her for quite some time now so it made sense to put the Indonesia branch of Pink Palms in her name. And why not? She had already agreed that she would be more than happy to run this business with us, and be our CEO for the Bali arm of our operation.
It was amazing how small, and beautiful, the world was. The same woman who had led me to my father, would now lead my business. I couldn’t have written such a fairy tale ending if I had tried.
And the best part of the fairy tale was that I was living it…with him. Christian Carpenter. The man who had pushed me at the beginning so hard that I had pushed back, and even pushed him away. But he wouldn’t give up on the thought of us, pushing me even more. And the next thing I knew I had everything I have today. And of course it would mean nothing if I didn’t have him.
And just as he had given me my first amazing business idea, and my first sexual experience that was as equally full of love…now he was giving me a family. He gave me everything, including his heart.
“It’s good to be back,” he says, as he reaches down and kisses me on the head.
“You just feel the stress melt away, don’t you,” I say.
“I never feel stress when you’re by my side.”
“And me with you,” I say.
“And that’s the one thing I can’t stress enough. That’s where you will forever and always be…by my side. Because I love you.”
“Just as much as I love you.”
The End
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SNEAK PEEK: ITALIAN STALLION
“When in Rome, do a Roman.”
I’m Roman D’Angelo, but I’m no angel.
One helluva f*** and one night of heaven are all any woman will ever get from me. And I don’t f*** virgins.
So how was I supposed to know?
Know that she just wanted to pop her cherry before heading home to finish college? Know that I was her dad’s best friend? And know that she was the most incredible young woman in the world, and that she was going to have me as off balance as the Leaning Tower of Pisa?
She may have come to see the Mona Lisa, but making Lisa moan makes me c**. Mamma mia!
She te
lls me it’s time to go, but I won’t stop until she’s walking down the aisle of the cathedral, making her mine forever.
*Italian Stallion is an insta-everything standalone romance with an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.
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