Virgo (The Erotic Zodiac Book 4)

by Livia Lang

  "I need you. I need to sink myself so deep into you, I never come out."

  She smiled sweetly at him and dropped her hips slowly, taking him in inch by inch. As her velvety embrace swallowed him whole, he could only gasp and stare into her sweet eyes.

  He loved her. The realization hit him hard as they connected. He had lusted after her for months; that was true. But the way it felt to be inside her wasn't just animalistic need: it was home. She was the safe space for his heart to grow to its true potential.

  Adelina began to rock her hips slowly, her eyes never straying from his. She drew out their passion, building up her pace in a crescendo that threatened to overwhelm them both completely.

  As she rode him, her breasts bounced freely, and her long hair rippled in the morning light. She was magnificent, and Vincent could only clutch tighter to her hips, trying to pull himself ever deeper into her.

  "Adelina," he gasped, feeling his cock beginning to throb in warning. He knew he was going to cross the line soon, and he wanted to make sure she was going to fall over the edge with him. "I'm so close."

  Abruptly she pulled off of him, leaving his cock quivering in the air. She shook her head, giving him a naughty look. "Not so fast. I want you to take all of my virginities."

  Vincent was desperately trying to hold back a frustrated scream, the orgasm that had been so tantalizingly close now slipping away. "What do you mean?"

  "'I've given you my kitty and my mouth. There is only one more spot that no man has been. I want you to take it."

  "You want me to take you...in your ass?" he asked, surprised by the bold request.

  In response she moved further down the bed, getting on all fours. Her back was to him, and he was given a clear review of her soaking pussy and the tight little hole just above it. Looking over her shoulder, she winked at him and wiggled her rump in his direction.

  "Please, Uncle V?" she purred out.

  He got to his knees and settled behind her. Slapping her pert ass hard, he chastised her. "You shouldn't call me Uncle V anymore."

  She gasped at the spank and wiggled her hips harder. "Why not?"

  "Because it's very naughty." He slapped her again to make his point.

  "I love being naughty, Uncle V."

  Growling, he continued to spank her, making her entire ass red with his handprints. The more he punished the naughty nymph, the more she moaned and teased him with her tight little ass. Eventually, he couldn't take it anymore and roughly grabbed her hips.

  There was no sweetness, just need. He sunk his dick, still slick from her pussy, into her little star. She mewed incoherently as he sunk inside, her final spot of innocence forced open by his thick cock. If there was a heaven on earth, he knew he had found it.

  As he pounded into her, he grabbed her long hair and used it to pull her head backward. Her body was like a bow: taunt, arched and waiting for his command to fire. The sense of power was almost overwhelming - she had trusted her body, every single dark place and crevice, to him.

  "Who owns this ass?" he said, pulling her hair tighter and making her cry out.

  "You do, Vincent," she said, her arms giving out. "Fuck it, please."

  She fell forward onto the bed, only managing to avoid face planting thanks to his hard grip on her hair. He wasn't about to let her get hurt, though. She was his, and he would keep her safe - that he knew with every inch of his heart.

  He could feel his own release building, and there was no stopping it this time. He pounded into her harder, pushing his dick as deep into her tight cannel as he could. When he was all the way inside he came undone, emptying himself completely.

  When he at last pulled out of her, his first thought was of Adelina's comfort. "Are you ok, sweetie? I'm sorry if that was too hard. I lost control there for a moment," he said tenderly, snuggling her into his arms.

  She shook her head, sighing contently. "That was so hot. I might be a little sore tomorrow from my first time, but I don't feel bad at all."

  "I'm glad you liked it, Ade." He gave her a tender kiss on the top of her head. "Should we get you in the shower and clean you up?"

  "You'll take the shower with me?"

  "Of course. I don't plan to let you out of my sight this entire week," he said firmly. And he meant it.

  Chapter 5

  The next few days were as close to paradise as possible. Vincent awoke every day with his Adelina snuggled next to him, seeking protection in his arms. After he got the sleepy girl up - usually by going down on her until she screamed his name - he would then take her to the kitchen and make pancakes for breakfast. After that, they'd either spend time by the pool, watch movies, or just take a long nap. It was a relaxing time, and Vincent found himself learning something new every day about the young woman who had captured his heart.

  The day before her parents returned, Vincent and Adelina decided to take a walk around the neighborhood. They strolled along silently, holding hands tightly and enjoying the sunshine. Vincent snuck quick looks over at her, watching how her hair almost glowed white under the bright light.

  They were three blocks from the house when a car drove slowly past them. Mrs. Pamela Lindt, who lived next door to the Schmidt household, stared out of her car windows. Her gaze swept from their clutched hands up to their happy faces. Scowling, she then hit the gas and sped away.

  "Shit, she's about to go call everybody in the neighborhood to crow about how I'm robbing the cradle," Vincent ground out.

  "I don't care," Adelina replied simply, plucking a flower off of a nearby tree. "Let them talk."

  Vincent pulled her in close, forcing her to look him in the eye. "Talk can hurt, and I get angry when I think of old ladies judging you. I should be protecting you, encouraging you to become who you want to be. Instead, you are going to be dragged through the mud."

  Adelina looked at him like he was crazy. "So? A couple of people will raise their eyebrows and huff. But that is nothing compared to how happy I am with you."

  "And what about your parents? Rick will kill me when he gets home tomorrow."

  "Daddy wants me to be happy. We'll just have to tell him that being with you is the only way I can be happy. My parents don't need to fully understand it; they just need to accept that this is what I need."

  Vincent looked down into Adelina's eyes; his heart lodged in his throat. "God, I love you," he whispered, moving his hands down to grip her butt.

  Her checks colored slightly, and she beamed back up at him. "I love you, too. So fuck anyone who gets in our way."

  "Language!" he scolded, giving her butt a squeeze. "It's bad enough I've turned you into such a dirty little slut the last few days. I don't want to get in trouble for your terrible pouty mouth as well."

  She rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at him. "Are you going to take me home and spank me?"

  "That's actually a good idea," he mused. "Although, I have a feeling you might enjoy that a little too much for it to be a punishment."

  He bent to kiss her, enjoying the warm softness of her lips and the sweetness of her tongue against his. He had always known she was the one for him, but now that they had professed their love for each other, he planned to seal the deal.

  "Adelina," he said as they broke apart, "if you are sure you will have me, then I'm the luckiest bastard in the world. And I don't ever want to lose you or for there to be another man in your heart. So I hope you understand that I plan to make you my wife. You've got school, and a lot of adventures in front of you, so we don't need to rush on making it official. But, I want you to know that whenever you are ready, I'll be making an honest woman out of you."

  Adelina squealed and jumped up and down. "I'd marry you today!"

  He chuckled and shook his head. "If I married you now, and your daddy didn't get to walk you down the aisle, then he really would kill me. But if you want to do it soon, I'm all for it. I can't wait to get my ring on your finger."

  "I think you should take me home now," she cooed, batting her
eyelashes. "Such a big announcement deserves a whole night of celebrating."

  His cock surged in his pants, and he quickly turned them around so they could walk homeward. "Oh, what do you have in mind?"

  "I have a very sexy pair of lingerie I secretly bought last year. It’s a tight black corset and a little thong, and then I'll pair it with a pair of tall red heels."

  Vincent groaned and started walking faster. "You have any idea of how wild you make me?"

  She giggled and continued to tease him. "You know, I'd like for you to take my ass again, too. We've waited for me to recover from last time, but I think it's time."

  "Fuck it, we’ve got to move faster," he growled, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder like a caveman. He then sprinted the last block to the house, unable to wait to get her inside and treat her right.

  Epilogue

  Vincent grabbed several more cans of soda and set them carefully inside the big blue cooler. Satisfied that there was no possible way anyone with that supply could go thirsty - even if marooned on the beach for a week - he slammed the lid.

  "Adelina, you almost ready? I've just got one last thing to put into the car," he called, picking up the cooler.

  "Almost! I promise I'll be out soon," came her voice from the bedroom.

  "I've heard that before," he good naturally groused, before taking the cooler out to their car.

  He was just walking back inside when he heard her footsteps coming down the hall. He waited by the door, listening to her soft footfall. As she finally turned the corner, his mouth popped open. Goddamn, he had the most gorgeous wife in the world.

  Adelina was glowing in a tiny white swimsuit, with a top that barely covered her plush, soft breasts. They had always been large, but pregnancy had made them become enormous. It was impossible for him to do anything around the house most days without becoming distracted by her huge tits.

  "Getting ready takes a lot longer when you can't see your feet anymore," she teased, putting a hand protectively on her large, swollen belly.

  Vincent opened his mouth to reply, but words wouldn't come out. He got to see Adelina every day - waking up next to her, showering with her, and snuggling on the couch at night. But that didn't diminish his lust for her, and as she stood before him looking so radiant, he was afraid he might pass out from the all the blood rushing to his cock.

  Adelina smirked at him, reading his mind easily. She had come to know him well over the last several years and picked up quickly on his moods. Especially when said mood was one of caveman lust.

  "I take it you like the swimsuit?" she asked slyly, turning around slowly in front of him so he could get a clear view of the back.

  The little white bottoms only barely covered her ass checks and reminded him fondly of that first day they had given into their attraction. When she turned around again to face him, he gave her a warm smile.

  "You look gorgeous. How did I get so lucky," he said softly, running a hand along her cheek lovingly.

  She blushed and threw her arms around his waist. "The feeling is mutual." She gave him a quick peck on the lips. "Although we better get moving. Mom and Dad will be waiting on us."

  "Everything is ready to go. Just get your sexy butt into the car," he said, giving her ass a playful slap.

  They were off to spend a nice weekend with his in-laws. The word still made him chuckle, considering he was the same age as Rick and Maddy; Rick being his father-in-law was a joke that never got boring. He was just glad Rick laughed about it too, having eventually come around to the marriage and given it his full blessing. Adelina’s parents had been able to see how happy their daughter was with Vincent and had embraced the unconventional pairing better than Vincent could have ever hoped for.

  As they settled in for the drive, Vincent thought about how lucky he was. He was married to the sweetest woman in the world and was lucky enough to have been her first and only partner. His best friends were his in-laws, and he had a beautiful baby boy on the way. Life couldn’t get much better.

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  As they tumble into a hot and naughty affair, several questions loom. Will Thomas win the gold medal he's always wanted? And can he prove that he also wants to win Amara's heart?

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  Livia was born in a dusty desert and still loves days so hot they melt your sneakers. She also loves men so hot they melt your panties.

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