Smirking silently to myself, I decide to work him up even more. I move a little faster, pausing now and then to take him in my hand and kiss his hips, his godly abs, and his rock-hard thighs. Aurelio has to clap both hands over his mouth at this point. He’s trembling under my touch, clearly struggling not to move with me.
“Don’t you dare move,” I tease.
“You’re killing me, Alessia!” he growls.
I go even faster, and a few seconds later, Aurelio taps my shoulder, letting me know to back off. He comes undone just as I lean down to kiss him once again, stifling his rather loud moans. When he’s done, I sit back and wink at him.
“Careful, now, we don’t need to wake Daelia up with our fun.”
“Don’t tease me like that unless you’re willing to pay for it,” Aurelio growls.
For a moment, I consider pinning him down again, but then I think better of it. I present my wrists to him with a devilish grin.
“I’ll take my punishment now,” I say.
Aurelio stares at me in shock for a moment. “Are you sure? I’m not going to be able to stop myself once we start.”
“Who gave you permission to stop? I certainly didn’t.”
Aurelio looks as if he’ll come undone again just from my words. I sigh happily as he practically tackles me to the ground, pins me down by my wrists, and takes his time looking me up and down. Those butterflies flutter more than ever as he takes in the sight.
“Gods, I’m a lucky man,” he breathes.
I expect him to come up and kiss me, but before I know it, his head is between my legs, and I’m throwing my head back in pleasure. The blue sky above is blotted out by the cacophony of stars that invade my vision as pure pleasure courses through me. Aurelio’s tongue fills me up, sending fireworks cascading through my center and all throughout the rest of my body.
“You’re way too good at this, too,” I gasp.
I have to bite my tongue to keep myself from moaning. As if reading my mind, Aurelio stops, climbs on top of me, and slips his tongue back into my mouth, my moan vibrating against his lips instead.
“I knew it. You’re trying to hide them,” Aurelio says, a wicked grin creasing his face. “I’ll just have to try a little harder.”
“Oh, screw you,” I groan.
I try to think of a stinging comment to one-up him with, but just then, he teases my entrance again, and all thoughts vanish from my brain in the blink of an eye. I obstinately clamp my mouth shut as he enters me for the first time, the fireworks so intense, my vision goes blurry.
“Let’s see how long you can hold out for, shall we?” Aurelio teases.
“Again, screw you!” I grumble.
He takes my breath away as he fills me all the way up, every inch of him buried in me. He holds me close to his chest, his lips finding mine again as he moves, every thrust rocking my entire world until I have no choice but to give up hiding my reactions. The pleasure coursing through me is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. I’m overwhelmed with the pure energy surging through me.
“Aurelio,” I gasp.
“Gods, you feel good,” Aurelio says quietly.
He begins to move a little faster, sending wave after wave of pleasure through me. His kisses leave my lips and trail down the side of my neck, then find their way to my collarbones, where I’m so sensitive, I nearly scream from the soft brush of his lips against my skin. With the added sensations of him thrusting into me, I think I may lose my mind. Then, he does the unthinkable and moves to kiss my breasts, gently sucking on the surface of them. I can’t string two thoughts together anymore. I’m completely lost in the sensations of this moment.
Aurelio moves faster, his need rising in tandem with mine. I wrap my legs around his waist, digging my nails into his back. He gasps, moving even faster still. He pumps in and out of me with an urgency that only brings me exponentially more pleasure. I’m leaning up to kiss his neck, then biting into his shoulder, drawing the most heavily sound I’ve ever heard from Aurelio’s lips. He wraps his arms even tighter around me, the sensations rising to a peak.
Then, I hit my climax, and I scream Aurelio’s name into his chest, feeling him go rigid as he also releases into me. We cling onto one another, our sweat mingling together as we lay there in the lush summer grass, trying and failing to catch our breath. Eventually, Aurelio rolls off to my side, panting quietly as he looks up at the sky.
I steal a glance at him as I’m laying there, too, and my heart stops in my chest. His eyes are closed, the most genuine, fulfilled smile on his face. He looks like he’s completed his ultimate goal in life, like he’s totally at peace. The rays of sun catch his face, and for a moment, I can mistake him for an angel.
I love you.
The thought surprises me when it pops into my head. For a moment, I sit there, wondering if I really mean that, or if it’s a heat-of-the-moment sort of deal. Having sex with my husband doesn’t mean anything more than mutual attraction, and he was certainly being seductive as hell just mere moments ago. This fluttery feeling in my chest, and the adoration I feel when I look at him…that’s not love, is it? I mean, I can admire and adore someone without loving them, right?
Bitch, please.
