I fuck her in hard and deep strokes. Her soft body is completely under my control, and I can’t help but revel in the way she surrenders it to me when control is so important to her. My lips wrap around hers before I slide my tongue into her mouth to taste the pleasure I’m bringing her. My thrusts don’t slow, but I can feel my orgasm building in my cock. Chiara keeps clenching her walls around me, and there is no way I can fight it off when she feels like my own personal paradise.
“Fuck,” I groan as my orgasm blindsides me.
I wrap my arms around her centre and go faster and harder as I ride out my orgasm, pushing her over the edge with me. My cock pulses as I release into the condom, shaking on top of her. She hums underneath me, and I collapse onto her, sweat on my forehead and some on her chest.
“You’re annoyingly good at sex,” Chiara says once we’ve both recovered from the high, and I let out a small snort.
“And you’re beautiful,” I reply, pushing myself up on the bed and kissing her again since that’s all I seem to want to do.
I should have known having sex with Chiara would be my downfall, and in a way I did, but I never expected to feel so… whole. I feel fucking whole, and there is nothing in this world that could stop me from keeping whatever it is Chiara and I have. She’s mine now, and I will do everything in my power so she wants to keep being mine.
“More,” she says after a while of us cuddling, and I place a kiss on the top of her breast, smiling.
“You really are insatiable, little demon,” I say and work my way up and all the way to her lips again.
More.
I’ll always want more of her.
CHAPTERTHIRTY-SIX
chiara
My show is starting in ten minutes. Mamma, Nonna, Dino, and Leonard are all here to watch my exhibit. After months of working on it, and the last two days adjusting everything to fit this room, I’m finally presenting my show. A few more guests are also here, but Dino said he didn’t want to put too much pressure on me the first time. I’m also sure he doesn’t want to risk the reputation of his gallery in case my show absolutely sucks, which is understandable. This is the first time I’ve created something to be displayed like this in front of people, and it has my stomach in knots. I’m nauseous.
“If your show is even half as beautiful as you, it’ll be a success,” Nonna says in Italian, and I let out a small laugh at her words.
“Ti voglio bene, Nonnina,” I say, and she takes my hand, squeezing it once.
“I’m so proud of you,” Mamma chimes in, and I feel my heart settle into a slower rhythm. It’s close to beating normally when Leonard’s hand appears on my left hip. His chest presses against my back, and I lean into him for support. He kisses the side of my head, earning him a warm smile from Mamma.
“How are you both doing with what happened yesterday?” I ask to distract myself a little further. Leonard’s warmth is working wonders for my nervousness, but I’m still a bit on edge.
“Fine, honey, stop worrying about that now. Tim is out of our lives for good,” she says, and I nod along to her words, hoping more than anything she is right, and we will never see him again. He’s caused more than enough trouble, and Mamma deserves to be happy with someone who hasn’t been trying to fuck her daughter.God, I’m going to be sick.
“Your leg is shaking,” Leonard whispers into my ear when Mamma takes Nonna’s hand and walks around the room to speak to Dino. I stare down at my left leg, even though I feel it shake every time I place too much weight on it.
“I’m a bit sore,” I admit with a small smile, making him squeeze my hips.
“Was I too rough last night?” he asks and nudges my cheek with his nose, his arms wrapping around me in a tight, gentle embrace.
“No, it was perfect.”
Every night with him has been perfect for the past three days. We’ve been having sex, eating, sleeping, and having more sex. In every sort of position. Yesterday, he made me stand for twenty minutes, bend over at the waist, slamming inside of me from behind. So, yes, I’m most definitely sore, but in the best way possible.
“Tonight we’ll take a break, okay?” I spin around in his arms, and his hands immediately lift to cup my cheeks.
“I don’t want to take a break. You’ll just have to do all the work, and I will lie there, happily watching you pleasure me,” I say with a teasing grin, and Leonard lets his head fall back, a little chuckle shaking his upper body.
“I will do whatever you want me to, sweetheart,” he replies, lips brushing over mine and hands finding the top of my ass. He rests them there, even though I give him a warning glare. Leonard merely smirks at me.
“You should be careful, Mr. Tick. Sooner or later, I’m going to believe you can’t live without me anymore,” I joke, but his face turns serious in response.
“I can’t,” is all he says before pressing a kiss to my lips and turning me around to see Dino approaching.
“Everything is ready. You can start the show if you’d like,” the Italian man assures me.
“Alright,” I reply and move over to where the light switch is.
