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When she opened her mouth, expecting my kiss, I forced her down on her knees. “Suck me until I fucking tell you to stop. You better not make me come until I’m ready.”

Storm immediately yanked my pants down, unconcerned about busting the zipper open to release my hard dick. She wrapped her hand around the base of my shaft and cupped my balls as her mouth consumed my erection like it was her last meal. I tangled my hands in her hair, guiding her stroking. Her hand tugged and squeezed me incessantly while her wet mouth mimicked the feel of her juicy pussy. I groaned as her mouth quickly cajoled me into an ecstatic frenzy before I was ready.

Angry, I jerked her head away from me. “Trying to make me come before I say so.” She looked up at me. Her hazel eyes sparked with lust and need for me. I cupped her chin. “You disobeyed me. You know what happens when you disobey me?”

She nodded.

“Stand up and assume the position.”

Her breath hitched as she pressed her chest into the back of the sofa and lifted her ass in the air. I ripped the lace panties off her body, spread her legs roughly, and bit her ass, breaking skin before I brought my palm down hard on her cheeks. I struck her again and again as she writhed in pleasurable pain. When her brown ass had been reddened by my licks, I asked, “Have you had enough?”

She groaned.

I fisted her hair, and she reached for my hand. I only tightened my grip. “Is that a yes or no?”

“No. I ...need... more.” Storm panted.

Power surged through me at her submission and compliance, and instead of further punishing her ass, I pushed two fingers inside her, probing and stretching her out, preparing her body for my cock that needed to pound viciously. She continued to hang over the back of the sofa as I fingered her, adding a third finger because she was still too tight. “Relax, baby. Relax. If you want this dick, you have to relax.”

I continued feeling her slick walls while I leaned over her to kiss her neck and her back. When she began to arch her back, I replaced my fingers with my thick, long, pulsing manhood. I gripped her hips and fucked her hard. “Is this what you asked for?”

Storm’s body went limp as she relinquished all control. I lifted one of her legs to the top of the sofa and hit her clit at an angle that caused her to scream. Now that I found her spot, I continued to hit and thrust as she yelled and cursed. I gripped her hips and rammed inside of her using all my strength. The constant actions and friction would leave temporary marks on her body. Neither of us cared, needing this raw, aggressive, animalistic fucking to unleash.

When she began to buck, I wrapped my hands around her neck, still fucking her from the back. I squeezed gently. Her gasps for breath quickened my own orgasm. I wanted her to feel every inch of me, and I pulled out and slammed her before I went into my come rhythm. She panted faster, struggling to breathe, and I fucked faster. I added pressure to her neck at the moment she reached her pinnacle, and her body spasmed before she lay limp over the sofa as I climaxed soon after.

EMOTIONALLY AND PHYSICALLY spent, we were sprawled on the sofa. She rested on top of me. I kissed the top of her head. “Are you sore? I have some oil I can place on your body.”

“Do you want to do what you just did to me every time we fuck, and you’ve just been suppressing what you really want?” She asked quietly. “You’ve never been that way with me.”

“I warned you. You didn’t want to take heed.” I replied.

“I hate when you’re like this.”

“Like what?”

“Unapologetic. Like, hey, this is who I am, take it or fucking leave.”

“Because it is who I am.”

She lifted her head and rested her chin on my chest. “You weren’t this way when I met you. Yeah, I knew you were mafia and possibly had killed before, but you had a sweetness and a heart that told me you would do anything for me. That your life was a part of your family but not you.”

“You wanted to see what you wanted to see. DeLuca is in my DNA. We are savages for our family and for the women we love. I would do anything for you back then and now. If you could really see me for who I am, then you understand why I’m not apologetic for Cain or for any damn thing I do. Any decision I make, I stand by it. An apology means that I second-guessed my decision, and in this life, I can’t second-guess a motherfucking thing.”

“You can preach that bullshit philosophy to the world and to your men if it makes your dick hard.” She grabbed my chin hard. “I am your wife. I am your woman, and when you fuck up with me, you better damn well apologize.”

I chuckled. “You want me to apologize for spanking your ass and pounding on that pussy when you fucking asked for it? You said no safe words. You have regrets now?”

“No. I can’t deny that I enjoyed it, even through the pain. Do you want that every time we fuck?” She asked me again.

“No. Not every time. There’s a rage in me that everyone has. My blood...my name, has allowed me the freedom to express that fire that most people can’t. Your brothers...hell, even you understand it. You felt that power that violence gives you, which is why you didn’t care how far I went.” I looked at her. “Most days when I see you, I just want to hold you and never let go. I want to make love and leave your body humming in anticipation of the next time.” I caressed her cheek.

She leaned into my palm, and her eyes dipped demurely. “Did you fuck someone else before you came home?”

Livid that she still didn’t believe the depth of my love, I pushed her off me roughly and shifted my legs over the sofa. “You believe I fucked another woman because I didn’t jump your bones as soon as I walked in? My dick doesn’t even get hard for another woman since you’ve been back in my life. Is it possible, just for a fucking moment, that whatever I do or not do isn’t about you? I didn’t get mad that you still haven’t asked what made my day shitty. I didn’t want to tell you even if you asked because I like seeing you smile. Loved that in the last month of darkness, you could see the light.”

She stood over me. “Wait...don’t make me look like a selfish bitch. I know everything isn’t about me, especially now when I’ve lost my whole damn family.”

I hit my chest. “Every time you say you lost your whole family, it grates on my fucking nerves.”

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