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I watch as he squeezes a dollop of the clear gel on his fingers. He warms it in his hand and spreads it over his condom-covered dick. He adds more, and I squirm in anticipation. I want him, and I don’t want to wait. Then he squirts some between my legs down my entrance—in my entrance.Basically drowns me in what I’m sure is way too fucking much. But I’m done arguing with him about him protecting me. It’s an argument I’ll never win.
He lines himself up with my entrance and pushes in. My wallsstretch around him, and I gasp. It’s uncomfortable, but I relax, and he slides in further. The lube helps, but it’s a tight squeeze. I fight the instinct to push him out and save myself before he splits me in two.
“Just relax. Hold on. I got you.” He pants, freeing his hands of lube and tit. He kisses me, licking across the seam of my tight lips and holding perfectly still. His cock is throbbing, but he doesn’t move. He waits for me to adjust, and I fall a little deeper. I take a deep breath and open my mouth. Focusing on the beautiful kiss and the love he’s feeding me with his tongue.
When I wiggle my hips, he takes that as the green light and moves. I close my eyes. I don’t want to see how far he is. How deep his cock goes. I don’t want to know. I just want to feel him.
And I do. I feel him everywhere. I feel him in my pussy, in my heart, in my soul. He’s everywhere, and I want more.
Gio picks up the pace, and I grab his ass. Digging my fingers into the hard muscles. He groans and thrusts harder. I’m getting wetter. And the pool forming on his sheets is not only lube. It’s like a floodgate opens, and I’m drowning in sensation.
I moan and writhe beneath him, lost in the pleasure. I don’t care what happens anymore. I just want him. I want to be his.
“You’re mine, Jeniah. You’re mine.” He growls against my neck, reading my mind.
“Yours,” I gasp. I’m his. I want to be his. I want to belong to him.
He pumps faster, and I’m getting closer. The pressure is building, and I’m teetering on the edge. I want to come, butI don’t want this to end. I don’t want to lose this feeling. We should return to edging because I want to ride this wave forever.
But I can’t stop it. I can’t stop the wave of pleasure that crashes over me. I cry out as my body convulses around him. He grunts and thrusts one last time before I feel him pulsing inside me.
He collapses on me, and I wrap my arms around him. I want to stay like this forever. But eventually, he rolls off me and pulls me into his arms. I rest my head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat. It’s still racing, and I smile. I did that—is my last thought before exhaustion takes me.
I stir when Gio carries me into the bathroom, and I’m surprised by the decadence. The room is bigger than some people’s apartments. The gleaming marble floors and walls remind me of a fancy resort spa. There’s a large walk-in shower with multiple heads and a bench. But what catches my eye is the hot tub. It’s big enough for at least six people.
Gio sets me down on the side of the tub, and I dip my toes in. It’s warm, and I sigh. “This is heaven.”
“No,” he says. “You’re my heaven.” How can he say such syrupy stuff, delivering his lines with a straight face? I’ll never know. But I’ll never stop him, either.
I lean back against the wall as Gio fiddles with the controls. The jets turn on, and the water starts bubbling. The heat’s rising, and it’s fucking glorious.
He strips off his towel, and I lick my lips. He’s fucking gorgeous. His body is a work of art, and I can’t wait to run my tongue over every inch. Looking will never be enough. He climbs into the tuband sits next to me. He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me close.
“How are you feeling?”
I shrug. “Good. I’m good.”
He nods. “You’re probably sore. The hot water will help.”
I don’t know how he knows, but he’s right. I can feel the ache in my muscles. He lifts me and lowers me into the tub. I sigh as the hot water envelops me. It’s soothing, and I sink into the bliss.
Gio settles behind me, pulling me against his chest. His arms wrap around me, and I lean back into him. He kisses the top of my head, and I melt. This is perfect.
We sit like that for a while, neither of us speaking. Tension leaves my body, and I relax fully. I don’t know how long we stay like that, but eventually, Gio turns me around and pulls me onto his lap so that I’m straddling him.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs, cupping my face.
I smile and kiss him. I don’t know what to say, but I want to tell him how I feel. I want to tell him that I love him. That I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. But I don’t know how to put it into words.
So I kiss him. I kiss him with everything I have. I pour my heart and soul into that kiss. And I hope he understands.
He breaks the kiss and looks at me. His eyes are dark, and desire burns in them. The kiss starts gentle but soon turns passionate.His erection presses against me, and I want him. I want to feel him inside me again.
I reach down and stroke his cock. He groans, and I guide him to my entrance. He lifts me and lowers me onto him. I gasp as he fills me. It’s different this time. It’s not urgent, but it’s intense.
He thrusts gently, and I meet him with every movement. I wrap my arms around his neck and bury my face in his shoulder. Holding on to the moment as the ride gets rockier. Bumpier, less fluid until I’m riding his dick while he gallops. Faster. More urgent. Needier. We’re calling each other’s name—cursing, praying, and begging.
The orgasm hits me like a freight train, and I scream. I don’t care if the whole damn city hears me. I’m his. I belong to him.
