Antonio
I round the corner to Kat’s bedroom door, stop and lean against the door jamb. I study her as she sits cross legged on her bed staring through the French doors. Fuck, she’s Gorgeous. What have I done in my life to deserve someone like her, I’m a mean fucker who hurts people for a living.
I clear my throat drawing her from her thoughts, her head snaps around, and two bright blue eyes focus on me. Pushing myself off the door, I make my way toward her. Standing before her, I watch as her eyes slowly lift to mine. Reaching out, I cup the side of her face in my hand and run my thumb over her soft bottom lip.
“Fuck you're gorgeous."
She lowers her eyes to my chest and I miss the contact immediately
“Don’t do that," I whisper. Lowering to my knees, I cup her face in both my hands, lean forward, and lightly graze my lips over hers. It’s taking everything in me right now, not to smash my lips against hers, but I need for her to understand, I mean everything I say. I pull back a little and watch as her tongue darts out and licks her lips.
“Every time you take your eyes away from me I feel it here." I gather her hand and place it over my heart.
I hear her breath hitch and her eyes lift back to mine.
“I have spent too many nights without you, without being able to see your eyes on me. Now, I finally have you back, I need them on me, Kitten. Don’t you understand what you do to me?" I blow out a deep breath before continuing. “The first time your eyes looked me over, I can’t explain how much it affected me. It was as if I had found something, I didn’t know existed. But, at the same time I knew I had found what was missing in my life. There’s this black hole, right here…"I hold her hand a little tighter to my chest, but release it and run my finger under her eye to catch a tear which has fallen. “I realize now, I wasn't complete until that day I walked into the coffee shop and you looked at me with fire in your eyes. You set me on fire, I felt alive. I knew, if you could look at me for a split second and have me feeling that way, I wasn’t letting you go."
Her free hand swipes under her nose when she sniffs back the tears. I notice the way her nose scrunches up a little, it's so damn cute. I can’t help myself, I lean forward and kiss the tip of her nose before pulling back. I place my lips a breath away from hers and look deep into her eyes.
“Lay back baby." My voice is breathless and I notice her breathing increases as she shimmies backward until her head hits the pillow. I stand and look over her. I soak every part of her in, from her beautiful red hair sprawled across the white pillowcase and down her body which is wrapped in my shirt again. The sight has me holding back a groan. Reaching down, I adjust my aching cock and scowl when Kat giggles at my discomfort. Turning, I head toward the door.
“Where are you going?" Worry laces Kat's voice.
“I’m about to show you how needed you are, and you're going to lay there and take it.”
I grab the black lace scarf off the back of the door and run it through my fingers, feeling the soft, silky material. This will be perfect. I glance toward my Kitten again. She swallows hard as lust flares in her eyes.
“Do you trust me, Kitten?"
“Yes," she answers with no hesitation in her voice
“I’m going to place this over your eyes.”
“Isn’t the purpose of a blindfold supposed to be that I can’t see?"
I raise my hand to let her know to stop talking.
“I already told you, I want to always see your blue eyes staring back at me. I want you to know, it is me who has you begging for more." I wink at her, hoping for a smile. It’s the next best sight in the world, besides her eyes.
Kat winks back and snorts as a smile curls her lips before informing me of just what she thinks of my statement. “In your dreams, Stud. I don’t beg, Antonio. Ever.”
I chuckle and raise my eyebrow at her. Challenge accepted.
Placing the scarf in the back pocket of my jeans, I pull my shirt over my head and watch as her eyes take me in. She licks her lips, and it sends a jolt through my body, causing my cock to punch at the zipper of my jeans. If I stand here staring any longer, I’m likely to explode in my pants. Fuck, get it together, you fucking cazzo. What are you, a fucking teenager who can't control himself?
Leaning over the bed, I run my fingers gently down the side of her soft face, over the bruise which has yet to fade. I pull back the anger I feel at her being hurt, and continue running my hand down over the swell of her breast, down her body until I reach the edge of the shirt. I plant my knees on the edge of the bed and run both my hands up her sides until I reach her neck, my finger grazes the small Band-Aid over a wound. Her body strains toward me. Grabbing the shirt in both my hands, I pull hard and rip it from her body, a slight gasp leaves her mouth. I bend down and kiss her lips.
Pulling back, she opens her mouth to speak, but I place my finger over her lips and shake my head. She nods her understanding as if in a trance.
Leaning back on my heels, I take in every gorgeous inch of her. Her full breasts with peach coloured nipples, pebble hard, begging for my mouth. I can’t resist, and lowering myself, suck one into my mouth. I moan at the exquisite taste. Reaching blindly to her nightstand, I feel around until I grab what I want. Swapping to her other breast, I glance up and gaze into her eyes. They seem to have darkened with arousal. Releasing her nipple with a small pop, I lay a gentle kiss there, and then the other, so it doesn’t feel left out.
I hold the feather, I grabbed from the nightstand and run it over her body. I watch the rise and fall of her chest as she squirms, her now sensitive skin responding to the gentle caress. I lean forward and blow over her puckered nipple, noting the light sheen of sweat forming on her milky white skin. I repeat the actions a few more times until she is writhing with want and small moans leave her lips. I stare into her eyes again, wanting her, no needing her, to realize this is more than fucking. I need her to understand she is mine and will always be mine.
“Beautiful," I note the flush in her skin, loving the slight pink tinge. Fuck, I love how her body comes alive for me. A whimper leaves her lips as I make my way down her body with the feather, followed by soft kisses. Her body arches for more, her hands move to her breasts and she fondles them, pinches and twists the nipples, tearing a moan from me. Fuck, what a fucking sight.
When I glance up, I find her eyes closed as if she is lost in her touch.
“Eyes on me," I growl.
Her eyes snap open immediately, my tone brooked no argument. I pull the scarf from my back pocket and place it over her eyes, just the sight about does me in.
“Fuck, keep your eyes on me. I need to see your eyes on me." I growl again. I struggle to control the need to mark her, and claim her as mine. What am I, a fucking caveman? My voice has become husky with desire.
Goosebumps break out across her skin and she nods her understanding.
I stand from the bed, unbutton my jeans, and draw the zipper down, allowing my cock room. It’s getting fucking painful.
“Are you mine, Kitten?”
She nods again as her eyes take in the length of my body.
“Say it!"
“Yes.”
“Yes what?" I need to hear her say she's mine.
“I’m yours.”
“Whose, am I?”
Through the sheer lace, I see her blink a few times like she doesn’t understand the question.
“Whose?" I lean forward and latch onto one nipple. I suck it into my mouth, sending the vibration of my voice running through her body. She moans and arches into me.
“Mine. You're mine," she pants.
Moving over her body, I devour her soft lips, like she is the fucking air I need to breathe. Sliding my hand between her legs, I push her panties to one side and cup her heat. My thumb rubs over her swollen clit. I push one finger in, then another. Deep inside, I stretch her tight pussy. Curling my fingers, I find her g-spot and rub, swallowing her moans down greedily as I continue devouring her lips. Feeling her body tighten, and strain for release, I slow down. Easing my lips away, I lean my forehead against hers as we try to catch our breath.
Withdrawing my fingers, I dance them up her body. When they reach her lips, I tap them there until she opens and slide them in. Her mouth engulfs both fingers, her tongue wraps around them, and she moans at her taste. The vibration of her moans ricochets through my body. The sensation of her tongue curling around, and lapping at my fingers, is almost enough to send me over the edge. I groan and bury my head into her neck.
“Fuck." I need to stop her before she has me begging. Yeah, who is in command now? Pulling my fingers free, I lift my head and suck her bottom lip into my mouth. I moan as her taste coats my tongue.
“Do you want me?" I breathe into her mouth.
“Yes." Her whispered words hit my lips, it's all I need to know.
I kiss her again, before sliding down her body, planting soft kisses and small bites as I go. Not enough to hurt, but enough to replace the stinging sensation she craves so much from the blade of a knife, the sensation I know too well.
Not wanting to think about that right now, I drag my hands down her sides until I reach the sides of her black panties. I tug, shredding them too. Fuck, I can’t wait any longer.
I bury my face in her heat, my tongue darts in and out as I lick and suck. I hold her hips firmly to the bed, forcing her to take everything my tongue is giving. Fuck, she tastes better than I remember. Her legs tense around my head, she's almost at her peak. I pull back, not wanting her diving over the edge too soon. She groans in protest. I do it again.
“Please, please. I need to let go," she whispers.
I don’t think she realizes she has spoken, but she did. and I heard it. I heard her beg. I lap at her, press my fingers in deeply and send her head first into an orgasm that has her screaming my name. It’s like music to my fucking ears. Crawling up her body, I take her lips in a deep, sensuous kiss before gazing into eyes that rock my soul and propel me into the light. Light, I haven’t let myself believe was there before she came along. Pulling back, I rest my forehead against hers.
“Tell me you love me," she whispers. "I need to hear you say it again."
“I love you." I watch as a single tear rolls down her cheek before kissing it away.
“Please don’t cry, it hurts to see you upset.”
“Make love to me.”
I kiss her and look into her eyes to see them pleading with me.
“Are you sure?" She sighs as she nods.
“Help me feel, Antonio. Please, let me know I matter."
How could I deny her anything? I would give her the whole fucking world if she asked me to.
I kiss her hard, our tongues dual. Drawing back, I climb from the bed, stand and drop my boxer briefs to the floor. Her eyes watch with want, admiration. I run my hand over my hardening length, smearing pre-cum with my fingers. I reach down to my pants and take a condom from the pocket.
“I’m clean and you know I can’t…”
My eyes widen, I nod, stopping her train of thought.
“I’m clean too and I've never not worn one before." I throw the packet to the floor and crawl back up the bed, pushing her legs apart as I go. Resting one hand near her head, I run my hand down her side until I reach her knee and wrap her leg around my body. My cock brushes against her opening and I groan at the bare contact. Taking her lips in a kiss, I grab the base of my cock and slowly rub up and down through her folds before pushing inside her heat. My eyes close as her warmth wraps around me. I take a moment, open my eyes and gaze into hers. The worry is gone, the walls are down, she has let everything go. Never has she allowed anyone inside her walls, but she is letting me in. My heart does some funny shit in my chest.
“Let go, I have you now. You're safe." I rock my hips back and forth, wanting to take it slow, not wanting this moment to end.
“You promise?" She moans as her hips move with mine.
“Always. You're mine, and I’m yours." I thrust deeper, she calls out as our rhythm picks up “Fuck," I bury my face into her hair. Fuck, she feels good.
“Look at me," she gasps as her fingers run through my hair “I need you with me.”
Lifting my head, I watch as her eyes roll back in her head. I know she is close. As I increase the speed and rock my hips, I pull her leg tighter around me.
I groan as moans leave her lips. I can't get enough of how she feels wrapped around me and the burn of her nails as they dig into the hard muscles of my back.
“Let go baby, I've got you.”
She throws her head back and screams my name. The muscles of her pussy contract around me, it's enough to send me over the edge with her.
While catching my breath, I reach up and remove the lace from her eyes, leaning down I kiss the tears away.
“I love you," she breathes out before taking my mouth in a deep kiss.
I wipe the remaining tears away and gaze deep into her eyes, the truth is laid bare. “Mine," I growl before taking her mouth and moving inside her again. I know I will never get enough of my woman. No-one will ever hurt my Kitten again.