Marco

I hurried her up the stairs before someone could stop us or before she changed her mind. I wanted her naked, satisfied, and full of my cum. She was moving too slow because of those fuck me heels she had on, so as soon as we hit the first landing, I scooped her up into my arms and carried her to our room. I turned the knob and closed the door behind me, flicking the lock in the process.

I set her down on her feet then slipped off my jacket. As soon as I tossed it on the floor, my mouth came crashing down onto hers. I slid my fingers into her fancy braided bun and pulled her closer, kissing her like she deserved. Her sighs hit my eardrums like a bell and stiffened my cock to complete fullness. She owned me and there was nothing I could do about it.

I searched for the zipper on her dress, sliding it down and peeling if off her smooth flesh. She was naked except for those heels and tiny, lace, black panties that would become one of my prized possessions. A thought ran through my head as I wondered how soaked they were for me.

I pulled her to me and slid my hand between us, cupping her damp panties and stroking her pussy. “Were you interested in my cousin? Did your pussy get wet as you smiled at him?”

“No, of course not,” she exclaimed, pressing her hips forward, looking for more. I gave her a long, lingering kiss while my finger slipped under the lace and glided over her silky entrance.

“Good. Because this pussy is mine. The only one getting you wet is me.”

“Where’s my backbone?” she muttered to herself.

I stared down at her with a devious smirk. “Right here,” I whispered, running my other hand down her spine while another finger slipped into her tight, wet pussy. “Why deny what we both want? But if you want me to stop just say so, because if we go any further, there’ll be no turning back. Fuck, there’s no turning back already. I just won’t fuck you until you beg for it.” I stroked her again, her core clutching down on my fingers and a stuttering moan coming from her lips. She tossed her head back, exposing her neck to my hungry mouth. I ran the tip of my tongue along her collarbone to the edge of her jaw, feeling her pulse jump.

“I need more, cara mia,” I muttered against her ear, slipping it between my teeth and nipping. “I need to taste your juicy nectar that’s all for me.” I dropped to my knees and parted her thighs, pressing my nose against her lacy piece of heaven. I had to have a taste. God, I was on the verge of coming just from her scent. Nudging her panties aside, I ran my tongue along her wet folds, consuming her need. The painful ache in my balls caused my pre-cum to leak onto my boxers. Her thighs shook as I kissed and licked her pussy, dipping my tongue into her heat. I was already addicted, my heart and cock throbbing as I ate her cunt. Her little nub jutted out from its hiding place, tempting me. I sucked on it and her knees buckled. She was too fucking sweet and I wanted her to scream. Breathing on her clit, I demanded, “Come for me, Danielle. Give it to me.”

She melted into me. Her knees bent and her pussy pressed down on my face as she rode out her orgasm. “Marco,” she cried out, clutching my hair and using it to finish herself off.

I pulled her panties off and slowly slipped her shoes off. As much as I wanted those on my shoulders, I want nothing between us. She was bare from head to toe. I stood up because I was a second away from taking her on the floor and my Danielle deserved a bed. “On the bed and spread your thighs,” I ordered.

“Make me,” she challenged.

“If I help your ass on the bed, it won’t be nice. I want you too much to hold back. Your back will be hitting the bed with my dick buried in you.” Her eyes widened and her plump lips parted, tempting me to put my dick between them. “So what will it be, my beauty?”

She didn’t say a word, but like a good girl, she climbed up onto the bed, spread out on her back, and parted her thighs. Taking off my clothes seemed to take forever, but once I was naked, I took my hard cock in my hand and stroked it. Her eyes were trained on my body, giving me a look of pure desire. I arched my brow at her with a wicked smile.

“Amore, I’m going to come if you keep looking at me like that.”

She looked me in the eyes and crossed hers and stuck out her tongue. “Is that better?” I broke out in a laugh I didn’t know I had. Fucking woman was asking for it.

“Wow, so you have a sense of humor, Lord Denali,” she said with a smile.

“I thought it disappeared, but right now a sense of humor isn’t needed. In fact, you won’t be laughing in a minute.” I knelt on the bed, moving in between her thighs. “Look at me, Danielle,” I commanded. Her eyes met mine and I didn’t have any doubt that she was all in. “You’re fucking sexy, and I don’t know how long I’m going to keep you locked away.”

“Marco, I need you,” she pleaded.