Married to My Enemy

I sighed and stood. Ignoring the throbbing in my foot, I moved toward her. She attempted to step back, but I grabbed her shoulders.

“Don’t touch me!” she yelled.

I lowered my hands. “Arianna, I love you!” I shouted. “All, right? I…love…you. You’ve been on my mind constantly from the moment we met. I think about you day and night, and I can honestly say that I have never felt this way about anyone before. You may not think you’ve changed me, but I know you’ve changed me. This all started out as an agreement I made with my father, but it is so much more than that now. I want you, Arianna, and you alone. I don’t care about my family obligations. I don’t care about my father. I don’t care about arranged marriages or anything. All I care about is you, and being able to wake up beside you every day for the rest of my life. Arranged marriage be damned. I want to marry you. I love you, and I literally feel like my life will have no purpose anymore if you aren’t in it.”

A long silence stretched between us, and I felt like my heart was sinking lower in my chest with each second that ticked by. I stepped backward.

“Well—I’ve said all that I have to say. If you don’t feel the same way, then just say so. Then I’ll get out of your life for good.”

Arianna pursed her lips. “Do you mean it?”

“I’ve never meant anything more in my life.” She looked down at the ground.

“Look, I’m not sleeping with anyone but you.” I closed the distance between us, burning to touch her and end with all these doubts and fights. “I love you, Arianna. Can’t you see this? I can’t be with anyone else because I have eyes only for you.”

She took a step backward, completely surprised with my revelation, and I followed her. “Since the moment I saw you, you got under my skin. I can’t stop thinking about you, always wondering what you’re doing and when I’m going to see you again. And when I see you, it’s the best time of my life.”

I allowed myself to touch her, taking her cold hands in mine. I needed this—her skin against my skin—and I needed her scent that was pervading my senses. Luckily, she didn’t recoil, allowing me to hold her, which encouraged me to tell her everything.

“I’d never felt like this with any other woman before, and God knows I’ve had plenty of them. Up until now, it was all about pleasure and the rush I got whenever I brought them to my bed, but it was never serious. I never felt anything for them. I would always forget them, moving on to my next conquest... Until you. You appeared in my life, and that was it. You stole my heart, and I don’t want it back. I want to build my future with you, Arianna, so please, believe me.”

I kissed the back of her hand, pressing my lips slowly against her smooth skin. She trembled, and a small moan escaped her lips.

“I love you.”

Her lips quivered, her face twisting in a mix of insecurity and affection. “Oh, Gio. I...”

Not able to resist anymore, I grabbed her face and kissed her, drawn to her lips more than anything. Her kiss revived me, making me powerful—making me high... She owned me.

I rested my forehead on hers, looking into her eyes. “Tell me you feel the same. Tell me you love me,” I whispered and brushed my lips against hers. “Tell me.”

She let a long sigh out and covered my hands on her face. “I love you. I love you so much, Gio.”

“You’re mine—always remember that.”

“Only yours.”

I kissed her and picked her up, wrapping her legs around my waist. I brought her to a piano in the corner of the room and put her on its lid, stopping in between her legs. At this point, I didn’t even care if her parents were home.

“I want you so much. I need to have you right now.” I pulled her dress over her head and threw it aside. The next was her bra. I covered her beautiful tits with my hands, admiring their size and shape. “Beautiful,” I muttered and kissed each nipple, turning them into two hard buds.

She arched her back and snaked her legs around me, bringing me closer to her.

Her pussy glistened with her juices, and my eyes followed the trail of her wetness that ended on the wooden surface. That was all for me. That was her pussy’s invitation for me to plunge into her as deeply as I could and fuck her harder than ever before.

I growled and pushed her down, bringing her legs around me. I shoved my dick into her softness and dug my fingers into her waist to keep her in place as I thrust into her. She was so wet and hot, her walls closing around me like a fist, and the incredible raw sensations grew stronger. Her face twisted with pleasure and her hands clutched my arms.

“It’s... It’s so good. Don’t stop... Ah!” She could barely talk, screaming too loud, but I loved it. I loved the way she vocalized her pleasure, unleashing that inner Arianna that needed to be brutalized like this—fucked until there was nothing left but soreness once I was done with her.

My balls slammed against her as I pounded into her, bringing her to her first orgasm. Fuck. Her pussy clenched around me hard, pulling me further inside. I planned to give her many more orgasms, so I picked her up and carried her to the couch. I made her hold onto the back of the couch and took her from behind, watching her ass bounce after each thrust. It was too hot.

“I’ll make you feel even better. I want you to come again for me, babe.”

“Oh, Gio! Yes. Just don’t stop fucking me.”

“Never.”

A new wave of pleasure built quickly in her, and the force of her orgasm almost sent me over the edge, but I pulled out, intent on giving her much more.