Married to My Enemy

Every sensation was doubled because I could see him in the mirror. I stared transfixed at his long fingers, anticipating his next move...

He turned his head to the side to see our reflection in the mirror and plunged two fingers inside of me.

“Ah!”

He tightened his jaw, his eyes growing darker with pure desire. “So, tight and hot. Spread your legs wider. I want to see your

pussy open around me each time I thrust inside of you.”

I moaned and complied, slightly bending my knees to allow him a better view.

“Too hot,” he murmured and sped up his pace, making my pussy gush with juices.

“Gio! Yes!”

“Tell me what you need, babe. Tell me exactly what you want me to do to you.”

“I want you to fuck me.”

“How?”

“With your fingers... With your tongue... And your cock...”

He raised his eyebrow, smirking. “My tongue? You’re going to get it, Arianna.”

He pulled out his fingers and replaced them with his tongue, probing me sharply.

“Oh God, Gio.” My eyes widened as I took in his reflection in the mirror—the way his head moved, the way my juices trickled down my thighs, the way my core contracted after each plunge of his hot tongue...

He grabbed my ass and pressed me against his face, increasing his tempo. My legs trembled hard, my muscles straining to keep me in this position as he devoured me. I couldn’t stop watching him in the mirror, growing tenser as the ripples of ecstasy grew larger, and I braced myself for the shattering orgasm that would consume me.

He moved his lips to my clit, taking it into his mouth, and the buildup doubled. I called his name again and again as he feasted on me, losing my mind when my pleasure reached its highest point.

“Gio! Yes!” I dug my fingers into my robe and pressed against him, completely delirious.

“So, fucking hot.” He wiped off his mouth and pushed his wet fingers into my mouth. “Suck it, baby. Taste your juices.”

The fire in his eyes burned stronger when my lips wrapped around his fingers. I sucked them clean, acting as if that was his cock I was sucking.

“Fuck! I can’t hold myself back anymore.” He stood up and came right behind me.

He released his cock and pressed it against my butt, grinding in between my butt cheeks. “You’re so wet for me, baby. Do you see how hard you make me?” He wrapped one arm around my waist. “I’m going to pound you hard, and I want you to drench my cock. Got it?”

“Yes. Please—” I couldn’t even finish my sentence since he slammed so fast inside of me that all the air left my lungs at once.

“You.” He slammed inside again. “Feel.” Again. “Amazing.” The next one came much harder, and I screamed, his thrusts causing me to drench us with my hot juices. Our eyes were locked in the mirror, the intensity of our passion shattering everything in me.

“You’re mine,” I told him, clenching my pussy around him. He growled, his eyes growing even darker.

He hit the wall of my womb, creating an over-consuming pleasure that grew stronger and stronger. “Only yours. And you’re mine, Arianna. Forever.” He emphasized his words with another strong plunge, which induced my next orgasm.

“Gio!”

“That’s it, Arianna. Look at me while you come. Look at me as your pussy squeezes me so hard that my cock is going to explode... Oh, fuck.”

He rushed out of me and pulled me to the lounge, urging me to sit on his lap. “Ride me, Arianna.”

I licked my lips and grabbed his shoulders as I straddled him. He held my robe up, his gaze filled with awe and love. “You look so beautiful and sexy in your robe. I’m so hard for you, babe.” I wasn’t gentle at all when I sat down on his cock, getting it fully inside in one move, and I cried out in another rush of ecstasy. “Oh fuck. That’s it. Fuck me.”