The fact that I wasn’t wearing any underwear helped.
Jesus slid his long forefinger straight into my folds, wiping up the juices that had already begun to flow. I moaned and groaned as he kept sucking on my nipples, and I reached to slide off his clothes.
King moved so that he was lying over me now. The shirt had come undone and was lying on my sides. He cupped my free breast and squeezed, and I arched my back again with a moan.
“King…” I breathed his name as I ran my fingers through his long hair. He pulled away from my breast and looked up at me, and I saw the twinkle in his eye.
“You think your father is breaking some glasses because now he knows I’m fucking you?” he asked, and I found myself falling in love all over again with his lopsided handsome smile.
“Fuck me then!” I demanded, and King grabbed me by my waist and hauled me up.
I was on my knees, and so was he. We were kissing again, our tongues sliding against each other’s as his hands wreaked havoc on my body, feeling every inch of my skin till I was burning up.
My hands worked at getting his clothes off, and when I did, I had my fingers sliding over his chiseled abs. So, fucking sexy! Our kiss grew wilder, till our cores rubbed against each other. His cock was hanging erect between his legs now, and he used it to rub my clit.
“Beg me again, Valentina,” he said, pulling his mouth away from my lips and I smiled as I said it.
“Please fuck me, King. Fuck me hard,” I said, and there was a sizzle in my voice, and he had heard it.
He slid himself off the bed and knocking my knees over, and he made me fall back. He wasted no time this time, no foreplay. I wanted to be fucked hard, and he was going to give me exactly that.
Gripping my thighs tightly, he parted my legs. With one swipe of my pussy with his fingers, he tested me for wetness and grunted when he was pleased with what he found.
I kept my eyes open, watching every move he made when he thrust himself into me. He had wedged himself between my legs, holding my thighs apart, he pushed his cock into me. Over and over again while playing with my clit to make me come. I moaned loudly, thrilling at the reverberating pleasure he sent through me body with shocks.
With every thrust, I came closer to the edge. Just about toppling over, just about managing to pull me back. King grunted with every shove, making sure that his cock reached deep inside me till he slid it out again.
I thought I was about to come, but instead, he pulled himself out of me and flipped me over. I was on my knees now; my breasts swung below me. This time too, he didn’t waste a breath. He pushed his cock deep into my pussy from behind, and a moan escaped my lips.
“Do you like it like this?” he growled as he clutched my hips, driving into me with full force. I moaned a response, unable to form complete sentences anymore. His cock was pushing past my folds, reachi
ng that point of no return…it was too much.
I blinked at the wall behind the bed, trying to focus on something so that I could stop myself from coming, but it was too difficult to hold back. I could feel King’s balls thudding against my ass, the sound of his grunts as he fucked me hard.
“I’m going to…” was all I managed to say and he knew what I meant.
He reached for my hair, pulling it back tightly so that he got a better grip on my body. He quickened his thrusts, pounding into me with full force and I came. My orgasm was painfully amazing. I was almost blinded by it; I thought I could see stars dancing around in front of my eyes.
I bunched up the bed covers in both fists as I came and howled and then I felt King’s growls growing deeper. He was coming too, spilling himself deep inside me as he did. He slapped my ass as he came, riding me from behind like a wild animal which he had under his control.
I was out of breath and panting when my orgasm finally subsided, and King pulled himself out of me with a groan.
We both collapsed on the bed beside each other. We were staring up at the ceiling, trying to tame our breathing.
“We should probably start using protection,” I whispered, common sense returning to me now. King moved, turning himself on his side so that he could look down at my exhausted body.
Gently, he grazed my pebbled sensitive nipples with his fingers and smiled.
“It’s a little late for that, isn’t it?” he said, and I felt the color rise in my cheeks. He leaned over to kiss my lips, and I kissed him back warmly. I wasn’t sure what he had meant by that, and I was too afraid to ask him.
When he pulled away from me, we were staring into each other’s eyes.
“I love you, Valentina Luis,” he said, and I bit down on my lip. I had never heard him say those words before. Not even ten years ago, when we were so happy with each other, so happy that we had found each other. Now, when I watched him admiring my naked body, I knew that he knew. We both knew that there could be nobody else for us. We were going to be tied to each other forever.
“And I’m going to make sure that you’re never afraid to leave the house. I’ll arrange for twenty-four-hour protection if I have to,” he said and gently stroked my belly, his fingers lingering near my pussy again.
Even though I had just come, I wanted his body again, and I grabbed his hand, pulling it towards my throbbing wet pussy. King smiled, leaned over to kiss me again and forcefully pulled his hand away. Before I knew what he was doing, he had jumped out of bed and was pulling me into his arms.