The door opened a crack. I looked inside and saw her body lying on the bed, partially covered with the sheets. She wore a pair of black panties and a white shirt. Her hair was spilled around her head and she was breathing deep and slow, still asleep.
I stared at the line of her leg, leading up to her firm ass, and saw just a hint of her pussy. I stepped into the room and shut the door behind me with a soft click.
She stirred as I walked to the end of the bed. I pulled the sheets off her, staring at her body. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and I could see the outline of her breasts and nipples through the thin fabric.
My heart hammered in my chest. She moved again, let out a little groan, and her eyes blinked open. She frowned, looked at me, looked at the clock. “Dante?” she asked. “Is everything okay?”
I got onto the bed and kissed her thigh. She bit her lip and stared at me as I rolled her over onto her stomach and kissed up her thighs, up to her perfect ass. I took her panties and slowly pulled them down. Her hips lifted to let me slide them over, and I unwrapped her pussy like a present. She let out a little gasp as I left her panties around her knees and spread her ass wide.
I licked her top to bottom. I growled with pleasure and joy as I tasted her beautiful skin. Her groans filled my ears and my heart pounded a steady rhythm in my chest as I licked her faster, tongue sliding inside her then back out. She grabbed the pillow tight as I reached up along her back, my hands moving up her shirt, feeling her smooth skin.
I pulled my hands back and slapped her ass. She gasped and looked at me, almost angry, and I just smirked. I slid my fingers inside and she was already getting soaked. I moved them deep and curled them, fucking her and sliding them along the roof of her cunt. She wiggled her hips and let out a soft groan before I moved my fingers out and cupped her pussy, fingers spreading her until I could rub her clit in slow and soft circles.
Her groans made me so fucking hard I could barely breathe. I took my hand away and ripped off my shirt. “Dante,” she whispered.
I grabbed her hair and leaned over her. “Don’t talk,” I growled in her ear then spanked her ass hard. She gasped and I pushed her down into the pillows before leaning back and taking off my sweatpants. I took them off, followed by my boxer briefs, and she just watched me. I saw her eyes widen as I knelt behind her again, stroking my stiff, thick cock.
She wiggled her hips and I grabbed her wrists, pinning them behind her back. She groaned as I spit in my hand and rubbed it along my cock. She stared at me, mouth hanging open, and I smirked as I pressed the tip of my cock against her waiting, wet pussy.
I slid inside her and let out a growl of pure pleasure.
My injuries faded away. All the bruises, the stiches, the pain receded as her tight pussy wrapped around my shaft. I slid in and out, letting her soaked spot slick around my cock. I grabbed her hair with my left hand, held her wrists pinned with my right, and I fucked her.
I took her, plain and simple. She was mine, her tight pussy mine, her perfect body mine. I was a mess of tangled nerves and anger but as soon as I filled her perfect little pussy to the brim and began to fuck her rough, I knew nothing mattered but Aida. I knew I fucked up the night before, but things would be different moving forward.
She’d be mine, my bride.
I fucked her harder. She gasped, moaning, taking my thick cock. She wiggled her hips and I continued to slam into her, filling her to the brim, making her tight cunt all mine with every rough stroke. She bucked back against me, sliding herself along my shaft, and I let out a growl as I released her wrists and spanked her ass.
She took me, every inch of me. I fucked her harder, feeling like an animal, feeling like a man. I grabbed her hips and made her gasp as my rough body moved against hers. I leaned forward and pulled her hair back, kissing her over her shoulder, letting her lean back and ride my shaft up and down, her gorgeous hips working in perfect circles, pleasure writhing through me in waves.
I pushed her off with a grunt and turned her around. Her eyes were fire and steel, and I shoved her down onto her back. I spread her legs, one hand on her throat, and filled her up to the brim again. She wrapped her legs around my hips and stared into my eyes.