XXI

I don’t know if I was just dreaming, but I saw him smirking.
“I’m going to make you regret seducing me like this. You’ll be sore tomorrow for provoking me.” He pulled me closer to him. He quickly grabbed the nape of my neck and kissed me.
I closed my eyes and exchanged kisses with Gio. I was familiar with his lips and how intense he could be, having felt them on me several times.
My hand moved up his back. Our bodies pressed closer together.
The water continued to cascade over our bodies, and Gio and I continued to exchange passionate kisses.
When we pulled apart, a string of saliva connected us. It was sensual, like our bodies were craving more attention and affection.
Gio lifted me and leaned me against the wall. He kissed me again, and my legs wrapped around his waist while one of his hands slid under my thigh.
I could feel his hardness against my stomach rock hard.
“Ohh…”
I moaned when I felt his hand on my breast.
His kiss descended from my lips to my neck and then down to my breast. I gasped as his tongue circled my nipple, sending a shiver through me.
The electrifying pleasure coursed through my body.
I gripped his wet hair and occasionally tugged on it due to what he was doing to my breasts.
Gio’s kisses returned to my lips. His tongue entered my mouth and explored. My moans escaped my lips as he continued.
My body heated up, and I couldn’t tell if it was water or our own sweat covering us.
“Keep leaning your back on the wall,” He said as he supported me.
“G-Gio…”
“Shh, it’s fine.”
I thought my back might slip because he was moving away from me, undoing my legs from his waist. He scooped the back of my thighs to support my upper body from falling.
“What are you going to do?”
Gio knelt before me, his face at the perfect height to reach my desire. He spread my legs wider to get a better view of my femininity.
“Gio-” I didn’t finish saying his name. I felt his hot tongue against my folds.
A bolt of electricity surged through my body as I felt the tip of his tongue swirling between my thighs. I clung to the wall, though there was nothing to hold onto there, and one of my hands rested in Gio’s hair.
“Oh my-ahh… Gio!” I moaned his name continuously, and my voice echoed in the bathroom.
“Hmm…”
My body ignited as I felt the vibrations from Gio’s moans while he continued his intimate exploration.
“Ah!” A violent moan escaped me when Gio bit my clit.
He continued to pleasure me with his oral skills until I reached my first orgasm of the night.
I didn’t know cunnilingus could be so incredible!
I thought Gio would let my legs down to the floor, but that wasn’t the case. He quickly positioned himself between them. I felt the tip of him at my entrance, and we both moaned in unison.
I held onto his shoulders and dug my nails into his back as he slowly entered me, halfway, before suddenly pushing all the way in, causing my nails to bite into his back as I cried out in pain.
He’s big! I didn’t know if it was even legal to be this well-endowed.
I was almost clinging to Gio, my thighs suspended by his strong arms.
“I’m going to start moving.” He started to move slowly, which drew out a voice from me that I barely recognized. “Fuck, Millie!”
Hearing him say my name added to the pleasure I was experiencing. I wanted to hear more of him, I wanted him to call me, to moan my name. I wanted to know if I was giving him as much pleasure as he was giving me.
His throbbing cock sent waves of pleasure through me.
“Can you feel my heartbeat, wife?” he whispered. “My cock is pulsating because you’re so tight-argh!”
“Oh, my God! Gio! Gio! Ahhh…more!”
His earlier slow thrusts turned into a wild rhythm, and he was delving deep into my femininity, making me feel like I might lose consciousness. He was hitting all the right spots. Every damn spot that Gio needed to reach, he was reaching.
“Ahh…shit!” I wasn’t someone who swore often, but I couldn’t control my words. They tumbled out on their own, and my own voice was unrecognizable.
My hand didn’t stay put on his back. If earlier my nails were digging into his skin, now I was clawing at Gio. I felt like a cat with how much I was scratching him.
Gio’s movements sped up even more. My tears were mixing with the water cascading over our skin.
“G-Gio, I’m cumming…”
I bit into his shoulder to try to stifle my loud moans as I felt myself about to climax.
“I am, too. Cum. Cum with me, wife. Let my cock feel your fucking orgasm.”
Gio showered my neck with kisses while my body shook as I came.
A few more thrusts, and I could feel Gio’s hot release filling me.
Gio didn’t withdraw right away; I still felt him inside me.
He cupped my cheeks and brought my face to his. His dark expression oozed danger and possessiveness.
“You’re mine, Millie, and if someone tries to snatch you away from me, they’ll be on their fucking deathbed the moment they touch you.”
He claimed me with a deep kiss, possessive and demanding. I could sense that he wasn’t willing to share me with anyone else.
“Yours.” I didn’t have the strength to speak, so I silently conceded in my mind.
~*~
I initially thought everything would end in the bathroom, but it didn’t. As we exited the bathroom, Gio and I continued on the bed. I felt him inside me several times. He made me scream and moan multiple times due to his size and how he used his tongue and fingers. My body shivered multiple times. I was exhausted, but sleep hadn’t visited me yet. I lay in Gio’s arms, slightly closing my eyes but not entirely.
Gio’s hand rested on my back. My arm was draped over his chest, and only a duvet covered us. We were too lazy and tired to even bother with clothes.
“What does your tattoo mean?” I asked as my hand moved towards his chest where I spotted his Roman numeral v-line tattoo.
“‘II XXIX? 2 and 29? Does it have a meaning?” I inquired. I glanced up at him, hopeful that he would reveal its significance.
Gio opened his eyes. “Meaning, huh?” He also gazed at me, and I hoped he would tell me. He scrutinized me for a long time before grinning. I sat up when I saw his smile, unable to resist touching his cheek, but I couldn’t see Gio’s smile anymore.
“You smiled,” I exclaimed. That was the first time I’d seen him smile, well, I’d seen it briefly earlier, but it was so quick that you’d think you were just seeing things.
“I didn’t,” he furrowed his brow, but he didn’t pull away from my touch.
I smiled at him, a massive grin on my face, it felt like my lips were about to touch my ears. Even if he said no, I was going to hold on to the fact that he smiled now.
“So, what does it mean?” I pointed to his Roman numeral tattoo.
“I’m not going to tell you,” he held my waist and pulled me back to lying down.
My lips moved. Why didn’t he want to tell me? I was just curious. “Tell me.”
“Sleep, Amelie.” His eyes were closed again, clearly avoiding telling me the meaning of his tattoo. I tried to ask about the raven tattoo on his back, but he dodged that too.
“But, Gio…”
“I told you to sleep. Aren’t you tired?” His tone rose, but it didn’t intimidate me.
“I’m not sleepy yet, and I’m not tired either. Answer my question.” And for the third time, he interrupted what I was saying.
I gasped as he pulled me, and suddenly, he was on top of me, completely naked. My eyes widened at what he did, and I couldn’t help but wonder why he was above me.
“If you still have some energy left, let’s go for another round,” he said, and I was left speechless. He kissed me, and I succumbed to his passionate embrace once more.