Zoey p. o. v
I stared at the center of the water, which was miles away and watched the breeze caress it, creating an uproar as the waves crashed against each other.
A small smile spread on my lips, it was one of contentment. This moment is a rare gem in Marco’s world, and the world I’m now included. Special and memorable.
A quiet time alone, just the two of us.
Marco was beside me, sprawled on his back as he lay on the blanket. What is more rare and special is the sight of Marco laying and looking carefree and relaxed. Like he’s free from on the burdens weighing down on his shoulders, and away from the rest of the world.
“I wish I could freeze this moment.” I breathe out, Marco eyes scanned but didn’t say anything. I don’t know what was going through his head at the moment.
“Isn’t this peaceful?” I asked him with a beaming smile.
“Hmm.” He hummed. “But I’m not used to this, I only brought us here because I know you crave this quietness.” Marco said with so much tenderness in his eyes for me.
I know he feels responsible for my involvement in the Mafia world, he blames himself for pulling me from my once peaceful and average lifestyle to his affluent and ruthless own.
But the fact is that, I was already involved as a child, my biological father works for his father who simply involved me.
If Marco hadn’t been in my life, someone else would have been, and they would have turned me into Marco’s enemy.
I lean in and pecked his nose and lips. “All I craved is you by my side, always.” When I tried to pull away, he quickly grabbed me by the nape of neck and deepened the kiss.
“I’m addicted to you, I will have you know that I’m never letting you go. You belong to this ruthless man forever.” He affirmed, that’s his way of assuring me that he’ll always be by me.
He pulled me down on him, so I sprawled my hands and legs in both sides while laying over him. His eyes immediately went over to my breast because they were almost pouring out of the dress.
He licked his lips.
“You insatiable man.” I smacked his shoulder lightly, Marco rolled us over, so I’m now laying on my back and him on top of me.
He pulled down one arm of my dress and my right breast popped out as he gazed down at me. I gave him a small glare, but relish in the lustful gaze he had on my exposed breast.
“I don’t think I am wrong for wanting to suck my wife’s breast. My dick is always excited with your presence.” He fondled my core from the panties, earning a giggle and a moan from me.
The breeze caressed my nipple, and it hardened at the exposure. I felt tingles all over my body.
Marco’s eyes shone with dark excitement as he pecked my exposed nipple, then sucked light while I moaned. I cradled his head, pulling him impossibly closer to me.
“I’m going to get pregnant soon if we keep going like this.” I slurred, his lips on my nipple is messing my head.
“As planned.” He stated and went to kissing my nipple.
I could already feel my body getting some reaction, “I love you.” I told him, stifling a moan, I watched him under heavy lids.
“I fucking love you.” He pushed the crotch-line of my lingerie away from my crotch and slipped a finger inside me.
“Oh… Yeah.” I heave a sigh, I missed feeling him inside me, even though we had sex last night. The desiring look he was giving me was a panty dropper.
He slipped another finger inside me and I rock my hips against his hand. I felt him pulled his fingers out and helped me out of my dress, he gripped my panties and snapped it into two exposing me completely.
I could already feel my lips yawning below and swelling with attention as the breeze blew against my clit.
I shuddered and held back a moan.
Marco rub his thick head over my entrance, he slowly sank in, both of us let out breathy moans even though only the tip was in.
This was torturing.
“Marco.” He pulled out until the peak and sunk in again, this time going deeper and plunging deeper through my walls.
I’m glad my man has a good package but he was so hard and thrusting with vigor in a way that made me breathless.
We were rocking against each other.
I looked down at our bodies as he moved in and out of me. I was a moaning mess, Marco covered my lips and rocked against me. My legs went around his waist, he held my neck, not too tight to choke me.
Pummeling hard into me, he hits my spot and I felt like I was in the clouds.
“Hell. Marco… Hit me. Hell.” I curse.
I trailed my hands over his back and shoulder, moving them down to his butt cheek and squeeze.
He stroked my clit, then pounded into me, kissing me, tweaking my nipples telling me how much he cherishes me.
“Marco!” I wailed out his name, leeching on him even though my limbs were now limp. He wasn’t far behind and erupted inside me, groaning, buckling his hips until every drop was out of him and inside me.
He definitely wants me pregnant.