Chapter 24: 24

ALESSANDRO

The pain I felt suddenly didn't exist anymore. It vanished, only to be replaced by an unfathomable and overwhelming feeling of need for the beautiful woman on her knees for me.

Aria gazed up, her hand still wrapped around my dick and her lips slightly parted. Her cheeks were flushed – and I couldn't tell if it was an outcome of the steamy shower, or our intimate position. Either way, it was a pleasant fucking view.

Her eyelashes were wet, and her hair soaked. It was a lot longer than I thought, as the weight of the water stretched her curls down her back and almost reached her ass. I stroked a few loose strands away from her face, unable to resist the urge to caress the back of my fingers over her cheek.

I couldn't tear my eyes away from her, too busy admiring how gorgeous she was. Especially because her earrings were the only thing on her body.

Aria inhaled deeply, biting her lower lip as her eyes dropped back down to straight ahead of her. She didn't look nervous, and her face was relaxed. I paid attention to her body language, noticing that there wasn't a hint of tension in her shoulders.

She seemed like she wanted to do it, and the thought nearly sent me into bliss. The feeling was beyond indescribable.

I was already painfully hard, throbbing and aching for her to touch me. My knees almost gave in when her fist tightened around me and started stroking. I let out a low moan, clasping my hand around the back of her neck. I wanted her eyes on me.

The craving came full force, and I ran my thumb over her soft lips. She gave my finger a kiss, right before leaning forward to slide her warm tongue over my tip. I let out a gasp, not expecting it and I instantly wanted more.

"Fuck, Sandro-" Aria breathed, and the sound of her sultry voice had my dick pulsing harder. Her hands unravelled from me, dropping down between her thighs where she kept them.

I see.

"Open that pretty mouth, baby," I whispered, grasping her chin as I tilted her head backwards slightly. Her mouth opened immediately, all too eager.

I stopped myself from palming her head, just wanting her to take her time with it. But Aria, yet again, proved me wrong. Her hand ran up my thigh, her nails painted a pale pink and the colour of it contrasted against the dark ink on my skin. She interlaced her fingers with my own, guiding me to the back of her head and I quickly realised that she didn't mind me taking control. In fact, she yearned for it.

She looked up at me, dropping her hands again. My heart went crazy in my chest, just seeing her in that position and then she wrapped her lips around my tip and I was sure my heart missed a beat or two. I let out a small sound, unable to hold myself back. Aria moaned, and the slight tremor of her vocal chords had me struggling to maintain my balance.

She sucked, hallowing her cheeks and I groaned at the same time she did. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, wondering how it was possible for her mouth to feel so good.

I held her hair, holding her still as I moved my hips. It was slow, and I felt the underside of my dick graze against her wet tongue.

"That feels so good. You're doing so good," I struggled to speak, my voice shaking mid-sentence. My praise was the encouragement that she needed, and she pushed me further into her mouth until my dick hit the back of her throat. Saliva trailed down her chin, but I don't think she cared as she gagged around me. My eyes rolled back, my jaw clenching as I breathed through my nose.

It was a feeling too powerful for words to explain.

She pulled out, breaking eye-contact only to run her tongue over the length. When my leg twitched, I caught the smirk on her lips. She liked the effect she had on me, giving me little kisses and licks until I couldn't stand it anymore.

Aria stopped when the desperation must have shown on my face. She twirled her tongue around one last time, right before placing me inside of her throat and I let out a strangled cry.

I leaned my head to the side, clearing the hair away from her face and that's when I saw her hand moving between her legs.

That was the sexiest fucking thing I'd ever seen.

Aria moaned around me, wiggling my dick further down her throat until her nose met my pelvis. I gasped, sliding my hand over her stuffed cheeks. Aria gagged, her muscles contracting and squeezing around me. I wrapped my fingers around her neck, knowing and feeling how fucking deep I was. It was surreal, and I couldn't stop the moans coming from my chest.

"Sandro..." Aria whispered. "Tell me," she croaked, sliding me out of her mouth to wrap her lips around my tip. "-how that feels."

My hand in her hair forced her to look at me, and my dick slipped out of her when I bent down to kiss her hard. "You have no fucking idea, bellissima," I said softly, enjoying the way her watery eyes lit up.

I straightened up, and I didn't even need to guide her before I was enveloped by her mouth again. Tears streamed down her cheeks and she choked but the determination was there to stay.

With one last thrust, I held her there for a few seconds until I knew she needed air. As much as I was enjoying it, I wanted something else. Ignoring the pain in my side, I grabbed her forearm and helped her to her feet. There was confusion of her face, and she caught the hint when I placed a rough kiss on her lips.

I had no time to savour it before I was disconnecting us to turn her around and push her front against the tiled wall.

"Sandro, aren't you-"

"I don't care," I grunted.

Nothing else mattered in that moment.

"Shit," she breathed, resting her palms on the tiled wall while I held her hips. My dick was snugged up between her ass cheeks, and I spread her legs further for me. When my tip slightly touched her hole, I could feel how fucking soaked she was.

"Come on," she practically whined, arching her back into me.

"Let me see that face," I said, wrapping her hair around my fist. Aria's desperation matched mine, and I wasted no time in sliding into her. Her lips fell open, and the air left her lungs in shallow breaths. She groaned, pushing herself down on me until I was completely inside her.

I gave her a kiss on her shoulder, using her skin to muffle my moans. I moved my hips, thrusting into her hard and her pussy throbbed around me. So wet.

My lips never left her, and I never stopped moving. Increasing my pace, I fucked her in the middle of my shower. I grabbed her ass, giving it a small spank before soothing the sting with my palm. Aria shivered, and I could tell that she enjoyed that.

"Sandro," she gasped, uttering a word I couldn't hear.

"Repeat that, bellissima," I said, thrusting into her and her body jerked from the force of it. She squeezed around me, nearly dragging the life out of me but I didn't want it to stop.

I paused, wanting to know what she said and when she looked at me, the word fell off her lips in the softest tone, "harder."

This woman...

A feeling similar to ecstasy raced through my veins, and I had no other choice than to fulfil her wish. I cranked it up a notch, supporting myself by holding onto the wall. I could feel my painkillers slowly wearing off as my sides screamed in agony. It was easy to ignore when I had a beautiful woman's pussy covering my dick.

"Fuck," she whispered. "Just like that, Sandro,"

I pounded into her, and her flat palms turned into fists as she became a moaning mess.

"So perfect," I gawked at her, completely mesmerised by how well she took me.

"You're amazing," I said softly, wanting her to know how much I truly enjoyed it. I didn't stop praising her, even when her pussy clenched around me and her orgasm unleashed from her.

I kissed the tattoo at the back of her neck, resting my hand on the one on her waist. Her eyes were clouded with lust, mirroring mine and my soul felt close to leaving my body.

"Sandro, are you-" She was concerned, but I knew if I had to stop right then – it would be tragic for the both of us.

"Bellissima, I don't care. Just let me fuck you,"

I was on the brink of my own orgasm, and when I shifted my legs for a deeper angle, it came instantly. I let out a grunt, one of pain and pleasure. I had never felt so overwhelmed before, and my muscles went rigid with tension. I wrapped my hand around her neck, tilting her head back so I could kiss her while I came.

Her lips met mine, soft and full and warm and everything that I wanted. Her tongue slipped into my mouth, and I sucked on it while I pulled out of her, letting my cum fall onto her ass.

I had to use every ounce of willpower to not orgasm inside her.

I wanted to, but she wasn't on birth control and I knew she'd probably hit me in the face.

A dazed smile formed on my lips and I took a step back, stumbling to rest my weight on the wall. Aria turned around, breathing heavily. She reached out to me, circling her arms around my neck and then she kissed me.

Her breasts were against my chest, and the feel of it had my dick twitching again. My entire body was aching, and I was due for a much needed rest.

"Let's finish up here and go to bed," she whispered, her voice hoarse as she peppered kisses along my jawline. I nodded, not bothering to argue. The thought of lying next to Aria in the comfort of my bed and waking up alongside her is what pushed me to finish up our shower.

"I'll take care of you," she said, grabbing the body wash. I stood there, watching as she cleaned my sore body. In that moment, my gratitude and the feelings I already had for her deepened to the point that I was unsure of what to make of it.

Her touch was gentle, and she did it with the utmost care.

"Thank you," I said, full-heartedly meaning it.

"Don't thank me," she murmured, giving me soft kiss on my ribs.