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The darkness of our bedroom only provokes the filthy thoughts racing through my mind. Xavier's eyes stare into my own while he locks the door, a silent promise echoing in the room, and my pussy clenches in need of him. I've been waiting patiently the entire evening, needing him to fuck the senses out of my body.

He stalks closer with a greedy look in his eyes, like a lion seizing up its prey. The analogy has my mind running crazy and I walk right into his den when my feet saunter in his direction. His strong arm grips me around the waist on instinct, his hand supporting my jaw as our mouths collide in an intense explosion of passion.

Both of us clearly need this.

Our tongues play a sinful game, a deep groan emitting from his throat has my pussy throbbing and I push my thighs together. My fingers tangle in his hair, tugging at the roots when he swallows a moan of mine.

He slows down the intensity of our kiss, before ending it and placing his forehead against mine. Our breaths mingle in the darkness of our bedroom and I feel happy, finally, I allow myself to belong. It was never a choice. I was meant to be with him, to stay with him, to love him.

"Eloisa," Xavier speaks softly, my eyes opening and meeting his. The emotion shining in his stare has me weak in the knees. "You're so beautiful."

I don't answer, my words seem too destructible to a situation this gentle and caring.

My heart flutters when his fingers caress my face, running over my cheekbones with a feathery touch. A hum escapes my lips and he kisses me softly, the love I feel for him at this very moment is too powerful to express.

"Marry me," I whisper suddenly and close my eyes, not wanting to witness his reaction, the honest words are hanging between us and carry the spell between our bodies. "I love you, Xavier."

He removes himself from me, my eyes open instantly to the sight of him rummaging through the closet in our room. Walking towards me with a blue velvet box in hand, he stands in front of me and smiles beautifully, his eyes gently scanning every feature of mine with such ease.

"You beat me to it," He chuckles softly, opening the box to reveal a beautiful diamond ring. It seems vintage with the champagne-colored diamond in a halo shape, the ring is a rose-gold with small diamonds scattered around the bigger diamond. The light from the box illuminates the diamonds and my heart stops beating when reality truly sets in.

My widened eyes cut to Xavier's, he is staring at me as if I'm the only one for him, and my heart pounds in my chest. "What the fuck?" I manage to get out.

He chuckles again, kissing my cheek softly before grabbing my hand in his free one. "You're the one for me, Eloisa. Seems like both of us want to get to the point, which is something I adore about this relationship. I love you, so much it scares me, and I want you to be my wife. Mi vuoi sposare?" (Will you marry me?).

I nod my head with the promise of tears hiding behind my eyes, squeezing his hand in mine, "Sì, Xavier. But I asked you first, so, will you marry me?"

"Yes, amore," He smiles and grabs the ring from the box, easily sliding it onto my finger and smiling at the sight. "This seems too good to be true."

"I know," I agree with him, loving and hating the delicate feeling in the room tonight. My eyes worship the ring on my finger, not really understanding what happened right there, but enjoying it so much.

"This isn't us, you know?" He expresses with a smirk.

"It really isn't," I laugh.

He immediately drops the box onto the floor and uses his finger to lift my head upwards by my chin. The dominance radiating from his strong frame shocks me, "Even though I adore this dress on you, I want it off and for you to be on all fours on the bed. Now."

I gulp.

"What the fuck are you waiting for, amore?" He speaks darkly, the Italian on his tongue only growing stronger.

"Nothing," I whisper and start unzipping my dress, his piercing stare follows every slow movement of mine. The dress pools at my feet and I'm completely naked underneath his alluring scrutiny. My nipples stiffen from the passionate attention, my pussy throbbing in delicious need for the beautiful beast in front of me.

His eyes cut to the thigh holster and my silver heels, the dark look in his eyes is enough for me to know to leave it on. He fucking loves me being in a pair of heels with only a thigh holster wrapped around my body, it turns me on as well.

"Get on your hands and knees on the bed, Eloisa," He speaks, his voice has grown rougher and almost sounds mocking. It has me on the edge and turns me on to such extremes I must be dripping by now.

My feet carry me across the dark room, crawling on top of the bed in the position he wants me. My pussy is spread out for him and for his burning stare, nothing can be covered from here and I feel exposed in the most addictive way possible. A shiver trails down my spine when his finger slowly glides from my calf to my ass.

A slap suddenly stings against my ass, my body flying forwards slightly on impact as a moan escapes my lips on pure instinct. The wetness between my legs grows uncomfortable with need.

"Fuck, Eloisa. You're dripping," He rasps out, the strain on his deep voice has me arching my back for him. "You want more, no?"

I hum in a needy response, my body singing for his touch. Yet another rough slap hits my other asscheek and I whimper in response, my pussy throbbing with need for him and his dick. He grabs my ankles and flips me over, my back against the bed and he unfastens his belt. The sight of him undressing is so fucking tempting, I bite my lip when he drops the last piece of clothing and crawls between my legs.

He rolls a condom onto his dick and places himself at my entrance, slowly pushing his dick into my drenched pussy. A deep and sexy rumble emits from his chest, as a moan escapes my lips, his dick filling me up to such extremes my back arches off the bed.

"Fuck, Xavier," I moan and his hand instantly grips my neck when he starts pounding into me.

His movements are fucking animalistic, a feral and deep need for each other grows when I claw mercilessly at him, scratching his skin open as he roughly pounds into my throbbing pussy. A beautiful layer of sweat covers our quivering bodies, creating the most perfect friction when his hand tightens on my neck.

The sex is unreal and we're almost fighting each other off while enjoying how deep our connection is, my mind is in a delirious haze as he fucks me with such roughness it has me dizzy.

"More," I beg in a moan, not truly knowing where that came from.

His finger pinches my nipple and the sharp sensations go straight to my pussy, "I don't do well with orders, amore."

His voice is coated with such darkness, it provokes a tightening in my gut. His rough hand on my neck tightens when his breaths grow heavier, the orgasm drawing on both of us. My pussy accepts all of him, his dick filling me up and making me feel so ridiculously amazing.

He pulls out of me and sits on the bed, his strong arms pulling my body to straddle his thighs where he lowers me onto his hard dick. Filling me up so deeply I throw my head back in a moan, he groans in response and kisses up my neck. Goosebumps skitter across my skin, the shiver torturing my entire frame.

"You feel so good," I whimper in lust, his rough hands are squeezing my hips possessively.

My eyes find his dark gaze, the sensual and untamed look he's giving me increases my confidence. My hips sway on top of his body, milking and riding his dick. Giving him a show. His eyes scatter from one place to the other, devouring every inch of my sweaty skin.

He bites his lip before groaning darkly, "Eloisa, fuck, I'm so goddamn fortunate."

I hum breathily, this sound sets him off and he flips us over and pounds into me again. I can't place myself, my nails digging into his muscular back with desperation. He groans into my neck, the sound like a slap onto my clit.

Xavier places his lips on mine and the kiss is deliciously sloppy, his rough fucking making it hard to kiss. My hazy consciousness doesn't mind though, I'm on a cloud fucking nine when he whispers into my neck, "You're mine, amore."

My gut clenches and a lusty moan escapes through my swollen lips. Black spots appear in front of my eyes, the orgasm crashing into me with such force it has me screaming out when I clench around his dick.

"Mio Dio, Eloisa!" He exclaims in a deep manner, his body hardening enticingly as he fills up the condom. Both of us are entirely gone by the powerful orgasms, my body humming under his strong frame with beautiful happiness soaring through my veins.

"We're fucking insane for getting married," I whisper to him with a content smile playing on my lips.

He lifts his head from my neck, slowly trailing his finger down my heated skin. A playful smile grazes his features when he meets my eyes, "I know, isn't it great?"

"It is," I smile and pull him down for a kiss.