Chapter 67: Untitled Chapter

Roberto sucked in a deep breath as his control cracked and fractured without further warning. It was then he realized he could not wait another minute. Her effect on him was too powerful. He wanted her now. He had never wanted a woman with such intensity.

“Kendrix…fuck, I can't wait anymore.” He rolled on top of her, reaching down to spread her thighs wide apart. Insistent he guided his hips up to hers, rocking his smooth shaft up towards her slit. He let his cockhead rub along her in several strokes, lighting a fire from her clit all the way down past her soaked opening. Her body jerked as he neared the cleft of her ass and a deep grin appeared on his lips.

Kendrix hit his shoulder weakly, loving the sensations, but hating that he teased her with them. The waiting became too much for them both and he couldn’t hold back. Adjusting her body, he thrust forward, roughly sliding into her core, letting gravity pull him down until her core completely swallowed his throbbing shaft.

Kendrix tensed, surprised by how full she was, how deep into her womb he touched. She cried out in pleasure. Roberto's call matched hers as he began to move. He gripped her hips, controlling her completely as he began to thrust. Her legs flailed weakly behind him and her hands wrapped around his neck. He drove himself into her hot passage, only to pull out and do it again, conquering her moist depths. The natural rhythm of his hips sped up. Animalistic grunts of passion came from them, loud and primitive.

Kendrix felt the tension of her body, centering on her rocking hips. She held onto him, helpless to do anything but ride out the agony of pleasure. With each hard thrust it felt like he pounded deeper until she was sure her body would be ripped in half by his massive size. Firework explosions erupted between her thighs. Kendrix screamed as her orgasm racked her body, fiercer than any she had ever felt. Roberto didn’t stop as she trembled, releasing a wave of hot cream like molten lava over his cock. As soon as he felt it, his body exploded, washing her womb with his seed as he came in hard, jerking shudders. Their trembling continued for what seemed like both an eternity and an instant. Her body too weak to move, Kendrix dropped her head to the pillow. Her legs fell like dead weights.

Crushing her to the bed, he began to kiss her gently, groaning softly in the back of his throat as if he never intended to let her go.

Kendrix moaned, weak and completely sated as Roberto pulled back from his kiss. His dark eyes gazed deeply into hers and his mouth opened as if he would confess something.

“Did I hurt you?”

Her lashes fluttered and lifted. “No…daddy.”

Roberto swore softly as he felt his shaft throb. He groaned.

“Think we're going for another ride.”

He eased himself into her tight hot passage and slowly began to move.

Kendrix wriggled. “Umm…Roberto…”

It was too late. With a harsh muffled shout, he was pumping himself into her, crushing her into the bed, holding her as though he would never let her go. The heat from the dancing flat of the heart seemed to combine with the warmth of Kendrix herself. Roberto surrendered to the overpowering climax, lost in a woman's body as he had never lost before.

For an endless moment, he hovered in midair and then, with a low groan, he collapsed on top of Kendrix.

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Kendrix woke up warm. Not rested-warm. The kind of warmth that made her not want to move. For a second she had no idea why. Then she remembered. Roberto.

She didn’t move right away. Not because she was scared. Just because her brain was catching up. Her head was on his chest. His arm was around her. Not holding her tight anymore, but not gone either. Like even asleep he hadn’t figured out how to let go.

Morning light came through the window. Nothing special about it. Just normal light. It felt wrong that the room looked so normal after what happened last night. She shifted a little and his arm moved with her automatically. That tiny pull made her breath catch. So he was awake. Or half-awake. Either way, he knew she was there.

She lifted her head. Roberto was already watching her. He looked at her like he had been waiting for her to open her eyes.

Kendrix had no clue what to say. Her mouth felt stupid. Everything felt too big for words.

“This is…” She started and then stopped. What came next sounded dumb compared to what was actually happening.

Roberto didn’t pull away. He didn’t try to make space either. He just studied her face for a second, like he was checking if she looked different in the morning.

“You’re overthinking it,” he said, quietly.

Kendrix let out a breath that almost turned into a laugh. “I kind of have to.”

They didn’t talk after that. Not because it was awkward. Just because nothing needed to be said yet. She moved a little in his arms, still not getting up, and she saw it, something shifted in his face. Small, but real. Like he felt it too and didn’t want to admit it.

“You can get up if you want,” he said after a minute. His voice was softer than usual. Less locked-down.

Kendrix looked at him. “I know.”

But she didn’t move, neither did he. The quiet between them felt different this time.  Just heavy in a way neither of them knew how to break yet. Finally she whispered, “Last night actually happened, right?”

The words came out smaller than she meant them to.

Roberto held her eyes. “Yeah. It did.”

Something tightened in her chest at that. Not something bad. Just something…to real. She shifted again and his arm loosened a little, but he still didn’t let her go. Neither of them missed that.

Kendrix studied him for a second, then said it before she could think too hard. “This changes everything.”

Roberto didn’t lie. “I know.”

But he didn’t sound like he hated it. And that was what scared her more than anything. Not the past. Not what they had done. The fact that neither of them looked like they wanted to take it back.

Kendrix let out a shaky breath and pushed herself up a little. But she didn’t leave the bed. Not yet.

Neither of them moved like they were trying to run. More like two people realizing the moment wasn’t going anywhere, and maybe they didn’t want it to.