Chapter 35 Camilla’s Pov.
His words made me choke. Hearing those words made my body burn and my pussy trembled with the need to feel him again. As usual, I had a whole waterfall between my legs and I needed his touch to end the agony I was in.
With one swift movement, Àlvaro roughly turned my body and I was now lying on my stomach. I felt his presence close to me even though I couldn't see him.
His lips trailed slow kisses down my back and his hand lifted my skirt enough to reveal my ass and my black thong to his sinful gaze. I bit my lip as soon as I felt his fingers lightly pass through my pussy, deliberately playing with me. I arched my back, feeling his hard cock pressed into my ass.
"Always so eager, huh?" He taunted. "You have such beautiful ass, Camilla." He murmured this time, almost like he was talking to himself. He cupped my ass roughly in both his tattooed hands before slapping it a couple of times and I had to bite my mouth to stop the moans. Maybe now I understand why he loves slapping my ass so much. My skin was burning but it felt so good. "I'm glad no other man has ever had this view I have now and no one else will."
I could feel his warm palm exploring my body and the sound of a belt unbuckling. I held my breath. "You have no idea how many times I've imagined fucking you again. How many times I've imagined your body obedient to me, begging for my touch."
Me too, Al! Me too!
But I'll be damned if I actually admit that to him.
I cried as his palm made another contact with my ass and I buried my head in the covers but his hand quickly wrapped around my hair, pulling it roughly and making me look up.
And then my eyes met his through the mirror on my dresser.
And I swear, I was ready to cum right here and right now.
From all the arousal taking over my body, I didn't even realise when he took his shirt off and for the first time, I could see his naked sculpted body and his chest, rising and falling rapidly.
His body was perfect in every little aspect. He was like a Greek god, with muscles in all the right places and tattoos adorning his body. They weren't many but they were enough to complete him in every sinful way.
My eyes lowered to the perfect V outline that continued down his body, hiding under his pants, his unbuckled belt, still hanging. I was holding my breath, enjoying the view because I knew what lay beneath.
My eyes fell on his tattooed biceps where I could see his veins showing as he still held my hair with one hand. As soon as our eyes met, a dark grin settled on his devilishly handsome face. "Eyes on me, chica." He demanded, pulling my thong down to my knees with his other hand and I kept my gaze on him through the reflection of the mirror. "I want you to watch me as I fuck you."
I didn't even realise when he lowered his pants along with his boxer briefs to his thighs. I held my breath as I felt him at my entrance.
"Fuuuck." He groaned, biting his bottom lip. "You're already dripping wet for me." I felt him slide his hard cock down my folds, spreading my wetness, playing with me. I was losing my sanity and he was loving every second of it. I did everything I could to stop my moans but it was impossible so I gave up and let them fill the silence in the room.
"Àlvaro please." I cried, arching my back even more, desperately begging for him.
A big smirk settled on his face, knowing the control he has over me right now. "No more attitude, huh?" He taunted. "Please what?"
My arousal was seriously blinding me because I ignored his taunt and actually answered him truthfully. "I want your dick." It came as a whisper as I struggled to keep my eyes open. "I want your hard dick inside me."
"Hmm, I think I like it when you beg like a slut." He mumbled, holding his gaze on me through the mirror. He slowly pushed in, stretching me out and I cried at the slight discomfort, my sounds mixing with his deep groans as I closed around his length.
Fuck! This man was huge!
"Fuck chica." He groaned, moving in and out of me at a slow pace. I moaned, feeling the pleasure heighten and totally washing away any the earlier discomfort. I pushed my hips back, greedily taking everything I could from him.
He threw his head back, closing his eyes. "Damnnn." He rasped, slowly pulling out of me only to push back in again roughly. "Your pussy feels so good."
He didn't sound like this the first time he fucked me but I loved this side of Àlvaro. His dirty talks was turning me on even more.
Once he heard my moans getting louder and impatient, his thrusts became more insistent and rough with his free hand on my ass grabbing it with force.
His other hand roughly tugged at my hair as he thrust relentlessly into me and the sound of his skin colliding with mine filled the room. My gaze was locked on him and the way he was pounding into me, hitting just the right spot each time, sending me into a fiery ecstacy.
I was so fucking enjoying this that if someone walked in on us right now, I still wouldn't want Àlvaro to stop. My moans were becoming uncontrollable as wave after wave of pleasure collided in my body in sync with Àlvaro's ruthless thrusts.
His hand that was wrapped in my hair roughly pressed my head down causing the covers to muffle my moans as he continued to pound into me and I could hear him mutter curses in spanish under his breath.
"Chica..." He hissed, pulling out of me completely only to slam right back in making me feel every inch of his cock filling me. "Your pussy....."
For some reason, he wasn't completing his sentence.
"Àlvaro." I whimpered into the covers, clutching them with my hands as I felt the approaching orgasm forming in my body.
"I have a little sausage of a dick huh? So fucking take all this sausage of mine is giving you, slut." He groaned in a dark low voice, pounding ruthlessly into me.
I knew I was close and his words mixed with the feeling of having him inside me was more than I could take. It was almost impossible for me to keep my eyes open.
He increased his pace to such an extent that the small bed shook beneath us from his relentless thrusts. I let out a loud cry, my whole body shook as the orgasmy took over my body, making me shake underneath him, feeling my legs go soft as Àlvaro continued to pound into me.
It was hard for me to catch my breath after this and I was a freaking mess on the bed, barely keeping my eyes open. Àlvaro was gripping my ass so hard, his lips slightly parted, his eyes focused down where his dick entered my pussy.
He cursed softly under his breath, making a few quick thrusts before freezing inside me, relaxing his trembling body onto me. He groaned, his sounds filled the room and I felt his hot breath on my neck.
I saw him resting his tattooed arm on the bed, clutching the covers in a fist as he spilled his warm cum inside me. The veins on his arms stood out as he cursed again and again, his messy hair covering his sweaty face.
And I was breathing heavily, finally trying to process how we ended up here. My ass was burning, thanks to his handprints on my ass cheeks but feeling how sore and satisfied my pussy was, it was kinda worth it.
What have I gotten myself into?