Chapter 138 I Love You Massimo

Chapter 138 I Love You Massimo
Massimo nearly came undone at her words. “This pussy is all yours.” The raw invitation in her voice, the way she spread herself so shamelessly for him, nearly snapped the last thread of his control. 
His massive cock bobbed heavily as he walked toward her, thick and swollen and pointing aggressively toward his stomach.
Eloise couldn’t tear her eyes away. This was it. Finally. She was going to feel every inch of him, take him inside her in every possible way. They would be man and wife in the most primal, sacred sense. 
Somewhere between her overwhelming love and burning desire for Massimo, her nerves dissolved. All that remained was confidence—the deep, soul-deep knowledge that he would never truly hurt her.
She crawled to the edge of the bed, then slid off it fully naked, meeting him halfway across the room. 
Massimo’s arms wrapped around her instantly, crushing her against his powerful body. His thick cock pressed hot and heavy against her soft belly, smearing her own wetness across her skin as he ground against her.
Eloise’s hands slid up his chest, feeling the thunderous beat of his heart beneath her palm. Like he had once promised, she would be the one to beg. And right now, she didn’t care.
“I want you, Massimo,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need. “I want your cock inside me. Please… fuck me.”
Massimo groaned, the sound guttural. He lifted her effortlessly, his large hands kneading the soft flesh of her ass as he carried her back to the bed. “I’ll make love to you tonight, Cara.”
Their lips crashed together in a passionate, desperate kiss. Eloise poured every ounce of her love and desire into it, tongues tangling, teeth nipping, breaths mingling. 
Massimo sucked on her bottom lip, groaning hungrily as he lowered her onto the bed. For a moment he simply hovered over her, devouring her with his eyes.
Then he flipped her over onto her stomach.
Eloise gasped, her heart pounding wildly. Before she could catch her breath, Massimo did the most sinful thing imaginable. He gripped her hips, pulled them up, and buried his face between her spread cheeks.
His hot tongue dragged from her dripping pussy all the way up to her tight little ass. Eloise cried out, fisting the sheets as mortification and blinding arousal warred inside her. 
He licked her thoroughly, devouring every drop of her juices, his tongue circling her most forbidden hole before plunging back into her soaked cunt.
“Uh… uhhh… ahhh… fuck…” she moaned shamelessly, pushing back against his face.
Massimo groaned against her, the vibration sending shockwaves through her body. He mimed fucking her with his tongue, thrusting deep and rhythmic while his hands spread her wider. 
Eloise moved helplessly against him, chasing his elusive tongue, lost in the filthy, overwhelming pleasure.
Just as she teetered on the edge of release, he flipped her onto her back again with gentle strength.
His intense blue eyes met her honey-golden ones, reverent and burning. “I’ll go slowly, baby.”
Eloise nodded, running her hands over the hard planes of his scarred back. Massimo teased her entrance with the thick head of his cock, rubbing it through her generous slickness, coating himself in her arousal. 
She moaned, thrusting her hips eagerly, desperate for more.
Then, in one slow, powerful motion, he pushed inside her.
Not fully—but enough that she felt stretched, full, claimed. Eloise gasped at the burning pressure, the incredible fullness of him.
Massimo froze, watching her face with strained tenderness. “Is it okay, baby? Should I stop?”
“No,” she shook her head, breathing through the discomfort. “Keep going. I can take you.”
He summoned every ounce of his legendary control not to slam into her heat. Instead, he rocked his hips gently, pumping shallowly, letting her body adjust to his massive size. 
Slowly, between the ache and the overwhelming fullness, sparks of pleasure began to bloom inside her.
“More, Massimo,” she pleaded, her nails digging into his shoulders. “Please, I need more.”
Her begging undid him.
With a deep groan, Massimo pushed deeper, burying himself to the hilt. Eloise cried out, the sharp sting returning for a moment before melting into something far more devastating. 
Massimo’s mouth found her breast, sucking hard on one engorged nipple as his fingers found her clit, rubbing it sweetly. 
Eloise moaned, her hips beginning to move with his. Her nails dug into the firm muscle of his ass, urging him deeper. 
Massimo started thrusting harder, the wet sound of skin slapping skin filling the room as he fucked her with deep, possessive strokes.
The pleasure mounted higher and higher. Eloise felt something vast and terrifying building inside her—a wave she couldn’t name, couldn’t control. 
Massimo was groaning now, the sound raw and animalistic, his powerful body trembling as he drove into her again and again.
They reached the edge together.
Eloise shattered first, her orgasm crashing over her with violent intensity. Her pussy clenched rhythmically around his thick cock as tears of overwhelming pleasure streamed down her cheeks. 
Massimo followed with a guttural roar, burying himself as deep as possible while his body shook, filling her with pulse after pulse of hot release.
For a long moment, they clung to each other, trembling and breathless.
Massimo pulled out carefully, both of them groaning at the loss. He gathered her into his arms immediately, cradling her against his chest.
“How are you, baby?” he asked, his voice anxious and tender. “Are you okay?”
Eloise looked up at him, her honey eyes shining with tears and boundless love.
“I love you, Massimo.”