Chapter 84

MARK

"Shut up and come here," I said, pulling him in for a hug. He wasted no time in hugging me back. Giulia was smiling at us, laughing when necessary. She was catching lots of fun out of this.

"Don't ever reject my calls. Ever again," I warned him. "I'll kill you the next time that happens."

"Oh, we're using threats now?" Giulia asked from behind me, speaking up before Kenzo could. "Stop cuddling him!"

I rolled my eyes and slumped on the couch beside her. I was hardly settled before she got up and pulled me with her.

"Kenzo, I am starving," she said, pulling me towards the stairs. She sounded urgent. "Anything spicy is welcomed." Kenzo flashed her a wink before we started up the stairs.

"Lia, what's the rush?" I asked, stopping us in the middle of the stairs.

She answered me in action, pushing me against the wall and smashing our lips into each other.

"Woah," I whistled incredulously, pulling away with my hands raised in surrender. "Why are you so feral?"

"Mark, fuck me," she panted, reaching for my shirt, roughly pulling me close.

I had to hold her hands before the fabric ripped. "Trust me, I want nothing more than to fuck you in all positions around the house right now, but-"

"I am fine, Mark. You know I am." She bit a corner of her lip and looked down, noticing my bulge. Fuck, I didn't even know I was getting hard. "Seems you want this as bad as I do."

The weight of our pasts, the pressure of our futures, the world outside the walls-all of it melted away the moment our lips touched again. We stumbled blindly up the stairs and fell into the room, lips still joined, moaning with reckless abandon.

Giulia's lips were soft yet demanding, her body moving into mine. Her hands were on me instantly, nimble fingers tracing the curve of my jaw, travelling down my neck, and exploring the expanse of my chest. As she kissed me, I could feel the intense, hungry energy of the primal nature within her.

I wanted to feed it.

My fingers fumbled with her shirt, the soft fabric slipping against my fingers as I tugged it up and off her. With her chest bare, I leaned in and kissed her nipples, tasting the womanly essence and the unique flavour that was all Giulia.

My clothes were off in an instant, energy flowing into me with the speed of electricity.

She sucked in a breath, watching with rapt attention as I worshipped every inch of her. She groaned, grabbing me by the hips and pulling me flush against her hot body. My cock was hard and pulsing, energy vibrating off me in crazy flow. The friction as we ground against each other left me dizzy.

With effortless strength, I picked her up and laid her on the bed. Her brown eyes, usually so soft, now drilled into me with primal intensity. There was also an underlying tenderness there, a promise of care and affection, even as the world around us threatened to combust.

I paused to admire her, my gaze devouring every inch of her exposed chest skin.

"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on," I said in a low whisper as I moved in. My actions were slow and methodical. Each touch was filled with purpose. I started with her toes, leaving soft kisses that travelled up her calves and along her thighs. By the time I reached her hips, she was a quivering mess, her breaths coming out in ragged pants. My rock-hard dick leaked a string of clear precum onto these sheets, more evidence of how badly I needed to be buried inside her.

"Mark," she gasped as my lips wrapped around a particularly sensitive spot on her inner thigh. "Please."

I grinned against her skin, a mischievous naughty glisten filling my eyes. But I didn't make her wait any longer. My fingers ghosted over her rosebud, teasing and tantalizing until I thought she'd go mad from the pleasure, her toes curling with every touch.

She whimpered as I wrapped my pouty lips around her pussy lips, lips on lips, my tongue digging past the warm cave, teeth gently biting on her soft flesh.

"You like that, baby? Like it when I devour you whole?"

"I fucking love that," she purred as I went back down. I dropped my head, closed my eyes, and let myself float off into the sea, the music of Giulia above me the only thing reminding me I was actually close to shore.

The match was lit; the flames in our bodies crackled.

My soul craved more. I came up to see her eyes glistened with tears, a beautiful painting of perfection that made me impatient.

"What was that you were saying about fucking me?" she asked, almost breathless from my tongue session.

"Are you ready for that?" I grinned, tearing off the items of clothing on me.

"More than ready," she panted, thrusting her hips up, pressing herself against me. "I need it."

I didn't say another word, spitting on my fingers and bringing it to her bud. She gasped, opening her legs wider and moving back on the bed so I could fully get on.

The world shrunk to the space between us, the universe solely consisting of Giulia and me, our desperate breaths the only sound in the vastness.

"Mark," she said, her voice clogged with need. "Please, give it to me." She reached for my cock, stroking me as our lips crashed together. We broke from the kiss, and Giulia's perfect face flushed red. I positioned myself at her entrance, the head of my thick cock teasing her, slipping inside. She shivered with pleasure, my skin prickling with goosebumps.

"Fuck, baby, look at how your pussy just takes me," I whispered, my voice a throaty growl laden with desire. I had to remind myself not to dive forward and go to town. Control… I had to be in control of myself.

I pushed into her slowly, steadily, every inch of me filling her up, stretching her in the most delicious of ways, her warmth a familiar welcome. The sensation was overwhelming. But I had to be in control.

"You okay?" I murmured against her lips, pulling back just enough to search her beautiful eyes for any sign of discomfort.

She clenched around me, nodding, her hands drawing lines on my lower back. "Yes, Mark, more than okay. Please, fuck me. Hard."

"Since you asked so nicely," I said, smirking devilishly.

With that, I began to thrust, deep, and hard, setting a rhythm that was slow and deliberate, each push and pull designed to draw out the pleasure for as long as possible. Her mouth found mine, our tongues dancing together in time with our bodies.

The feeling moving inside me was pure bliss, and every touch, every kiss, only served to heighten the sensation.

"God, Lia," I groaned, my breath hot against her neck. "You feel so good, so tight. I can't... I can't hold on much longer."

She clenched against me again and whispered, "You're welcome to flood me."

That was all it took. With a final thrust, I spilt into her, my body tensing as I rode out the waves of my climax. She clung to me, her release crashing over her a moment later, body quaking like a rolling avalanche.