Chapter 128 Camilla’s Pov.
I closed my eyes, arching my back from the sensational pleasure I felt as I bit my lip.
Àlvaro watched me with unwavering focus, his lips parted. I can see how tense his body is following my hand. I breathed out, determined to give him the best show of his life.
I moaned, my hips moving in slow circles, swirling around my fingers, chasing the orgasm I so desperately needed.
“You're soaking wet.” He spoke distractedly. His gaze was fixed only on my movement as if nothing else mattered. “You're so close, aren't you, dirty girl? All it takes is one little touch and you're ready.”
I cried out, nodding in response as my fingers moved faster over my clit. It feels so good but I needed more. I inserted a finger inside me and my pussy clenched around my finger, feeling my orgasm draw closer.
I found the strength to look at Àlvaro, fjbding him sucking air back between his teeth as he stroked his cock through his boxers. He was in a trance and I was doing this to him.
“I never said to put a finger inside your pussy but you're a needy slut, desperate to have her hole filled, aren't you? Huh?” Àlvaro groaned, his eyes burning with desire and lust as I kept fucking myself with my fingers. I was so close.
Slipping my finger in and out of my pussy as my thumb pressed against my clit, I knew he was right. I'm a slut for him and there's something so sexy and seductive about knowing that I'm doing this for his eyes alone. Seeing the bulge in his boxers that painfully wanted me.
“Keep talking.” I moaned, pushing a second finger inside me, filling me up. My stomach clenched, imagining it's Àlvaro's fingers instead. Him touching me, pleasing me, possessing me. “Please.”
“Such a naughty girl.” There was mockery in his voice. I barely opened my eyes to look at him between my open legs to see him leaning back with a hand holding his cock and a dark smile on his face. “You love it when I talk like that, don't you?”
“Yes.” I moaned, feeling the familiar pleasure welling up in my stomach. I began to finger myself faster, moving my hips against my fingers.
“I bet being my whore is a turn on for you as well, isn't it, chica?” His husky voice echoed through the silence in the room and it aimed right at my pussy making me squirm in pleasure as my thumb brought be almost to my end, playing with my clit. “You like being my girlfriend in public and my personal whore behind closed doors, don't you?”
“Yes.” I called out a mixture of moans. I was almost there.
“Prove it.” He challenged me but I was already lost in my own world. “Come with my name on your lips while your fingers fuck that tight little pussy of yours.”
It was like a command that shook my whole body to its core. I cried out, closing my eyes as a hot wave of pleasure spread on every nerve inside me as my back arched, my pussy rippling around my fingers. I came hard, moaning Àlvaro's name like my life depended on it.
I was a panting mess on the bed, my pussy still throbbing as I collapsed on the sheets. My legs shook and my heart was pounding fast against my chest.
Àlvaro got up from the chair and with a few steps, he was on the bed, his rough hands opening my thighs. When I managed to focus my eyes on him, he was already completely naked, his cock big and hard against his abs.
He gave me one last playful grin before disappearing between my legs and I had a perfect view of his muscular back. His eyes stayed locked on mine as he licked my pussy, not leaving a single spot untouched by his mouth.
I cried out in pleasure trying to keep eye contact but his tongue possessed my clit down to my entrance, lapping up my release and licking my pussy like a starved man.
“Such a good girl.” He mumbled against my clit, sending vibrations down my body as he pulled me closer to his mouth. “That was so fucking hot, my love.”
It was so hard for me to concentrate on his words, as his tongue was about to bring me to a second orgasm and I still hadn't recovered from the first one.
“But I think you can give me one more.” His tongue swirled around my clit. “This time, you're going to cum in my mouth with my fingers inside you.” He slid one finger inside me, making me curl my back into the mattress, pressing his mouth even Hardee against me. “It's only fair, right chica?”
Àlvaro wasn't expecting an answer. He was doing it to see the effect he had on me. His hair fell in front of his face and I could only see the shadow of his lips locked around my clit as his eyes were focused down where his finger disappeared inside me.
“Yess. That's a fucking good girl.” He began to slowly fuck me with his fingers, hitting the spot I could never reach myself that sends me to another universe. “I can't wait to fuck you, to feel you squeezing my cock just like you're doing with my finger right now.”
“Oh damn it.” I moaned, my hands digging into his scalp, pulling his mouth to where I needed him the most. I was so close to being rocked by a second orgasm. “Please Àlvaro. I'm so close.”
He added another finger, torturing me in the sweetest way possible. His fingers slid in and out of me as his tongue played with my clit and that's the fucking combination that makes me lose my damn mind.
“Give it to me, baby.” He challenged me, licking like a hungry man. “Cum in my fucking mouth.”
And that's what I did. I came even harder, bucking my hips against his mouth as I screamed his name again. I was in heaven. In another dimension that only Àlvaro could help me reach.
Two orgasms were enough to blur my vision and drain my strength to the fullest. I could barely breathe. I could barely keep my eyes open. Àlvaro and his dirty mouth. But oh, it was so magical.
A man like him is both your worst nightmare and the best thing that can ever happen to you in your life.
He didn't even let me recover before his lips smashed against mine in an open kiss, letting me taste myself on his tongue as he penetrated me with one hard thrust.
We both moaned into the kiss. His hands were on each side of my head for support as he thrust into me while mine were wrapped around his neck, playing with his hair. My legs were wrapped around his torso, allowing him to go deep into me, to take everything he wanted from me.
“Fuck, you always feel so good.” He moaned against my lips, kissing me until it kept me breathless. His thrusts were not rough, but slow, rhythmic and it felt so good. He filled me up perfectly in a slow, sweet way. He kissed every inch of my face as our bodies were moving in sync just as our hearts. “I missed being inside you.”
“I missed you too.” I whispered against his lips as he made a deep thrust that made me gasp and cling to him. “So, so much.”
Something flashed inside his eyes and his thrusts became rougher and I opened my legs wide, allowing him to have me as he pleased.
I was his, he was mine. Nothing can ever compare to this, to him. Before I knew it, I was lost in lust, need, and my feelings as the words spilled out of my mouth with his oncoming thrust.
“I love you.”
The moment those words echoed in the room, he froze inside me, stunned, while his eyes roamed my face with his mouth slightly open. Panic gripped my body that I had ruined thus magical moment but how do I keep it locked inside me when everytime he looked at me I wanted to scream it for the whole world to hear? I love him. I love him like the sky love the stars. I love him like I never imagined I could love anyone.
I didn't plan it.
Who the fuck plans to fall in love with their kidnapper? It all just happened suddenly before my eyes and now he's ruined me for anyone else.
We kept eye contact while I tried to read the emotion on his face but it was impossible. He was still inside me but he wasn't moving anymore. I panicked. I'm such an idiot.
His hand touched my face and I closed my eyes for a moment, leaning against his palm. When I opened them, his face was soft, calm, warm and full of life.
“Say it again.” He muttered in a soft voice, burying his head in my neck and kissing me there.
“I love you, Àlvaro.” He pounded into me, stretching me out with his cock to the fullest, making me moan in his arms. “I love you so much.”
“Again.”
With a smile on my face, I said it again and again as he was fucking me slowly with the perfect combination of lust and need, his hand holding my face in his as if he was holding his whole world in his palm.
“Never stop saying it.” He whispered against my lips with his next thrust. “I beg you.”
“I won't, baby.” I smiled, my voice a combination between a moan and a whisper. “I promise.”
He needed to hear it. He needed to know that he was loved by me and that gave him peace of mind. I can see it written on his face. He doesn't have to worry though. I'll forever remind him of how much he's loved by me. I'm here to stay.
Our moans filled the room as one. The bed creaked beneath us as he fucked me with passion and desire like never before. We're one, our bodies, our hearts, our souls.
And when he came with a groaning moan and my name on his lips, resting his swaty muscular body on top of mine, I felt peace. This man belonged in my arms just as much as I do in his.
I caressed his hair while he was still recovering from his high. Minutes passed by before he got his head up lazily enough to lock his eyes with mine and his lips curled into a thin smile.
“I never knew what love is and I've never loved anyone.” His gaze wandered around my face and I held my breath. “But I'm ready to go through hell for you and burn the fucking world just to show you the lights if you ask me to. I'm going to kill anyone who dares to take you away from me by giving him a slow and painful death. If this is what it feels like to love someone, then I'm fucking in love and obsessed with you in the most twisted way, Camilla.”
A smile settled on my face. My heart was about to jump out but I let him finish, memorizing his words into my mind.
“I love you.” He caressed my face with a small smile on his lips.
I laughed through tears, pulling him closer, our lips touched. “Just shut up and kiss me.”
“Yes ma'am.”
And he kissed me, taking my breath away like he does with every kiss.
We made love all night and hearing Àlvaro say ‘I love you’ as he comes inside me was my new obsession.