Chapter 10: Craving and fulfillment

Sydney:

I stared at the more than obvious purple hickey on my neck. I can't go to work like this!

I blew out a huge sigh and flipped open my bathroom mirror, digging out my concealer.

What happened last week was a mistake, a big mistake.

Then why did it feel so damn good?

After that night I shot out of Ramon's tempting hands, he had been a permanent feature in my dreams, coming to me as soon as my eyes closed, his rough, warm hands sliding over my skin, his skilled tongue warming the sensitive skin of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. I always woke up in a cold sweat, my pussy throbbing in time with my heartbeat. I was beyond turned on.

Fuck! I shouldn't have kissed him, now I've gotten myself in this mess.

I got out of that house as fast as I could the next day, getting back to my apartment in Central London. Today was my first day back at work since the wedding and as far as I know, Ramon had gone back to Italy.

I was torn about that, a part of me wanted him to stay here, while the other wanted him as far away from me as possible.

I honestly don't know which part of me was winning.

I put the finishing touches on my concealer and peered at the end result. Satisfactory.

Straightening my rough lilac lace top and coal black slitted work skirt, I grabbed my blazer and purse before dashing out, my black pumps echoing on the wooden floor.

In no time, I pulled into the parking lot of my law firm and rode the elevator to my office on the thirteenth floor. My secretary enlightened me on my appointments for today and I got to work, effectively distracting myself for hours until I noticed the darkness outside my office window.

I sighed, time to go back to my lonely apartment. Astrid and I used to be roommates before she became Mrs. Camelio, so naturally after a week apart I was still apprehensive about going back to an empty apartment.

Sucks to be single, I guess.

The drive back to my lonely apartment was uneventful, I unlocked my door and immediately started on dinner for myself, Microwaved Lasagna and a glass of chardonnay.

What a hermit move.

I scarfed down whatever I could and refrained myself from finishing the bottle of wine in one go.

Time for some entertainment I flopped onto my bed, stretching my muscles, God I need a massage.

I need more than a massage, I need a bottle of Patron and Ramon's tongue in me. Goddamn him and his ridiculously sexy Italian accent. I bet he'll be fantastic in bed.

I groaned, just thinking about him made me horny. That's just what I needed right now. Sighing I drew myself up to my bedside table, I opened the drawer and dug out my recently underused vibrator.

Desperate me bought this a few years ago, and so far, it had been good to me, although I missed the real thing.

Now was not the time to reminisce.

I unhooked my skirt and dragged my panties down my legs, trying to ignore my annoying wetness.

I laid back and started my ministrations, slowly rubbing the tip of the toy against my over sensitive clit. The feeling was priceless. My toes curled as I switched it on with a flick of my thumb, swallowing my little squeak as the vibrations coursed through me, making me impossibly wetter.

Fuck! This felt so good.

I quickly got frustrated and slid the slick vibrating shaft deep into me, the resulting moan I gave, I was pretty sure my next door neighbors heard, but I didn't give a flying fuck. All I cared about was now, this moment, this unforgettable feeling of being thoroughly filled.

My eyes closed and a face came into view behind my eyelids, dark glossy hair, sharp angular chin with sexy stubble, pink full lips and enthralling honey colored eyes. I was fantasizing about the sexiest man alive and he was fucking me.

"Oh Ramon!" I moaned as I thrust the toy deeper and deeper into my hungry pussy, feeling my muscles clench and unclench around it. The only sounds in my bedroom are my moans and the slight hum of the vibrator.

Behind my eyelids, Ramon was fucking me, his sharp thrusts in tune with my hand, bringing me closer and closer to a massive orgasm.

Before I knew it, I was bucking wildly, riding the toy, thrusting it deeper and deeper into me. This would be the last time I would think of Ramon like this, using him as my sex fantasy.

"Oh yesssss, Ramon!!!!"

I came in an instant, gasping for air yet feeling completely and utterly unfulfilled.

What I heard next scared the living crap out of me.

"Sweetness?" I heard a horribly familiar baritone call out from the hallway in front of my partially open bedroom door.

"Ramon?!" I called out breathless. Am I dreaming? Did I come so hard my fantasies came to life?

"What are you doing dear?"

Masturbating to you "Um Nothing" I replied, scrambling out of bed and trying to find my knickers.

What the fuck is he doing here? How did he get into my apartment?

And most importantly, did he hear me call his name when I came?

I could feel my ears burning from embarrassment and I haven't even faced him yet.

I slid on my knickers and a pair of my silk sleep shorts before hurrying to the door, trying not to look guilty.

I pushed open the door and swallowed, it was truly him and he looked delicious. He wore a navy blue three button blazer over a pitch black soft looking turtleneck and matching slacks, a gold stud shone in his ear. His dark stubble was thicker, framing his impressive jaw, his hair hanging into his blazing honey eyes.

I felt my clit throb, damn his sexiness.

His expression was steely but I could see the humor and lust in his eyes.

"H-how- What are you doing here?" I stammered out, my face heating up.

"Astrid sent me" he replied simply, his deep voice vibrating through me.

He held up a white shopping bag in his hand, "Souvenirs from Italy"

"They're back? So soon?" I asked

"They wanted to spend the rest of their honeymoon in Ascot or that's what she told me" he replied dryly, his eyes inspecting me from head to toe.

"H-how did you get into my apartment?"

He lifted his other hand, a ring of keys dangling from it. "She gave me her keys to return to you."

"You didn't have to do this, she could have just called me and I could have dropped by and picked them up."

"I volunteered to do it," he cut in.

"Why?"

He stepped closer to me, his frame towering over me "Because I wanted to see you."

I gulped.

"I wanted to ask you something" he continued, taking another step, practically pushing me up against my door jamb. His smell assaulted my senses, he smelt of pure musk with a hint of alluring citrus, made me want to bury my nose in his neck and breath him in.

"What did you want to ask me?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

"Why did you run from me Mio Amore?" His voice a breathy whisper, making my little resolve melt.

"I-I.. Why are you asking me this?" I stammered out, overwhelmed by his closeness.

"Because…I want to make sure you won't run again," he paused, his eyes darkening as he peered down at me, our faces getting increasingly closer to each other. "I want to do so many dirty things to you Sweetheart, you can't even imagine how much I want you"

I bit my lip, his words sending pleasurable tingles right down to my throbbing clit. I was beyond turned on right now.

His now whiskey-colored eyes stared at me with such intensity, it was unnerving.

"I heard you calling my name as you fucked your sweet cunt" he paused and smirked "I bet I can make you scream when I fuck you, you want that, don't you sweetness?"

Fuck! I was never a fan of dirty talk but now, hearing Ramon talk like that, made my pussy sing.

"I bet you'll be so fucking tight, and sweet like honey. Thinking about that makes me so goddamn hard for you baby." He punctuated that by grabbing my hand and placing it over his rock-hard crotch.

I bit my lip again. He felt huge beneath his slacks, hard male flesh I wanted so bad in me.

He'll probably go so deep in me and stretch me so much. My knees buckled just thinking about it.

Before I could register what was going on, my hand gave a small involuntary squeeze. His soft moan was all the incentive I needed.

"Fuck baby, do that again" his voice was a sexy growl now, his eyes dark.

I gave another squeeze, harder this time. His eyes closed and his head dropped down to my neck, his soft lips trailing kisses from behind my ear down to my collarbone. I melted against him, my other hand coming up to thread in his silky hair.

I could feel his hands going up my hips, slipping underneath the waistband of my shorts. He kneaded my ass, pushing me flush against him, his huge erection pressing into my lower abdomen.

I gave a soft moan, loving the feel of his hands on my skin.

The bag of souvenirs laid forgotten in the hallway as we tumbled into the bedroom, ripping off clothes as we went. I stood on my mattress, in my half bra and my matching panties, trying to undo his belt. His shirt was discarded somewhere I couldn't care less about.

His hands were trailing up my skin distracting me, sending tingles down my spine. Suddenly he grabbed my chin, tilting my lips to his "Give me a kiss" he muttered before claiming my lips.

The kiss was slow and sensual, intense enough to have my toes curling. I moaned into his mouth when his tongue stroked mine, giving me a preview of his alluring taste.

His fingers dug into my ass cheek, pushing me into him. Fuck! He's making me so fucking wet for him, my panties were soaked.

I nipped his bottom lip and suckled on his tongue, drawing a deep growl from him, one that made my legs buckle.

"You vixen" he breathed out as we separated

I smirked.

In a flash, the rest of our clothes were gone and I laid beneath him, a victim to his expert hands and lips. I moaned as he bit down on my sensitive nipples, my hands threading in his lush, curly hair.

When his fingers sank into me, my eyes rolled back in pleasure. His thumb rubbed my clit slowly as he fucked me with his fingers.

I cursed, arching my back as he increased the pressure on my clit, his fingers stroking that spot in me that made me see stars.

"So fucking tight," Ramon growled, his warm breath blowing against the skin of my chest, making my nipples pebble.

I came all over his fingers, my legs shaking with the intensity of my orgasm, I moaned his name, still floating on my personal cloud nine.

He smirked at me before rising on his haunches over me, aligning himself with my slick opening. Dimly I wondered how all of him was going to fit in me. I panicked for a moment.

He noticed and he leaned down and pressed a small kiss at the corner of my lips "Relax darling" he soothed.

Then his hips surged forward slowly, sliding into me, stretching me inch by inch.

I gasped at the small blossom of pain I felt but it died down when he bottomed out in me, our hips meeting.

"Fuck, you're squeezing me so tight love" he growled against my ear, his weight pressing me into the bed, my breasts flattened against his chest. I wrapped my arms around his neck, moaning my pleasure. I was so full, as I predicted he went so deep in me.

He rose upwards, hovering over me as he started thrusting, slow and deep.

I could feel every inch of him and I loved it.

His whiskey eyes bored into mine as he continued thrusting into me, speeding up a bit. This felt so intimate, our deep eye contact, our hands joined at opposite sides of my head.

He wasn't fucking me, he was making love to me.

And I loved every minute of it.

I watched the muscles of his chest contract as he thrust powerfully into me, his hips meeting mine with a wet smack, I watched as he threw his head back and moaned when I squeezed him hard.

I loved the small vicious smile he gave me before he sped up his thrusts, slamming into me hard and fast, his eyes never leaving mine.

"You look so beautiful Amore, so goddamn beautiful "he groaned out, biting his lip slightly as he continued fucking me.

I moaned at his compliment, loving the way his deep voice sent tingles down my spine.

My legs jerked and shook as my orgasm neared, my lower abdomen spasming with the intensity.

"I'm going to come" I managed out, trying to ignore how my vision had started to go white at the edges.

I was going to pass out. This pleasure was too much for me.

"Oh fuck" I heard him curse above me but I couldn't see him.

With a shriek, I came, my body spasming, and jerking, my breath coming in short, shallow gasps. Suddenly everything was still, my vision black. I was beyond peaceful. The giant waves of extreme pleasure rolled through me, drawing me deeper into a comatose state.

Dimly I could hear and feel Ramon, I could hear his groans as he thrust deep into me before cursing harshly in Italian. I could feel his scalding cum bathing my insides and hear his heavy breathing.

And that was the last thing I heard before slipping deeper into sleep.

~*~

I woke to Ramon calling my name, tapping my cheek softly. Slowly my eyes fluttered open, my gaze immediately landing on his beautiful features, he looked worried.

I beamed sleepily at him "Hey" I hummed.

He blinked and the worry cleared from his face, "Hey" he replied, his tone amused "You passed out sweetheart"

I licked my dry lips slowly, confused "I did? How long was I out?"

"About 5 minutes"

I giggled and sat up, my pussy was still throbbing, both from the immense pleasure I just received and from need for this sex god lying beside me, staring up at me with wonder in his eyes. God, he really fucked me good.

"Are you alright baby?" He asked softly and I nodded, yawning slightly.

He sat up beside me and pressed a soft kiss to my shoulder, his hand slipping down to cup my cunt, his long fingers rubbing my clit.

"Shit!" I cursed before moaning.

"I wanted to ask you something, you don't have to give me an answer now, you can think about it" he whispered huskily to me and I nodded hurriedly, eager to stop with the talking.

"I'm going back to Italy tomorrow and I want you to come with me"

Okay, that shocked me out of my pleasure cloud.