Chapter 147: Beautiful Destruction
Chapter 147: Beautiful Destruction
Adriano
The moment was beautiful, she was beautiful and I was about to have her in a way she has never been taken before. Satisfied and pulling my fingers out of her anal, I gauged her reaction and encouraged her to watch as I poured much more lube onto the palm of my hand.
It never hurt to use too much but I knew just from stroking my dick with my fist that having to be slow with her would be both hell and heaven all at once. There was just one last thing I needed, reaching over with my non-slippery hand. I grabbed one of my thicker pillows before encouraging her to lift her hips and sliding the object right below her ass.
Her body tilted to the perfect angel at the change, her eyes blown and full of needs as her gaze flitted between mine and my dick.
"Ready, Camila?" I asked, restraints clear in my voice as I shifted forward a little bit.
Despite her obvious eagerness and anticipation, I could see she couldn't fully quell the nervousness inside her. It was understandable which was why I remained still, rubbing my free hand up and down her leg.
"You are in control, princess. You determine the pace and tell me what you like."
She nodded and a sigh to relax herself was her response, her hands moving to rest on her stomach in a sign of trust. She showed only desire as I pressed the tip of my cock to her back entrance, moving myself around the tight rim before ever so slowly pushing inside.
Almost instantly, I felt her body tense up, my movements halting as I continued to stroke her skin with my hands.
"Are you okay?" I check in, my fingers moving to gently play with her nipples and forcing myself to remain still at how good she felt.
Yes, this was pure torture yet the most beautiful form of sin.
"Yes, sorry." She panted, her eyes pinching shut in concentration.
"You can move now." She said and I felt the instant her muscles relaxed around me, allowing me to slide just a little deeper inside. This time, I was able to get a little farther before her body once again restricted me.
"I have got you." I encouraged, not allowing her any time to feel bad about freezing up.
This is about her and I knew just how hard it was to adjust to all of these new sensations. Deciding to pull out all the way, I applied even more lube on my length before pushing back in, groaning at how her hole tried to pull me into her.
It took everything in me to go as slow as possible, despite how desperately I wanted to plunge right into her in a single thrust. This was a process, no doubt but I was patient as I waited over and over again for her to relax into my touch. My hands were shaking a little bit once I was about half way inside her, holding myself still and digging my fingers into her hips to control my instincts.
"Please, Adriano." She shook her head, loosening around me.
"Keep going, I am good." Her lashes were wet with tears, her face flushed with arousal.
I could only focus on that and the way our bodies melded perfectly together, slowly pressing my hips forward and paying keen attention to every desperate sound that fell from her perfect lips. This time was different, her body accepting me as I rolled my hips deeper. Both of us were shaking at this point, my grip sure to bruise when I eventually got as close to her as we could be.
My final thrust was as our hips connected, closing the gap between us entirely. The feeling of her made me stilling my every movement, whimpers leaving her mouth as we pushed to readjust.
Nothing has ever felt so good as this, as good as her. There was no going back now and as I drew my hips back, nothing stopped me as I drove back into her. My pulse quickened immensely from the sound of our shared pleasure.
"More," she pleaded when I fully began to move, still taking my time so I didn't hurt her.
She begged and begged for more and slowly breaking apart beneath me as I filled her with my cock, fucking every thought from her mind. There was only one thing that mattered and it was us.
"Fúck, you are perfect." I cursed, leaning forward and cupping the side of her face, tears beginning to soak her cheeks and now my hand.
I all but forced her down as I continued to stroke her, gradually increasing my speed at a pace I knew would keep this enjoyable for her. She likes the pain, so I brought it and the only thing keeping her from sliding up the bed was my unrelenting grip.
"You feel so good, Camilla. So fucking good."
My fingers dug into her side, using her thighs to pull her closer as my thrust grew more forceful. I meant it earlier when I said she was an addict, my mind getting high off the sound of her moans and the softness of her touch and most especially, the lavender scent of her body. I was fucking addicted to this woman and the taste of that craving was dangerously blissful.
"Oh my goodness, Adriano!" She cried out my name, knowing our stomachs were tightening with every frantic movement and desperation coiling tighter and tighter within us.
With both of our breaths labored, our pleasure threatened to burst from us and my hand came down between our bodies. My thumb found her swollen clit and circled in time with my thrusts and that was all it took for her. She screamed, her muscles spasming as she jerked and tensed up before everything rushed out in a single sweep.
Her release messily soaked the two of us, my hands having to hold her down as I pounded her ass and chased my own pleasure. My limb shook and my vision blurred from the feeling of her cuming, my forehead resting against her arched chest as I thrust for more time before I followed her over the edge.
She clung to me as I spilled myself into her, tears staining her cheeks as she trembled beneath me. I could barely keep from collapsing onto her, her ass milking every drop of my sperm from my sensitive body.
"Shit!" She let out a small laugh, whimpering as my dick slipped off her tight hole.
"I don't know it could feel like that." She mumbled.
My breath was still heavy as my release slowly dripped out of her, my cock threatening to harden all over again from the sight alone. It was much too soon for that though, instead rolled onto my side and guided her legs to remain intertwined with mine. I would not be letting her go for a long time.
"Me either," I panted, my hand caressing the side of her face as her eyes stared up at mine.
They were sated and filled with warmth, stunning brighter because of her tears. That single look had the power to bring me to ruin and she didn't even know it. She is my beautiful destruction.
"How are you feeling now?" I asked, noticing her eyes grow heavier with each passing second as I glanced over her flushed skin.
"I am sore," she muttered, a soft breath leaving her lips.
"And tired but mostly, I am really happy." That is all I could ever want.
I felt the same in more ways than one but instead of expressing it in words, I did what I do best, using my actions and pulling my girl into a slow and deep kiss. She relaxed against me as our lips moved languidly together, unhurried and at total ease with each other. Neither of us pulled away for a long time and even when we eventually did, we never strayed far.
We spent some time fixing both the bed and ourselves, parting for only a few seconds in between but at the end of the night, the only thoughts that remained were of the other. Everything felt right as her small body was tucked close to mine, her dark eyelashes fluttered shut in tiredness. She is by my side and while I knew sleep would not find me tonight, I don't mind staying up. This day is something I could never forget.
So, I remained awake, allowing myself for the first time in years to embrace what true happiness felt like with my only thoughts being about the blond haired woman sleeping in my arms.
Nothing felt more happy than the sight of her in my arms right now.
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