Chapter 10
I was over at his place. It was rustic and homely, yet still masculine, with a lot of wood and concrete. Floating shelves and cantilevers that all blended in so well and held the place together. How could a place look so ordinary, yet so magical at once?
Cristo truly was an artist.
“I still can’t understand what happened,” he breathed. “She backed out on her own, just like that.”
I shrugged, “I just wanted her to prepare for the worst.”
“And…and you stood up for me. In front of my parents.”
“As any decent person should.”
“No one’s done that for me before, Lilith.”
I looked at him from under my lashes, skin buzzing and alive with each wave of heat that rolled off him and towards me. He was a good three feet away but he felt so close at that precise moment. On separate couches diagonal from each other around the coffee table. He was right in front of me and I could reach out to touch him if I could.
“Now that your parents and Suzan are out of the way,” I sighed and got up from the couch, “Blair is the only one we need to get rid of.”
My eyes found him as he looked off distantly, lost in what I could only assume were memories. Probably of Blair, and maybe not great ones. He looked pained.
“Cristo,” I whispered to him. “You know you can tell me the whole truth about you and Blair, right?”
He turned his head to me with a fire in his eyes that set me ablaze. Getting up from his seat, he inched towards me with a look of determination on his face. “I don’t want to think about Blair right now.”
“Okay, so what do you want to talk about instead?”
He took a deep breath and his hand slipped onto my cheek. He towered above me as his thumb rested under my lip, pulling it down ever so slightly as his eyes scanned my face with…with a longing that I’d missed so much.
“Hugo,” he demanded softly, “what does he mean to you?”
“A mistake,” I whispered with a quiver in my voice. “One that I’m glad I never went all the way through with.”
“You swear?”
“I promise you on my life, nothing happened.”
He smiled at me and then he grabbed my wrists pulling me towards him. Moments later, I was in his arms, filled with desire, my breath hitching with anticipation. I didn’t wait around, I just kissed him hard, with an insatiable hunger that only he could satisfy. I had missed his lips so much. Cristo didn’t hold back either, he held my face and was devouring my lips just as desperately. I moaned into his mouth, frantically shoving his jacket off his shoulders as we were moving awkwardly towards the bedroom. He continued to ravage my mouth with his, barely pausing long enough to take a breath. I could smell his spicy, masculine cologne that I had been longing to inhale again for so long.
I couldn’t get enough of him as he palmed my breasts. My breaths were coming in long, deep pulls, my chest rising and pressing even closer to him.
“Lilith, you’re driving me insane. Tell me, do you enjoy making me furious?” he rasped, literally ripping my blouse apart, so all the buttons scattered across the floor. I was a hot mess as my sex throbbed. I had never wanted or been more ready for anyone more than I was for him right in that moment.
“Stop talking and just fuck me already,” I demanded in a husky, lust filled voice, as his shirt was next to fall to the floor and I caressed his sculpted, bare chest wth my hands, before firmly dragging my nails across his nipples and then going back over the area with the soft pads of my fingertips.
His pupils dilated and he took a sharp draw of breath, pushing me backwards onto the bed. I didn’t even realise we had got to the bedroom already. The heat ravaged my soul and went straight to my core. Cristo was mad and I knew that this meant he wasn’t going to go easy on me. I wasn’t sure I wanted him to anyway.
“I want you to get on all fours and slide that skirt off, so I can really enjoy the view,” he ordered, unbuckling his belt and rolling it part way around his hand, leaving a short ‘tail’ of leather hanging from his grasp. Oh dear lord! I had never been more turned on in my life, his eyes were shimmering with fire and I knew if I didn’t obey his clear commands, he would punish me. I had never imagined how much I would enjoy it when he ordered me around. I bit down on my bottom lip and climbed onto the bed. I still had my bra and skirt on. I’d put on stockings this morning, not even dreaming that this could happen, that I would be taking kinky orders from Cristo. I seductively shimmied my hips to wriggle out of the skirt as he had commanded, leaving me in nothing but lingerie.
I was breathing hard, watching him watching me, as he went around, enjoying me from every angle before situating himself right behind me at the foot of the bed.
“Good girl, now, don’t look at me or I will punish you,” he said and I whimpered, wondering how much more I could take. Just then, I felt his weight dip the bed under his knee and his hand went to my backside, caressing the sensitive skin until my whole body was covered with goosebumps before he took his hand away and firmly smacked my ass with the belt tip. He rubbed out the sting with his free hand before doing it twice more for good measure. “Next time there will be no hesitation. Is that clear?” His gravelly voice boomed. “Oooh yes sir!” I gasped in response.
He then slid his hand along my back and unhooked my bra, slipping his hands around to the front so that his fingers tweaked my hardened nipple. I arched my head backwards, feeling the pressure building inside me. Cristo just loved seeing me like this, and maybe I deserved this slow, sensual torture after all.
He drew his hands from my chest, across my rib cage, down the sides of my waist, until he reached my stocking clad thighs where he dragged his finger tips under the crease of my arse cheeks. My body was screaming for more.
“Cristo, please,” I begged him outright now; so completely aroused and totally lost in the frenzy of lust. He still hovered over me from behind.
“Do you want me to touch you Lilith? Tell me, how much do you want this? Where do you want this” he whispered into my ear and then nibbled on the lobe. My whole body trembled with anticipation and arousal.
“No, yes, everywhere! I just want you to fuck me hard,” I panted, frustrated and he laughed out loud. I was ready to simply turn around and pull him on top of me, but then his finger caressed my folds and I yelped, feeling like I was going to come there and then.
“You’re so warm and wet for me … so ready,” he whispered, massaging my clit. The rippling tension was growing as the heat made me want to beg him for even more. Moments later he was pulling my panties down and then I felt him behind me, teasing me with his enormous erection. “Lilith this will be hard and fast. You have been very naughty and I simply can’t forget that.”
I was just about to scream out my apology and tell him that I had been an idiot when he entered me hard and fast. I cried out, I had missed this so much.
“Cristo,” I moaned as he thrusted himself into me, making me lose my fucking mind and turning me into a slave to his desires. He wasn’t messing around either, he was picking up the pace already moving his hands to my hips to grip on tightly. It definitely wouldn’t take very long before I broke apart. I was breathless and my heartbeat raced, my body was arched up. I was on sensory overload. It was too much, too hard, too explosive, Cristo was wrenching me apart.
“You’re perfect and all mine. I’m not going to share you with anyone ever again. Do you understand that Lilith!” he shouted as he was pushing his erection into my entrance, fucking me so hard until I couldn’t take it anymore.
I was trying to formulate coherent words but ended up just screaming his name as my orgasm hit. He pulled my body tightly towards his, so that my back was secured against his chest. We were both lost in the moment, his hands were on my breasts as he was still fucking me from behind. I was climaxing, he followed shortly after and we were both lost in the waves of ecstasy for a good while after before beginning it all over again.
I don’t know how long we fucked for, all I remember was collapsing onto the bed feeling achy yet thoroughly satisfied. Cristo laid on his side watching me trying to get my breathing back under control as I drifted into a happy little doze. I felt him kissing my shoulder gently and this brought me back round with a lazy smile.
“How was that?” he rasped into my ear, pulling the covers up over us.
“Hmmm …”
“That good huh,” he laughed. “I’m not even done yet Lilith. We have a very long day and night ahead of us.”