The Whys
She gave a squeal as he suddenly flipped her, so she was lengthwise on the bench of the leather upholstery.
“Naughty Zorah.” His eyes widened as he moved to lift the skirt of the dress she wore, “Zorah Maria Lucchesi, you flew in the airplane wearing no underwear?”
She grinned unabashedly, “Sidonia mentioned something about a mile high club. I didn’t know what it meant and she, Shay and Keturah were making fun of me. I was kind of hoping you would have made a move on me on the plane, but you were too busy yapping with my father and uncles.” She pushed at his shoulders, “get busy.”
His eyes were glinting with unbridled joy at her playfulness. “You wanted to join the mile high club?”
“I did but now we’re simply going to do the mile per hour club. Get at it. It’s been an entire day or two since you made me come.”
“Mile per hour club,” he chortled as he brushed his finger along her bare flesh and then began kissing the inside of her thigh, his laugh drifting away as he gave her a hot stare. “Damn, amoré, I love you. Look at how pretty you are,” he was bent at his waist as she shuffled towards the door of the car, propped against the panel, “already wet for me, your husband.”
Zorah closed her eyes, a sigh of relief escaping her lips as Icaro pressed his lips to her naked flesh. He eagerly drew his tongue through her folds, a rumbling groan reverberating through his chest as he tasted her. Her fingers delved deep into his hair as he pushed her labia aside, his chin rough from his unshaven chin rubbing her sensitive skin. The way he consumed her was like wildfire on dry tinder, and she let her leg fall wide while hooking the other leg around his neck. Her shoe hung off her toes as she lifted her hips to meet his thrusting tongue.
The raunchy sounds of sucking and slurping at one time would have made her blush harder than a virginal choir girl who’d never so much as looked at a man for sex, yet she was no longer that girl. Sweet, innocent Zorah Esposito who would have rather died than be caught in such a position was now in a moving car, with a man between her thighs while two other men were in the front seat and despite the closed off windows, she knew they knew. She didn’t care. Everything Icaro Lucchesi wanted to do to her, she was open and accepting of and the scent, sounds and hunger of the man devouring her pussy was sexy, erotic, and all-consuming. The way he took his time to give her pleasure helped blur the distance to home and with his diligence she was in a mindless swirl of bliss.
“There, Icaro, right there,” she begged as his fingers joined the fray, penetrating her deep and true, curling into her. Her head fell back, her face tilted towards the tinted window of the sunroof as a visceral moan pulled deep from her chest and her entire body shuddered. Her leg, hooked around his neck, now functioned as an anchor as her body nearly levitated off the seat.
His hot chuckle floated to her ears as she felt her breath slowly return to normal. Opening her eyes she met his amused ones from where he was extricating himself from the noose she’d made with her leg.
“Feeling better, love?”
“I need more,” she pouted her lips as she let him fix her skirt.
“Not in a car, Zorah but” he helped her into a seated position and took her hand and put it on his rigid cock rubbing it along his length. “I too need more.”
“I can,” she was eagerly reaching for the buckle of his belt and he put his hand over hers.
“No. I can wait. We are almost home, and I want to wait. I want to take you into our home and make love to you in our bed, in our bedroom where we spend the rest of our lives being together. I love you,” he lifted her chin and pressed a warm kiss to her lips.
“I love you.” She echoed his words back at him.
“Do you mean it?” He asked seriously, his eyes searching, a hint of fear she might take it back demonstrating his vulnerability. “You are not saying it only to move our relationship forward?”
“What do you mean?” she found his question odd.
“I mean, we talked many times about how I only wanted us to make love, to have intercourse, when you loved me. You deserve to make love with a man you love.”
She stared at him her mouth dropping open, “Icaro Lucchesi, are you accusing me of lying about being in love with you so I can get your dick?”
He blinked at the blunt language spilling from her lips. “No!”
“Yes. It’s exactly what you said.”
“I only mean you are a woman with needs, and I am withholding from you, and I made it clear we should wait until –”
“Should we stop at a hardware store on the way home?” she questioned with a raised eyebrow.
“What? Why?”
“To get you a shovel to help with the hole you’re digging.”
“Oh you!” he pinched her cheek. “I’m serious here, Zorah. I don’t want us to rush into the physical aspect of our life if you’re not ready. I don’t want to regret anything, and you’ve been dealing with sexual frustration, love and I know you’ve been frustrated with me for not consummating our marriage.”
“And you think I’m simply lying to you?”
“No. You’re not lying. I’m scared though Zorah you’re confusing love with lust.”
“Icaro. I love you,” she forced him to look at her, gripping his jaw with her hands. “I know it’s fast. I know it’s been a lot. Maybe it’s part of the Lucchesi blessing and me being your one. Maybe it’s my complete and utter lack of experience with men in general aside from a handful of bad dates. It could be from being abused my entire life, I’m gravitating to the feeling of being loved with safety and security and it’s helping my feelings along. Or maybe,” she took a shaky breath, “it’s the way you look at me like I’m the most important thing in the world. It’s the way you make me laugh when I’m feeling overwhelmed. It’s the way you’re my hero when things go sideways. It’s how you’re unwaveringly supportive to the point you would even let me dirty dance with strangers in a nightclub. Icaro, you make me feel beautiful, safe, secure, wanted, needed, loved and everything else in between and all of those things are why I love you. It isn’t because I want us to have sex. I want us to have sex because I love you.”
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