Bridal Suite
Zorah hooked her arm around his neck as Icaro carried her into the massive and opulent bathroom. Her eyes immediately were drawn to the white dress hanging on a hook near the shower stall.
“Do you like it?”
“Its for me?”
“There are no other brides in our room, my love,” he kissed her temple as he set her on her feet in front of the gown. “I would very much like to see you in this.”
She lifted up the gauzy material, noting the thin lacy bra and panty set which accompanied it. The dress was a robe or cover-up with lace detail at the breast, a gold satin belt and tiny polka dot detail and she knew the skirt would trail the floor when she put it on. Most alarming to her was how sheer the material was. When she put this on, the bra and thong panty would be on full display, as would the rest of her body. “It’s beautiful.”
“Will you wear it?”
“Where did you get this?”
“Six months ago, I was in Paris doing a job. I was walking down a side street in the Marais district, and it caught my eye. I paused to take a photo, which annoyed my crew since we were there for work, and then when my job was done, I went back and bought it.”
“Why?”
“For you.” He seemed surprised by the question. “Amoré, I have never purchased clothing for any other woman, ever. I saw this. I knew it would be beautiful on you. This little gold ribbon, I feel when I tug on it, will open you up like a present,” his eyes were flickering between her and the garment. “I cannot wait to see you in this. Will you wear it? For me?”
She nodded shyly, “I will.”
“Good. Now. I want to make you feel good before I wreck you.”
“Wreck me?”
“My love, it is my intention tomorrow you will be unable to do much except relax in my arms. Our flight is roughly eight or nine hours and we’ll be landing after six in the evening in Roman time. The flight is long and boring especially with my father and uncles on the flight occupying my time. I hope you sleep for the most of it, preferably because you are feeling so well loved you cannot do anything but rest.”
“You’re wanting to wear me out?”
“Yes. Now, let’s get started,” he turned her slowly in his arms. “I want to remove your dress. May I?”
“Yes.”
She stood nervously rocking her foot left to right while he unzipped her dress down the length of her spine. His fingers pushed the cap sleeves off her shoulders and down the length of her arms. His palms stroking her biceps. Zorah closed her eyes as his lips found the silkiness of her skin at her shoulder.
“Your skin is softer than any material known to man,” he whispered, his teeth nipping the sensitive spot where her nape met her shoulder. Her dress pooled to her feet and his breath hitched, his hand flat against her belly as he sucked deep on her skin. “So, fucking beautiful, cara mia.”
Her eyes opened and she noted for the first time the mirror opposite her, knowing he’d turned her this way so he could see her as he removed her dress. Her stomach sucked inward as his knuckles dragged over her navel. She stood in her bra and goosebumps and nothing else now. She felt a goddess the way his breathing was erratic in her ear and the way his eyes were fixed on her flesh in the mirror.
She trembled as his fingers moved lower, below her belly button, dragging down to the patch of dark hair. Gasping when his foot moved between her legs to kick her feet apart, exposing her more and her eyes were fluttering at the bold move he made with his fingers.
Pushing between her folds, he stroked her softly. “Still wet. Still full of your delicious juices from earlier and I know you’re turned on.”
Zorah was focused on the movements his fingers were making and missed the way his other hand snaked around and undid the front clasp of her bra. Her breasts were free and startled she flicked wide eyes to meet his gaze in the mirror. His fingers immediately pulled on the puckered nipples he exposed, and her knees weakened at his touch. His knee rested between her thighs behind her, her buttocks set on his thigh.
“I want to watch you come again. Let me make you come.”
“Yes,” she gave a breathy moan as his fingers plucked and prodded her body.
“Don’t look away from me, Zorah. Keep your eyes on me while I introduce you to the wonders we are going to discover together.” Icaro’s knuckles were flush with her body as he plunged his middle finger deep into her. His thumb pushed her folds apart and stroked circles on her clit.
“Icaro.”
“Zorah, I have dreamed so many nights of you saying my name exactly as you just did. Say it again,” he urged her, his voice hot and demanding. “Oh baby, I can’t wait to put my cock in here,” he pumped his finger. “Say my name.”
“Icaro, please.” She couldn’t stop the way her hips were moving. She was riding his hand, humping his fingers as she chased the release she wanted. “I need more.”
“I’m going to give you more. I’m going to give you so much by dawn your throat will ache with screaming my name.”
She flinched when he added the second finger but as her body got accustomed to the feeling and stretch of his hand, he was chuckling wickedly in her ear as she rocked her hips. Her fingers dug into his forearm as she tried to hold him there and take over the movements.
“Fuck my fingers, Zorah. Fuck your husband’s hand. Take it. Take the orgasm you want.”
Her legs were shaky and suddenly he withdrew his fingers, and she protested, a yelp whining from deep her in her throat but he was lifting her onto the edge of the vanity, plunging three fingers this time and pounding her hard with his hand. His lips found her nipple and his other hand alternated pinching and rubbing her clit.
The sensations were an overload, and she couldn’t help it, and her head fell backwards at his brutal touch as she bucked and rode his fingers.
His name was a guttural scream as her orgasm ripped through her. It was far more intense than the one in the car.
His lips found hers, smashing his mouth hungrily over her. He grabbed her hand and put it to the front of his trousers.
“Feel what you do to me, Zorah. Feel what you do to your husband.”
Zorah met his eyes as he rested his forehead to hers. “I want to feel more, Icaro.”
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