CHIARA
One year later.
A smirk stretched on my lips watching as the man's eyes were squeezed shut, his abdomen tight just like how taut his jaws were. One hand fisting my hair and the other one supporting himself on the wall. His ragged breaths filled the bathroom.
I licked my lips clean looking up at him as he finally found the sense to open his hooded eyes. His fingers found my chin and tilted my head up. "Do you have any idea how amazing you are, tesoro?"
A smile replaced the smirk on my lips. I was never getting used to him singing praises to me. "Of course, you desperately never cease to remind me. Any chance that you get." I rolled my eyes. He chuckled, "And I would never stop. God, you look so breathtaking down there my love and I want to worship you for the same reason." He uttered, rubbing my chin soothingly, watching me as if I was his entire world and more.
"Then what are you waiting for? An official notice?" I asked with a raised brow. His abdomen tightened as he threw his head back to laugh. I loved hearing the sound of it so much. It settled right in the middle of my heart.
My eyes fell on the tattoo between the low of his abdomen and his V line. Right there my name was inked beautifully, and he proudly liked to showcase it. He helped me up on my feet and kissed me, hard.
"Hands on the wall, tesoro." He whispered in my ear, nipping it. Awakening the fire in me further.
As if I was under hypnotization, I turned, raised my hands and braced myself against the marble wall, inside the steam filled bathroom. His hands grabbed my hips and abruptly arched my back with the other. A gasp escaped my lips. My heart pounded in my rib cage. The anticipation had reached the top of my head.
His cold fingers traced the length of my spine, right where my tattoo was. I had to get rid of the former one because the new one had a better meaning to me. "Read it for me, my love." His voice vibrated on my skin, sending tingles to my core. "Carmelo." I said breathlessly. "Yes. You are mine, tesoro." His lips pressed on my nape, making my body jerk with sensation in response. Then they travelled down my tattooed spine.
"And I'm yours. Only yours" He added, placing wet kisses all over it. My forehead dropped on the wall, lips parted, breathing heavily. His hands groped my body. My legs were getting weak just at our touch. He nibbled my ear. His chest pressed to my back.
"You're precious. Do you know that?"
My eyes blinked shut, "Yes," I breathed out.
"And you are my woman."
"Yes."
"Do you want me to make love to you?"
"Yes. Now."
"How do you want it to be?"
I bit my lower lip, "Hard."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
The next thing I felt was his hand circling my abdomen, and the other one gripping my hip before he thrusted. Hard. My head fell back. Something exploded in my brain and a loud gasp left my mouth. He kissed my cheek, stilling inside me. "Are you good, tesoro?" I breathed heavily, frowning, "Yes. Don't fucking stop." And he continued.
Each thrust was sending me over the edge.
So. Fucking. Good.
My moans, the things he whispered in my ear and the slapping of our skin echoed in the bathroom. Heat was pooling at my core. I felt like I was about to crush. I screamed his name, and he held me as my body vibrated. Showering me with kisses and praises. Telling me how good I looked. His pace increased and no sooner… he gripped me hard to himself, climaxing.
His head dropped on my shoulder. Flushing my body with his audible hot breath. Our heartbeats were in a competition as our body pressed tightly together. "You fit me so perfectly, tesoro." He said, kissing my neck. "You were made specifically for me. That's why." I replied. Our bodies shook as a laugh rumbled on his chest. "Yes. Yes, I was, tesoro. Specifically, for you." He admitted. I bit my lips to hide the stupid grin.