To Be Yours Again-Chapter 288 Flat on the bed

I pulled her right leg across me so she could straddle me.

My blood pounded in my veins like thunder.

She nipped at my lips...I lifted up her nightie.

I want to get my hands on her, my mouth on her.

I had to taste and touch every inch of her.

It was as if I hadn’t tasted or touched her before.

She sank down into my laps, her soft curves against my hardness.

I knew she felt my arousal from the sound she made against my mouth.

I laid her flat on the bed.

I felt my heart stutter in my chest at the sight of her, spread out before me like a feast.

Her nightdress rucked up her thighs,

her hair spilled loose on the bed.

She ran her hands along my bare chest.

She kissed my abs, my chest.

I loved it, I held her head as she worked her way up my shoulder and neck hungrily.

She liked my body and I liked her hands and mouth all over it.

There was no question in my mind that she truly wanted me, that she was ready for this.

I pulled her back onto the bed, I freed her from her nightdress and pulled down her panties.

They were wet already and I felt it like an electric shock up my spine.

"Mine.” I said, possessively into her mouth as I kissed her.

A smile curved her lips.

I could feel her shiver deliciously as I buried a finger inside her folds, crooking them forward and feeling her knees buckle right on cue.

"Oh.”She moaned. “That’s..."

"I’m just getting warmed up.” I said, I dipped my head between her legs, inhaling her sweetness, the musk of her arousal.

I licked her, giving her all my tongue, lapping at her as her hips twisted.

My finger buried to the knuckle inside her tight wetness.

She was ready to go off already.

I drew my finger out and slowly, leaving her quivering.

I moved up her body.

"Not yet, beautiful.” I teased.

She clawed at my shoulders, head tossing back and forth on the bed in frustration.

I kissed her gently, teasingly.

She opened for me, taking my tongue, arching toward me.

She wanted more...wanted all of me.

I tried to keep her on edge and make her wait for it, it would be so much better that way.

I wanted it to be sweet and hot for her so she would completely forget about that painful night.

I want to claim her and make her forget about every other man but me.

She was moaning and twisting beneath me.

I kissed her breasts and felt a tug low in my stomach, more turned on by her pert, delicious breasts than I had been by anything.

I made myself take it slow, thumbing her nipple into hardness, plucking at it and pinching it until it stood up, pink and perfect.

I closed my mouth around a nipple and feasted on it, drawing on it as she moaned and rose off the bed.

I cupped her other breast and caressed it, stroked it, plucked at the sensitive tip until I had to move my mouth to taste it as well.

I felt the blood humming through my veins, my heart pounding.

My vision grew bright and sharp. Mona was like a drug to me.

It was a rush of heightened awareness, a breathless, sweaty need to pound and thrust and claim her...to mark her as mine over and over again.

"Oh Enzo."She whimpered as I took off my joggers.

She was made for me.

Her body was formed to fit with mine, to mold against me and accept every inch of my length.

I crawled over her, stalking her like a predator, dipping my mouth to taste hers and biting at her lip.

With one hand, I hitched her leg over her hip, opening her wide for me, she would need those legs wide apart, every drop of wetness I could coax from her if she was going to take all of me inside her.

Mona looked wild, lost to words and stroking my face, whimpering from even the slightest brush of my knuckle across her sensitive nipple, twisting and clamping her legs around me.

She tried to pull me closer but I held back, making her anticipate it, making her moan with the waiting as I sipped from her lips, laved her throat with my tongue until she trembled, half sobbing for relief from me.

Then I pushed the head of my cock against her sex.

The heat of her liquid core unspooled all my control.

I had meant to give her just the tip, to make her writhe with wanting it and push her hips against me frantically before feeding more of my cock into her. I had wanted to take it slow but the hot slickness that gripped me was overwhelming.

I started pumping into her with a sound like a roar.

Like a man driven to the brink of insanity with the need to mate with her.

She moaned loudly as I thrust into her deeply, diving in all the way to the hilt,

She was gasping, panting for air, clutching at my face.

I covered her mouth with mine, my arms shaking with the effort to hold myself above her as I tried to stop for a moment so I could ask her if she was okay.

But when Mona sucked on my tongue, whimpering, “more...more" into my mouth.

I thought I would lose the last shred of my control.

With one hand, I gripped her hip, digging my fingers in to hold her still.

I pumped into her, with every delicious thrust, I thought it would be the last, that I would spill in her from the euphoria ripping hot through my body and chasing up my spine.

But each time, I found I could hold out a little longer, could drag it out long enough to be greedy for more pleasure, to glut both of us on the sharp ecstasy that came with every stroke.

I rubbed her flushed, swollen clit....to make tight circles and give her the pressure and attention she needed.

I would not leave her unsatisfied, not even as my vision went red at the edge and I felt the pull at the base of my spine, the sure signal that I was about to shoot my load into the tightest, sweetest body I’d ever filled.

When she came with a sharp jerk of her back up off the bed and a wild cry, I felt her inner muscles clamp down on me.

I retreated from her quivering pussy and plunged back in with a thrust so hard that she screamed my name.

And then I came inside of her.

Ribbons of it spurting out of me for so long.

It went on and on...an orgasm like nothing before.

I felt shredded, turned inside out as it continued to rip through me, as I plunged into her over and over.

She clung to my shoulders, her mouth on my neck as I spent myself inside her.

Shaken, I rolled onto my side, still joined to her, not wanting to crush her with my weight.

She rocked her hips against me, rubbed her lips to mine, I gathered her into my arms...held her tight against my chest.

"Did I hurt you?" I asked, softly, worry rising in me. “I’m so sorry, I was going to take it slow but it was just so...."

"You didn’t hurt me, Enzo. Fast was good...more than good...we could do slow some other time.” She said, smiling at me.