Crave For You

Sofia

I cry out, my hands flying to his shoulders as my eyes close, the sensation of his cock inside me fraying me. My breaths come in short gasps as he stays rooted inside, buried to the hilt, my walls clamping around him with a vice-like grip. He stretches my inner walls to the maximum, the girth of his length an exquisite sensation that is blissful.

When I catch my breath and start adjusting to the stinging pain his sudden intrusion left behind, I find him leaning down, placing kisses on my shoulder.

"Bellasima...you scared me," he hums, caressing my skin, moving his lips up my neck and leaving marks over the ones that he already left yesterday. "You've no clue how much."

I open my mouth to speak but he moves himself out, thrusting back in the same, hard pace. My ass jumps from the counter, hips bucking as pleasure shoots through every fiber of my being.

"Shh..." Gabriel's hands come to tease me by grazing under the swells of my breasts, his voice deep and rumbling. "Let me be with you, baby. Let me taste what's mine. Let me claim what's mine before insanity claims me."

His voice has an alcoholic quality that spreads over my skin, my body melting and my knees spreading further open. He is seduction wrapped in sharp suits and dirty words, promises that could only be made by liars.

"Gabriel..." I moan his name, locking my legs around his waist to push him deeper although he is as deep as possible, deep enough to touch my womb with his piercing.

Connecting with him this way sets my body alive. I am rebirthed, forgiven, blessed. His body belongs with me just like mine belongs to him. I can't lie to myself any longer.

I love Gabriel De Luca.

He is my disaster, my greatest torment, my perfect lover. The fire in him breeds the fire in me. We are meant to be forever.

We are forever.

He yanks my top down, exposing my boobs which have gotten heavier, the chill from the air conditioner hardening the taut nipples. His hand clamps over one, massaging it and pinching a rosy tip. He interchanges between each boob while pushing into me with fast, hard thrusts.

"How could you even suggest—" he grunts with each pounding of his cock into me, his hair falling over his forehead as sweat drops bloom upon his skin. "—that I kill you when all I wish to do is stay buried inside your perfect cunt?"

I can hardly register his words because of the piercing that rolls along my G-spot, making my muscles clench around his length so tightly. I moan, gaping as a shiver skitters through me.

"Gabriel...oh...fuck..." My body drags back and forth with each thrust, making me wind one arm around his neck while the other drops to the counter, laying flat to hold me in place.

He takes pleasure from me, giving me something much sweeter, much hotter.

Gabriel brings his hand from my chest to my chin, squeezing my jaw as he turns my face to his. His eyes are filled with a hazy shade of lust. As I crane my neck, he slams his mouth against mine, kissing me with the same brutal force.

I open my mouth, his tongue entering me to perform slow, languorous ministrations. He tastes of cinnamon and alcohol, combined with the deadly mix of something dark and poisonous that could end me. I feel the harsh strokes of his tongue right down to my belly, the fiery pit of pleasure blooming.

"My Sofia..." He flicks his tongue along the seam of my upper lip, playing with my body like I was his very own symphony. "My beautiful Sofia."

I am his Eve. He is my original sin.