My hands roam around his back, and I notice some indentations, not unlike my own. I don't get to dwell on that though, as he retreats and enters me again.
A moan escapes me.
"I never knew..." I start, tightening my arms around him, seeking his mouth.
"Lina..." Marcello groans and kisses me hungrily, all the while moving inside of me.
He picks up speed and I feel something build inside me. It's like before but not quite.
"Ah, I..." He seems to know what I need, because he moves one hand between our bodies and lightly strokes that nub. The effect is almost immediate.
I clench onto him, feeling everything at once.
It's too much.
"Fuck, I'm coming!"
A few thrusts later and a warm liquid coats my insides.
Marcello collapses on top of me.
"Shit!" He curses and rolls us over so that I'm on top of him. "I didn't crush you, did I?"
The tenderness in his eyes swallows me whole, and I can only shake my head.
"Perfect... so perfect." I murmur.
My lids feel heavy, and the safety of knowing Marcello is by my side lulls me to sleep.
So perfect...
Chapter Nineteen
I WAKE UP WITH A WARM body next to me. For a second panic sets in at the unfamiliar contact. But then I remember who it is, and what happened the night before.
Opening my eyes, I see Lina's head burrowing in the crook of my shoulder. Her hand is moving up and down on my chest, and one leg is hanging on top of me. She looks so peaceful in her sleep... so lovely.
I take a deep breath, relishing the moment.
A few months ago I'd have never believed I would be able to touch another woman again. And now... I've spent the night with someone.
And she's not just anyone. This is Catalina... the woman I've dreamed about for the last ten years. The one that got away...
Slowly, I lift my hand and caress her hair, breathing in her scent. I wish I could stop the time right now. If only we could live like this forever...
She shifts in her sleep, turning around and thrusting her ass into me, rubbing herself on my leg.
Bringing my hand to my forehead I have to stifle a groan. I'm already hard as hell and she probably doesn't even realize what she's doing. Last night had been... I don't even have the words to describe the entire experience. I hadn't dared to hope that she'd welcome me into her bed... or into her body anytime soon.
I'd been completely honest with her when I told her I'd never made love to a woman before. Everything had been just as new for me too. From the feel of her skin against mine, to the sound of her moans and the look of her coming. I felt like an addict being introduced to a new substance. Her lips slightly parted, her channel gripping me tight. The way she'd tentatively touched me.
I shut my eyes tightly, feeling the guilt of my actions assault me.
I didn't deserve it... any of it. And yet I took what was not mine to take. So greedy, so insatiable I'd been for her touch that I made myself forget everything. In that moment there had been just us. No past, no mistakes. Just two people feeling deeply for each other.
At least I assumed that's how she feels. Catalina is not the type of person who'd go to bed with someone she didn't care for. And that's the biggest gift of them all – her affection. I don't dare call it love because...
I shake my head slightly at the thought, melancholy setting over me. I'm not someone she should love, but I'll take any scrapes she can spare. If she only knew how deep my feelings run for her. I turn my head and take in her sleeping form. Lina has no idea just how much I love her. She doesn't even remember me. Yet, I do. That one act of kindness is forever etched in my soul.
"Mhmm..." She murmurs sleepily, stretching next to me. Slowly, she lifts her head, a dreamy smile on her face. She seeks the warmth of my body, her face nuzzling my cheek.
Fuck!
I thought I could control myself. My cock is rock hard, and her innocent touches aren't helping. I don't even think she realizes the way she's pushing her tits into my chest, or the fact that her leg is suddenly near my throbbing erection.
"Lina," I groan, the sensations killing me.
My hand goes to her leg, intending to move it a little. But the moment my palm fits itself to her thigh, I can't help myself.
"Lina?" I ask, my hand creeping up towards her ass.
"Marcello?" Her voice is soft, barely audible. "Mhmmm..." She whimpers when I cup her ass.
"Are you sore?" My finger dips between her globes and towards her pussy. She moans when I enter her lightly, and she pushes herself onto my finger, taking me deeper inside.
"No," her voice is breathy as I work my digit in and out of her. I use my thumb to glide over her clit, circling it faster and faster until I feel her trembling. Her walls tighten around my finger and I turn my attention to her face, watching her surrender to her orgasm.
"I..." She stammers as she comes down from her high. A smile stretches across my face. For all my days I'll remember this moment. The fact that I gave her pleasure.
Her tiny hand starts moving down my chest, and she wraps it around my cock, or as much as she can around my girth.
"Is this ok?" She looks up at me, her eyes wide and full of innocent interest.
I open my mouth to respond to her, but she suddenly tightens her grip and moves down. A strained sound escapes me.
"Lina..."
"What do I do?"
I cover her hand with mine and move it up and down, from base to tip. She's focused on getting it right, her teeth nibbling at her lip, her brows creased.
The more she teases me the more I feel my control snapping.
I stop her.
"Did I do something wrong?" Her voice is small as she asks.
"No, no. I want to be inside you when I come." I turn towards her and tuck a strand behind her ear.
"Ok." She gives me a tentative smile, and I try my hardest not to turn her on her back and fuck her like a madman.
I move her on top of me, one leg on each side. She looks confused as she settles against my cock. I can feel how wet she is as she grinds against my pelvis. Gripping my cock with one hand I position it at her entrance. She lowers herself slowly onto me until she's taken me to the hilt.
"Oh." She whimpers, her palms on my pecs.
Lina wiggles her ass a little and my head falls back at the sensation.
"Yes, just like that." I praise her, helping her move up and down.
Soon she finds her own pace, and she starts riding me as if we've done this a thousand times in the past.
I like watching her like this. In control. Taking me.
My arm sneaks around her waist and I bring her closer to my torso, my mouth seeking her neck. I trail wet kisses all along her jaw before I take her mouth.
She increases the speed, her hands clutching tightly at my hair. She's about to come. I can feel it in the urgency of her movements, the intensity of her kisses.
Her walls clamp down on my cock and I hold her as she shudders.
"Fuck!" I mutter and I turn her on her back, my hands on her ass as I thrust faster into her, chasing my own orgasm.
"Marcello." She moans, her head thrown back, her mouth agape. "I..." She trails off and she comes again as I empty myself inside of her.