His Little One✔️

20. Sexual tensions.

"I submit." I say for the last time as Marcello lifted me whilst passionately kissing my lips hard.

"W-where are you taking me?" I broke apart the kiss when I noticed he was taking me towards the door.

"Your home. You're not sleeping in something that might be flea-infested." I bit my lips after hearing his words.

Marcello put me in his car, fastened my seatbelt, and then drove me home as I silently thought about my mistake.

Once entering my house, Marcello once more scooped me up and took me to my bedroom, where he threw me down upon the bed.

He calmly came up to me, took off all of his clothes, and climbed up upon me. I blushed and closed my eyes as I felt his lips lightly touch mine before he kissed me.

I enthusiastically kissed him again while wrapping my arms over his shoulders. I could feel my dress slipping off. While his eyes were fixed on mine waiting for my response, his hand drifted slowly against my body, sending shivers down my spine each time.

"Just touch me," I pleaded with him to simply comfort me as I bowed irritably in his direction. Marcello then slowly lowered his middle finger and caressed my wet folds with it and making me throw my head back in pleasure.

"God, yes. Keep going." I pleaded with him.

"You like that princess?" Marcello teased agonizingly drifting his hand and I moved my hips desperately needing friction between his hand and my clit.

"Yes." I whimpered as Marcello gave me a mischievous glance. This time, his fingertip went under my underwear and collected my wetness. He used two fingers to separate me, then rubbed my clit in small circular motions.

"If you want me to give you more then you have to open wide for me, princess." Marcello provoked, biting my lip I did exactly as he said without hesitation.

Against his finger, I moaned and became disoriented. The way he stroked his finger into my damp folds, the sensation of his finger inside of me, and how near to my skin he was. Time and space have lost all significance. Marcello and I were the only two here now.

My eyes rolled back into the back of my head as a result of his two fingers working deeply into me. While his tongue danced over my clit, making me scream, Marcello started to play a steady beat, and I jerked my hips in an effort to meet his thrusts.

"More." I whimpered.

I was smothering his face with my sex as I rode on his fingers. I had to be doing something wrong because of how badly I wanted him. I instructed myself to stop.

I wasn't able to. I managed to get my hands caught in his hair in some way. My body was curled up even more, gripping at his fingers and tongue, and because I was so wet, I could hear the slick sounds every time he drove back into me. His tongue playing sweetly with my clit.

"Oh yes,"

The warm liquid between my thighs was tasted by Marcello while he was teasingly staring into my eyes and removing his mouth from my wet folds.

"That's it, that's it, my darling," Marcello urged me as he smiled cheekily up at me. And you are not allowed to oppose or reject your lover ever again. I whimpered and nodded in agreement as he said.

Marcello abruptly sat up, pulling away from my warm folds as I felt every emotion welling up in the pit of my stomach. He then took his member into his hands. He let it rest against my thigh and continued to teasingly massage me while I desperately desired for him.

"Tell me you want it, princess?"

"I want it." I breathe.

He was staring longingly at both of my breasts as I twisted from side to side, trying to tie the soft sheets at my sides into knots. My entire body turned pink, and both of my nipples felt as hard as crystals. I understood he would give in to them.

In a pleasant manner and without intentionally harming me, Marcello stooped down and nipped at my breast. When I struggled, blushed, and moaned beneath him, he licked them with his tongue and patted his cock on my needy core as before he then slowly mounted me.

Marcello kept my thighs open and steady while I arched my back. My breast were red all over. I was forcefully shaking with unwelcome pleasure as he thrust his cock into me, and I knew he could feel me shuddering.

An awful cry was muffled by his hand over my mouth; I was shuddering so violently it seemed as Marcello lifted him on top of him.

I could feel as much force and speed as his firm cock filling me with the exquisite knowledge that he was mine, for the time being, totally and utterly mine.

I try driving him further into me until our sweat-covered bodies are sliding together as his thrusts pick up speed. I do this by placing my hands on his pecs, nipples, and down his abs, clamping my legs around his waist.

"I never knew you were such a dirty girl, Amia Snow." Marcello whispered in my ears making him ride his cock even faster.

"I don't want either of us to forget this night," Marcello stated while giving me a peck on the ear.

I passionately responded by putting my lips on his and kissing him in a way he'd never imagined possible as I continued grinding my hips onto him because I knew there had to be more. I dipped my head back feeling the pleasure elevate tenfold.

Marcello yanked himself out from between my legs once more, seemingly tormenting me. He eventually arrived at the gateway seconds later.

Nothing, absolutely nothing in this world, felt as good as the feeling of Marcello slowly sliding into my warm core. The sharp pain I had once experienced was a distant memory.

"Are you all right?" He gave off the impression that he had to exert all of his willpower to keep himself in check.

Underneath him, I stretched and arched. I did like the way my motions pushed him farther into my welcoming core. I essentially purred, "I've never been better."

He grunts, "You are mine," slamming into me, the intensity and duration of his arousal devastating.

He exclaims, "Mine," before closing my mouth and turning me around. He pulls my legs back while pushing me forward, applying pressure with one hand on my back and grabbing my ass with the other.

I moaned readily thrusting my ass back for him.

A full view of my us both was revealed in the mirror over across the bed as Marcello accelerated his movements and gave me full, hard thrusts, causing me to whimper.

My head is tilted back by his reflection pulling at it, and as he hungrily continues to push into me, I notice his eyes on mine in the mirror.

He pressed himself into my folds and murmured softly, "You're mine, princess. "I am the only one, now and always. Whether you like it or not, it's mine." As he pressed even harder, I struggled to free myself from his hold and let out a sloppy "ah" as I took a breath.

"E se mai proverai a lasciarmi di nuovo, porterò l'inferno sulla terra per riaverti. Me ne assicurerò, ogni parte del tuo corpo appartiene a me Amia."
(And if you ever try to leave me again I'll bring hell on earth to get you back. I'll make sure of it, each and every part of your body belongs to me Amia.)

I could understand a majority of his words but I was too intoxicated to even care. He was mine anyway.

Feeling my insides about to burst, I let out a nail biting scream, as Marcello grunt. We both collapsed onto the bed and I all remember was Marcello cradling me to his moments later.

Next day...

I peered my eyes open after hearing noises, I glanced over to my left noticing Marcello staring down at me before he passionately planted a kiss to my lips.

"Good morning." I whispered out blushing but heard noises once again.

"What was that?" I questioned, Marcello but he kept quite only staring down at me.

"What the hell!" My bedroom door flew open and my mother screamed wide eyed.

I flew up out of bed the moment I heard her scream, I stared wide eyed towards the door as my parents stood there with Marcello in bed, he was already up on one elbow witnessing everything with a nonchalant expression on his face.

He knew my parents were coming and let this happen!