The Boss's Heir

Chapter 70

Cay was absolutely unstoppable in bed and Marco would be lying if he said he wasn't turned on by her voracious nature.

He was leaning against the headboard while his wife sat straddling his hips, completely naked except for her thigh highs. She had told him they were staying on.

She had a grip on the headboard as she rocked hard against him, the bed knocking against the wall with each thrust of her body.

He concentrated on the lace tops of her stockings, which when laying against her creamy thighs, looked f*cking sexy.

Marco grabbed her hair as she rode him, while her hands held onto his shoulders, her eyes were on fire and her lips were parted as she mumbled the sexiest, dirtiest things he'd ever heard.

"Marco?" She panted. "Hmm, yes?" Marco gritted as she ground her hot core into his body.

"I.love.your.c*ck" she grunted.  He closed his eyes, desperately trying to hold to any shred of self control he had left.

"The way it fills me, the way you use it to f*ck me.  I can't get enough of it or you!" She cried, her head dropping back.

With the way her breasts were bouncing so close to his face, he couldn't stop his head from lowering and capturing a hardened bud between his teeth, gently biting down, causing her to come undone.

With her head still back, her mumbled praise started slipping between her lips as she exploded, bringing him with her.

"Oh God, oh God!" She repeated the mantra while her body squeezed and elongated his c*ck while he was still deep inside her.

"Holy Mary!" Marco yelled, his hair gripping Cay's hair tighter, his body emptying he seed into her womb.

Cay, exhausted by all the physical activity, collapsed against her husband, her head on his shoulder and her arms wrapped around his waist.

And all of a sudden, the damn broke.  Cay started crying and whether it was because of the hormones or the fact that she and her husband had been fighting, it just all came crashing down.

"Baby I'm so sorry" Marco just kept repeating.  "I just seem to keep messing up and hurting you.  I hope you know I'm not that guy.  Can you forgive me?" He asked.

She couldn't say anything, but she just nodded, while feeling his arms grip her tighter, giving her the confirmation she needed.

Marco gently turned in the bed, with Cay was still wrapped around his body, he placed her flat and went to work removing her stockings.

When he finished, he pulled the blankets up around her and moved to stoke the fire as it had started dying out, giving a little chill to the air.

"Do you need anything, farfalla?" He asked.  "Just you" she replied tiredly.  Nodding, he crawled back into bed with her and curled her body around his.

They both just lay there, the crackling of the fire playing its melodic tune, hypnotizing at the same time with its orange flames.

It was very beautiful watching the shadows dance along the walls, like two lovers giving chase, giving off a relaxing aura.

Marco rolled onto his side, pulling Cay's leg over his hip.  Her eyes were closed, making her look like a sleeping angel.

Some of her hair had fallen down into her face, so Marco moved it, tucking it behind her ear, revealing her beautifully relaxed facial features.

He couldn't resist how amazing she looked and wanting another taste, he pressed his lips to hers.

She moaned, parting her lips, she invited him in.  "Hmm you taste so good" Marco murmured, his kissing becoming more needy.

"Marco baby" Cay said, pulling him on top of her, where they just continued at a slow, unhurried pace.

They seemed so uninhibited laying there, kissing and doing nothing else, except enjoying the action.

Marco rolled off his wife and laid on his side, supporting his head with his right hand.  He was going to caress and stimulate her to orgasm with his hand and he was going to enjoy it.

He pulled her right leg up so it was bent at the knee and then pulled her left leg across his leg, opening her up for him.

The anticipation of what was going to happen next caused her n*pples to harden, teasing him and making his c*ck throb.

"Watch me Cay.  Open your eyes" Marco demanded.  When she'd done what he asked, he placed his middle finger between her lips.

"Suck" came his sexy command and when it was sufficiently wet, he moved it to between her spread legs.

Starting out slow, he teased her swollen bud while kissing and licking her neck.

"Marco" she whined, her hips moving along with the speed of his finger.

Dipping his digit inside her, he hissed at how soaking wet she was.  "Oh Cay, you are so very wet, fiore.  I love how you respond to me" he husked as he increased the circling motion.

Marco took no mercy as he continued teasing her.  "Marco I need to come!" Cay cried out.

"Not yet baby.  Try to hold on a little longer" he urged, his tongue flicking her n*pple and she lost it.

"Marco!" She cried.  He couldn't hold on any longer, so he placed himself between her legs and asked her if he could make love to her.

"I need you inside me" Cay said as Marco pushed inside her.

Marco's hands went above her head, resting on top, enclosing her and keeping her close as his body rolled into hers.

"I love you gattina" he breathed against her lips.  "Ti amo Marco" she whispered.

"I want to feel you" Marco said as Cay raised her legs and rested them on his shoulders, allowing for deeper penetration.

"Oh" she gasped from the deep sensation.  "That feels so good, so deep.  God!" She cried.

Marco's hands were wrapped around her ankles as he held her legs up, grinding into her roughly.

"Are you close?" He gritted, knowing she was but he wanted to hear her say it.

But she never said anything, she just bit her bottom lip and then cried out, her body climaxing.

"Yes, oh please Marco!  Please!"  She came undone and it was a beautiful thing to watch.

"Holy sh*t!" Marco gasped at her sex clinching around his shaft.

As he lowered her legs so they were resting on either side of his hips, she whispered "Let me have your hands!  Quick!"

When he did, she set them right on her belly, watching his face for a reaction.

It was so adorable watching his face every time Isabelle kicked or made any movement he could feel.

It was moments like this, that Cay would have to latch on to, and her family, if she was going to make it through the coming months.

There was something coming, something no one could have foreseen and it would test Cay's love and her sanity.  But not her loyalty.

Would she be able to survive?  Would her and Marco make it or would it destroy them?

Secrets would be revealed that none of them saw coming and there would be a reckoning as the demand for answers increased.

They say time heals all wounds, but would it be able to heal hers?