Chapter twenty one

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WARNING!! THE CHAPTER CONTAINS STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT. ONLY SUITABLE FOR MATURE READERS!!!!

"I forgive you, Leandro."
"I...I don't deserve it."
"Yet I still do," I speak, moving to glance up at him.
"Thank you, thank you so much, Eva. I make this promise to you this morning, I will never ever hurt you, lay hands on you, or make you feel like you are not worth it."
I only nod my head in acceptance. I can only trust him to live up to his promise. He sits us on the bed, rests his head against my forehead, with his eyes falling shut.

His lips press against mine but don't really move. After a short while, he slips his tongue past my lips, cups my face, kissing me so tenderly, passionately. He pulls away, lips gliding over the flesh on my neck, nibbling, sucking and marking. He is definitely going to leave hickies there.

He showers my skin with light, feathery kisses, moving lower to my collarbone. I try my best to stifle a moan from escaping past my mouth, only to fail in my attempts.
His mouth claims mine, yet again, this time, in a slow, sensual kiss, as he undoes the buttons of my sleeping shirt, slipping the thin, linen clothe past my shoulders.

My fingers rake through his silky strands, as his tongue teases and assaults the valley of my breasts. Pulling away, he takes precious time gazing at my nude chest, making me feel slightly embarrassed because truth be told, I've never been this level of intimate with any man in all my living.

I move my arms to palm my chest, but he grabs hold of my writs, and looks deep into my eyes, his own dilating and overflowing with desire.
"So beautiful. You have nothing to be ashamed of, I promise, àmórè."
He takes my left nipple between his kiss-swollen lips, flicking and swirling the hard pebble, then softly pulling on it. His palm reaches for my right bossom, squeezing gently, and massaging.

My back arches at the sweet torture, as a raw moan comes tumbling down my tongue, with my head falling back in esctasy. He kisses, then sucks on the upper part of my breast, making my eyes roll to the back of my head at the waves of pleasure. Once he's done devouring my left nipple, he takes my right into his mouth, whilst kneading the other.

"Oh my...Lea... Leandro...oh my goodn..."
And there goes my ability to make coherent speech.
"What is it, àmórè? Say it. I want to hear you say it."
Icey-blue irises pierce deep into coffee brown, as he utters those lust-glazed words.
"I...I want you, Leandro."
"Say it again," he speaks, grazing my nipple with his fang-like canines, then gently pulling on it.

"I fucking want you, Leandro," I unashamedly coo, as he completely draws away from me.
He smirks a cocky smirk, leans in, then speaks lowly against my hair.
"Your wish is my command, àmórè. Let me worship your body."
Standing with me still clinging to him, he turns us around, then softly rests me against the velvet sheets. The pair of sweats he has on, does nothing to conceal his desires.

He gradually, painfully slowly, pulls on them, and I can't help how my body heats up at the sight of his stiff rod. Sculpted to perfection, is exactly what this man is, perfect imperfection.
"Like what you see, àmórè?" He teases, climbing atop the bed, between my legs, and hovering over me, with our lips lightly brushing.

"Now, let's get rid of this, shall we."
The man literally tears my lace panties, tossing them to the floors aside, before turning to face me once more.
Yes, I am soaked, and embarrassed all at once. Tenderly, his mouth travels down my neck, marking and memorizing, gliding lower, with his tongue swirling around, and dipping into my navel.

My back arches further, curves deeper, breathes growing heavier, and fingers running through his locks.
He moves further down, then suddenly, halts in his movements.

"So fucking beautiful."
His head leans in, lips grazing my bundle of nerves, and tongue gliding flat, from bottom to top. Then, he captures my button in his mouth, sucks hard, not once, but severally. I chant his name like a mantra, ravishing the ecstatic waves that threaten to swipe me off my feet.

And as if the delicious assault is not enough, he thrusts a finger into me, and pumps repeatedly, slow at first, then picks up pace as my groans intensify. Then, he adds a second and a third finger, continuously hitting this spot inside me, that causes my toes to curl in raw bliss.

"Lea... Leandro, please..."
"Just like that, àmórè. Say my name just like that."
And finally, I reach the very peeks of my high, the euphoria washing over all my senses, as my chest heaves. Leandro's moves to hover over me, his face only mere inches away from mine, as he supports his weight on his palms.

He brings his fingers to his lips, licks them as his eyes interlock with mine, leans in and captures my mouth in his, allowing me to taste myself on him.
"I am going to be gentle with you, àmórè," he whispers tenderly into my ear, sending shock waves down my spine, to my very core.
"Unless you want me to stop. Do you want me to stop, àmórè."
"No, no. I want you, Leandro."

Smiling, he kisses me affectionately, as he positions himself at my entrance, and carefully eases himself into me. A sudden stinging sensation makes me clench my jaws, while he cautiously buries himself all the way in, staying perfectly immobile, as he groans lowly into the crook of my neck.
"Are...are you...càzzó! Are you okay, àmórè?"
"Yes, Leo. Could you please -I don't know- move?"

"Are you sure?"
"Uh-huh."
Gradually, he pulls out of me, then thrusts back in. At first he is gentle, pounds slowly, I guess trying to ease the hurt, and with time, the aching simmers.
"Leo, faster."
He hammers into me, his tempo gradually heightening, until the stinging is replaced by a newly-found blissful experience.

I feel walls clenching around his shaft, whilst the pressure builds in the pits of my stomach.
He drills, and pumps, thrusts and pounds deeper, further, faster, all the while groaning and grunting, until his body above mine, tenses, and his hot seed shoots into me, with his lips connecting to mine, muffling his erotic growls.

"Oh, Leandro, I'm almost..."
He flips me over, palms my sides, then hoists me up, so that now, I am on my knees and palms. Then slowly, he sinks back into me. His palms glide smoothly against my skin, to my bossom, and tenderly, he begins to massage and swirl my pebbles around his dextrous fingers, all the while slamming and ramming into me.

His mouth leaves a trail of hot kisses up my spine, to the skin on the back of my neck, then against my shoulder blades, whilst my moans grow a tad bit louder, mixing and intermingling with his throaty groans. His hammering intensifies, as his one palm snakes softly around my neck, pulling me against his hard chest.
"You have me at your feet, Eva," lowly, he grunts into my neck, planting pecks on the flesh there, until finally, I shatter completely, and fall against the mattress with a bounce, breathing and gasping for air.

From a distance, my ears pick the sounds of his grunts, until finally, his seed spills into me, and his hot body collapses on the sheets, right next to me. Seconds fleet bye, before regaining our composure, and once we do, he draws my nude frame against his, scoops me in his arms, and walks us to the bathroom. He cleanses us, helps me dry off, braids my hair neatly, then walks us back to the bed, and draws the duvet covers over our naked bodies.

Resting my head and bossom against his chest, and folding arms to support my chin, I look up at him whilst smiling, as he traces patterns against my back, with his other arm folding behind his head, and the covers draping low against our bodies, exposing us to the coolness of the room.
"I lo...care about you, I care about you, Eva."

"Do you mean that?"
"Every single word, I promise. Won't you say it back?"
My smile only widens, as I lean closer to his face, and peck his lips.
"I care about you to, Leandro. I care for you deeply..."

Okay writing this chapter was weird as freak but I'm finally done thank heavens. Anyway, please don't forget to comment and click the little star at the bottom ❤️❤️

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