“Oh my God.” I shove a finger into her moist sheath again, and she steadies herself by my shoulders. As an immediate response, I guide her body back against the wall, kissing her deeply again. We continue to grab one another, exploring the length of our naked bodies as she bites on my lower lip. Everything she is, I want to breathe in and taste. It’s not without great restraint that I keep myself from plunging into her right now. But I let my hard cock press up under her for a while longer, grasping her breasts and ass and tangling our fingers in each other's hair. It’s getting to be too much for my restraint now as her hand's stroke the part of my cock that's not already touching her skin. I let out a breath and take a second to look deeply into her eyes.
No words need to be exchanged between us. It's mutual awe of each other that suspends us in an unmatched moment of intimacy. No other human exists for me the way she does nor how I do for her. Every odd was against us, yet we still prevailed to this moment. Looking into the depth of her glimmering chocolate pools, I know we will continue to prevail till the end of time– maybe even then some.
I lift her up till her legs wrap around my waist knowingly and lower her until I’m inside her unyielding velvet walls, bursting with arousal. Her drenched heat and tightness gives me a primal instinct, and I grip her hips tightly, bouncing her up and down the length of me. The loud, pleasing gasps escaping her mouth are satisfying to evoke, but I want her to scream out in pleasure. Still, I smile into her chest at the small win of her alluring pleasure. I fucking love her, want her to have such bliss that she forgets everything else but our bodies intertwined.
I try to steady my breathing because I want this to last, and it will. At least until she’s screaming. My thrusts are steady and consistent, and she finds her way to my lips, tightly lacing her fingers behind my neck to help steady her a bit. I breathe into her mouth as our lips graze against each other. Hers, perfect and moist, another turn-on that she makes little effort to achieve.
I slow us down and pull out for a minute, gently placing her on her feet as we breathe in rhythmic synchronization. I begin to kiss her softly again, and she pulls me closer to her as I kiss her neck in response, lifting her back up and bringing her to the bed.
“How’s your head?” she whispers as I kiss down her torso, making a trail down her stomach and to her wet opening. I can fudge my response a bit; she won’t know the difference because I’m quite sure I'm fine, though I do feel lightheaded.
“It’s okay,” I assure her, and she nods, letting out a sharp breath as I lick her clit, pushing it back and forth with my tongue until she’s a moment away from orgasm. I quickly slide up to her, kissing her neck before looking deeper into her eyes as I enter her again.
Those captivating almond eyes go wide for a minute, the initial shock and pleasure mixed into them as I press deeply into her. I fucking love it— I fucking love her.
“I love you.” She whispers, eyelids dreamlike, and I suck on her bottom lip. The only air between us is our own, and we breathe each other in as I groan, “I love you.” into her mouth. I’m even more lightheaded now, but I don't care. It’s also highly probable that even without a head injury, I would feel the effects of breathing her in like this.
She’s fucking worth it, though– the addiction to her. It’s maddening and revelatory all in one breath. I thrust quicker, grunting into our pressed lips that separate a millimeter every so often to catch a deeper breath. Both of us are close now, about to find our way to a blissful release.
I can feel the stickiness of her skin, the heat of her breath on my lips, and her breasts pressed to my chest as her fingers grip firmly into my back muscles. These stimulants alone could drive me mad. I pull out at the last second, and she grabs my wet length, taking no time to begin stroking it.
I think about doing more, but her fingers on me force me to thrust back inside of her, needing to finish. She pulls me close to her again, and I don’t fight her touch, sinking back into the same place we were moments ago.
I press into her, hard and fast, so much so that with every thrust, a whimper of pleasure escapes her lips. Somehow we roll, and I think she’s guiding it, which is something new, but I’m in no way complaining. I let out a breath as she pushes my shoulders into the pillows and straddles me with determination. Her hand grips the headboard as she rides me with intensity in her eyes and perfect movement in her hips. The sensation of my long hard cock in her tight wet pussy is mind-blowing. She throws her head back with a huff, and I see the sweat gliding down her breasts, causing me to thrust harder than before.
Every movement feels better than the next until I can't take it anymore. I pull her back down, turning her to her back in a steady motion that’s faster than I have been able to manage all night. I pull out for a second more in the process of it all, and she nearly whimpers at me, grubbing my thighs intently. With sleepy eyes, she begs me to enter her again, and I do. Fuck her hard and fast until we’re both gasping, and I’m pressing my damp forehead to hers.
“Fuck, you feel so good. Sono così fortunato che tu sia mio.”
“Don’t stop again,” she whispers into my mouth. So I thrust even quicker, and she meets me this time, her hips tapping me as she does. Her fingers tug at the roots of my hair, and I’m high off her now– our moans growing louder.
“Vincenzo!” She screams, and I know I’ve done my job right.
“Jessica.”
Over and over, we call until we are floating into an other-worldly crescendo where we’re suspended in the sky, bursting with light like stars. Every flicker of fire within is the pulse of our pleasure. I release my warmth into her; she grips me tightly, tugging my chest closer to hers as I continue to deeply thrust until I can’t anymore.
Slowly I pull out, kissing her moist lips dampened with the condensation of our shared breath. Then I scoop her up in my arms and pull her onto my chest as I lead us to the top of the bed— not ever letting go, not a chance.
“I love you, Jessica Lee,” I whisper once more, and she looks up at me.
“I love you, Vincenzo San Giovanni.” and I kiss her forehead in response before she nuzzles into my neck.
I’m quiteconfident that I want the rest of my life to look like this. Fuck the holy trinity of mafia living. All I need is her. The best of me is embedded in her, connecting us forever, and I would never untangle such a perfectly tied knot.
It’s the kind of love that I didn’t think could exist, the type that takes your breath away, and the words right out of your mouth. It brings you to another reality where everything is smiling, and your heart is exposed to be known.
Never will there ever be another love as grand as ours, and now I’m quite certain that we are the only ones on the planet fortunate enough to have this bond. I reach my hand to the baby in her stomach, sending it a promise that I spoke to its mother. “I will always protect you.” And before I realize it, my eyes are closing, the pain medication is kicking in like the rise and fall of ocean tides, and I’m swept up in it.
The darkness I’m greeted with no longer scares me because I know it will always be light with Jessica Lee by my side. There is nothing too dark, too far gone, or too broken to be mended and held by our impervious love.
Eternity is jealous of us because it’s never known anything as endlessly transcendent as our hearts beating in perfect time with one another. We were cut from the same cloth sewn back together to find out that we were nothing until our purpose was found in each other.