Page 47 of Useless Love

I leave her lips, and I venture along the delicate slope of her neck, savoring the soft moans that escape her. Her shaky timid fingers roughly cling to me for dear life. She is writhing beneath me in such a responsive way that I fear we might both explode.

We move in tandem, a dance of passion where I pull and she pushes, our naked torsos rubbing along each other. I push my fingers through her sweet wet folds. She’s so slick and heated, and the opening of her tight, little cunt grips my fingers so snugly.

She throws her head back, digging her fingers into my shoulders. “Carmine,” she cries out.

I swirl my fingers around her opening, not entering too deep so I don’t break her virginity, and my thumb presses into her clit. I feed on her tits while pleasuring her, and she finally comes undone beneath me.

When she finally stops moaning, I kiss her softly. “Do you feel less hot now, baby?”

“A little but…” She glances at my crotch. “I don’t want you to be hot too. It’s unbearable.”

My dick is rock hard with arousal, I can feel the pleasure dancing on my spine. I want to release into her so badly; I want to thrust with wild abandon and fuck her into oblivion.

But I made a promise, and I have to keep my word. I shake my head softly and start to pull back.

“Please,” she says, and my restraint starts to crack.

“What are you asking, princess?”

She’s too flushed and shy to actually say it, so she stares at my crotch. I’m not going to last long with her eyeing me like that.

“You want to watch, baby?”

She nods.

Maybe I shouldn’t, but doesn’t my princess deserve to get what she wants? I free my throbbing cock, and she gasps.

“Still okay?” I confirm.

She nods, looking more curious now. I smirk, wondering if my sweet princess has a voyeuristic streak in her. But slowly, to appease my princess, I start stroking myself. Her breath is heavy, those beautiful tits moving up and down with each breath, and I’m mesmerized by them.

I start stroking faster. She must get too curious, because she places her small hand on mine, her fingers grazing the head of my cock, and that’s all it takes for me to explode. I’m not being mindful of where I spill, because soon her breasts are covered in my cum.

She stares down at her body, almost in shock. But then she smiles. “Feel better?” she asks me.

Fuck, this woman… I lean down and kiss her deeply. Then I ask, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” her shy voice quietly says.

“I should get you home."

She nods and without words, I help clean her up. Never in my life have I ever helped a woman clean up after sex, but this is not just any woman. She is a princess. Soon, she will be all mine.

I help to fix her disheveled hair. Then we leave the penthouse and hop into the SUV.. The quiet drive is filled with stolen glances. Her eyes are bright and her cheeks are flush, but her gaze is far away.

I can feel something is off. With a frown I ask, “Are you sure you’re okay? I’m sorry if I took things too far.”

She smiles softly. “I’m okay. I just can’t believe we did all that. I liked it…I only worry one day we’ll go too far.”

I reach for her hand, “Too far, how? You’ll be my wife someday soon, so we’ll explore everything once we’re married. A husband and wife can’t go too far.”

Her smile falters and she looks sad. “You’re right. A married couple can do everything together.”

I don’t understand her sudden mood shift. Is she having doubts about the wedding? Losing interest? I hope not, because my dick will never get hard for another woman. I kiss her hand. “In one month, we can set a date. Shit, the wedding can be two days after the date is announced. Start planning now if you want.”

She nods, but something still feels off. I drive her home and escort her into the building. She kisses me on the cheeks like I’m not the man she plans to marry, only an acquaintance. She disappears behind the elevator doors.

For the life of me, I can’t fully understand how such a phenomenal night ended so sour. I leave the high-rise, completely scratching my head.

---