Page 21 of Saving His Sunshine

"God, Heidi," he groans, an edge of desperation in his voice. "I can’t get enough of this perfect little body. You’re so goddamn sweet." He leans in to capture my lips with his own, swallowing my cries as he takes me higher.

The obscene slap of skin against skin echoes through the room as he pounds into me, hitting that secret spot inside that makes me sob with pleasure.

He feels so good; everything feels so good.

The feel of him—the hard planes and muscular lines of his body—is some kind of aphrodisiac.

"Oh God," I moan brokenly, my nails digging into his shoulders as he fucks me harder. "Don't stop."

"That's it, angel," he rasps against my ear. "Take my cock just like that. Fuck, you look so beautiful spread out on my bed, stuffed full of me."

"Alessandro," I gasp, my world narrowing down to this one perfect moment and his filthy words. "I-I think I'm..."

"I got you, Heidi," he grunts as he drives himself even deeper, as if he intends to imprint himself inside me. "Just let go."

He tangles his fingers through my hair, pulling on the strands just enough to make me whimper with pleasure. His other hand slips between our bodies, his fingers rolling over my clit.

I sob his name, arching beneath him as the coil inside me shrinks in on itself, threatening to explode into a million jagged pieces.

"That’s it, Sunshine. Come on my cock," he demands, grinding against my clit in a way that has me gasping for breath. "I want to feel this sweet cunt milking me dry. Give it to me, Heidi."

I can’t deny him. I don’t even try.

With a keening cry, I shatter in his arms, wave after wave of ecstasy crashing over me.

He growls low in his throat, his rhythm faltering.

"Fuck, baby!”

He buries his face in my neck with a guttural moan, slamming into me one last time before going rigid above me. Warmth floods my womb as he empties himself inside me, his cock throbbing and jerking with each powerful spurt.

I tremble in his arms, gasping as we collapse in a tangle of limbs and sweaty skin, his body pressed tight to mine. His heart thunders against my chest, pounding like a drum.

“Heidi,” he murmurs against my ear. “Jesus, Sunshine. You’re perfect.”

I’m not sure what scares me more...the fact that he means it, or the realization that I feel the same way about him. He’s perfect.

But he’s wrong about me. I’m not perfect. I’m a mess. I’ve always been a mess. Eventually, he’s going to realize it too.

Will he walk away like my bio parents did when he figures it out?

Panic wells up in my throat at the thought, my heart racing for an entirely different reason now. I open my mouth, not even sure what I'm going to say, but he beats me to it.

"I feel you freaking out." His powerful arms close around me, engulfing me in his strength. "Just breathe, Sunshine. I meant what I said. I'm not going anywhere. You've got me now, for as long as you'll have me."

Some of the tension bleeds out of me at his soothing reassurance, and I let out a slow, shuddering breath.

He brushes a tender kiss against my temple. "There's my girl," he praises softly, making me shiver. "I've got you, Heidi. Always."

We lay like that for a few moments before I start to squirm restlessly. He's still rock-hard inside me, and it’s more than a little bit distracting.

"Um..." I whisper hesitantly. "You're still...you know...inside me..."

"I know." His lips curve against my ear. "And that's where I'm staying. We're sleeping just like this, angel. You're so warm and tight around me, and we can't have my cum leaking out of this sweet pussy, now can we?"

I clench involuntarily at his words, a needy whimper escaping my throat. "Alessandro!"

"Told you, once I got my hands on you, I wasn't taking them off," he reminds me, rocking his hips gently, pushing even deeper into me. "I meant that shit. And don't think I didn't feel how much you liked hearing it. I can read this sexy little body like a book, Sunshine. You can't hide what you need from me."

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