Page 21 of Vow to Me

Tingles start forming at the base of my spine, not wanting it to be over yet I pull out of her mouth and let her catch her breath for a second before I reach down and grasp her under her arms and pull her up so she’s standing.

I slam my mouth down on hers, pulling her into a frantic kiss as I reach into her panties, finding her fucking drenched. I break the kiss and start peppering kisses on her neck.

“You’re fucking soaked Iz, choking on my dick really gets you wet, huh?” I say with a chuckle before quickly pulling off her jeans.

Reaching down, I grab her thighs and lift her up, she wraps her legs around my waist and runs her fingers through my hair while I walk us towards the mirrored wall. She pulls my head down and brings her lips back to mine just as I push her against the wall and move my hands backwards, squeezing a handful of her ass.

“Full disclosure, I started the pill a week before I came to New York, so if you’re doing this to get me pregnant, it won’t work,” she says, pulling away from the kiss.

What the fuck? Does she seriously think I’m only fucking her to get her pregnant?

“Look at me Izzy,” I bark, and she tips her head up to meet my eyes, the sadness in her eyes makes my want to rip my own goddamn heart out and hand it to her. Jesus, I’d sell my fuckingsoul to the devil to never see that expression on her face ever again. This girl is fucking tearing me up inside.

She can rip me to goddamn pieces so long as she never leaves.

“I need you to fucking listen to me baby, okay? I am not only fucking to get you pregnant. Hell, you could decide you never want kids and I’d be okay with that, the only thing I give a shit about is you and making sure you’re happy. You don’t have to do this Izzy, I only want this if it’s something that you want. I don’t want you to regret this,” I say, desperation clear in my voice and I hold my breath while I wait for an answer.

“Show me how you fuck, Luca. Please, I need to feel you inside me.”

Thank fuck.

I pull back and line myself up with her entrance, I search her eyes for a second, making sure she’s absolutely sure she wants to do this. She gives me a steely look of determination before I slam forward, making her cry out. I still, giving her a moment to get used to my size, she’s so fucking tight, I have to clench my jaw to stop myself from railing into her.

“Jesus Izzy, you feel so goddamn good, how are you so fucking tight?” I ask breathlessly as pull her sweater over her head and quickly unclasp her bra, throwing it to the floor.

“Luca, you need to fucking move, dammit! Please, please fuck me,” she begs. Fuck, I could get used to hearing her beg.

I slowly pull back before thrusting back into her and bringing her mouth to mine, she moans into my mouth, and I start fucking her harder.

“You're taking me so well, little queen. You’re such a good fucking girl for me,” I pant, continuing with punishing thrusts. I’ve never felt so connected to someone; I’ve never felt so fucking free.

“Oh my god, Luca! So good…so fucking good,” she whimpers as her walls start to tighten around me, she’s so fucking wet that I can feel her juices soaking my balls.Christ, I’m not gonna last much longer.

I pull out and drop her to her feet in one quick motion before I spin her around. I push her head down, bending her forward before I enter her again. Grabbing her hair in my fist, I pull her head up so she’s facing the mirror. “Look in the mirror while I fuck you, wife. I want you to watch while I make you come on my cock for the first time,” I grunt while slamming into her like a man possessed.

“I’ll never get enough of you, Izzy, I’ll fuck your every day for the rest of my goddamn life.”

“Oh my God, Luca. So… good,” she whimpers the last word.

“Fuck baby, be a good little girl and come for me, I need to feel you coming all over my dick,” I grit out through clenched teeth, while I reach my hand to her front and roll her clit between my fingers. It’s been far too long of me fucking my fist and I’ve thought of fucking her so many times, yet this has been one thousand times better than I ever could have imagined. I feel my balls tighten and I know this isn’t going to last for much longer.

Her walls pulse, her pussy clamps around my dick, strangling the fucking life out of me and she screams my name as she comes, drenching me even further. Her hot, wet heat making it impossibleto hold on, and I roar my release right along with her, filling her with my cum.

I turn us both around before sliding down the wall as sitting on the gym floor, holding her to my chest as we both fight to catch our breaths. I peck a soft kiss to her forehead, savoring the feeling of her naked in my arms. That has got to be the best fucking sex I’ve ever had in my life. The whole thing was like a fucking out of body experience. Fuck, I really don’t think it could ever get any better than that.

Izzy’s breathing eventually evens out, and I glance down to see that she’s fast asleep in my arms, snuggling into me. It’s then that I realize I never want to go back to life without her, she’s fucking sunshine, lighting up my whole life.

I want to wake up with her in my arms every morning and go to sleep peppering kisses in her hair every night. I want to bottle up all of her smiles. I want to be her shoulder to lean on. I want to be the one she tells all of her secrets to. I want to be her savior, her hero, her dark knight and her future. I want her to be mine, always. And more than anything else, I want to behers, too.

Chapter Twenty

Izzy

Imust have fallen asleep at some point because the next thing I know, I'm waking up to Luca peppering kisses along my jaw while he wraps his arms around me and lifts me up from his bed. He must have put me to bed once I fell asleep in his arms in the gym.

“Time to wake up baby, we need to clean you up,” he whispers softly in my ear, and I let out a grunt of acknowledgement as he carries me into the bathroom and sets me down in the shower since were both still naked from earlier before pulling on my hair tie to let my hair loose from its messy bun.

Unlike last time, Luca doesn’t let me wash myself—no, he takes the loofah, squirts some of the soap that smells uniquely like him and begins slowly washing me, he remains gentle as he washes my arms, chest and back.

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