Page 13 of Sinful Eve

“Olivia, I want you.”

“I want you, too.”

“I want you so bad.”

“Then take me.”

“I will.”

“But first, I want to taste you.”

I gasp as he trails kisses down my neck and across my collarbone. His tongue is hot against my skin, and I burn from head to toe. He continues kissing and licking his way down my body until he reaches my breasts. He cups and massagesthem gently, as if he already knows. His thumbs brush over my nipples, sending shivers down my spine. I arch my back, pushing more into his hands. He chuckles softly at my greed.

He licks and sucks my nipples until they’re hard peaks. More sensitive and needier than they’ve ever been. Does he notice? His groan tells me he does. Carlo knows my body so well. He should, he’s spent a year exploring every inch of it. When he moves down to my stomach, kissing and nibbling my skin, I picture our child lying safely behind each touch. A part of us already created. A child I cannot wait to meet.

“Carlo,” I moan as he reaches the apex of my thighs.

“Yes, sweetheart?” he murmurs against my skin.

“I need you.”

“I know you do.”

He spreads my legs and settles between them. His tongue teases my clit, and I cry out. He growls, his stubble scraping against my thighs. My fingers tangle in his hair as he continues to lick and suck my clit.

“I’m going to make you come so hard,” he promises as he slides two fingers inside me.

I gasp as he begins to pump them in and out, curling them against my g-spot. “Fuck, you’re so wet for me.”

“Yes, yes, don’t stop.”

His tongue swirls around my clit as his fingers continue to pump in and out of me. Pressure builds inside me, and I’m so close. I arch my back and cry out as the orgasm hits me. Wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me as I ride out my release. Carlo doesn’t let up. He continues to lick and suck my clit, prolonging my pleasure.

I fall back on the bed, my chest heaving as I pant. Carlo kisses his way up my body, his lips finding mine. He kisses me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth. I taste myself on his lips, and it only turns me on more.

Carlo’s hands roam over my body. He positions himself at my entrance and slowly pushes inside me. I gasp as he fills me, stretching me. He groans as he bottoms out inside me.

“You feel so good, sweetheart.”

He begins to move, thrusting in and out of me. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside me. We move together, our bodies in sync.

I run my hands over his back, enjoying the muscles flexing beneath his skin. He kisses me hungrily, his tongue exploring my mouth. My nails dig into his shoulders as my orgasm builds.

“Carlo,” I moan as I reach my peak.

He growls as my pussy tightens around him. He thrusts harder and faster, driving me over the edge. I cry out, my body shuddering as my release washes over me. He follows soon after, roaring his release as he spills his seed inside me.

We lay there, panting, our bodies entwined. I can feel his heartbeat racing against my chest. I press my lips against his shoulder, tasting the saltiness of his sweat on my tongue. He rolls us over, so I’m lying on top of him. He strokes my hair and whispers, “I love you, Olivia.”

I sigh contentedly. “I love you, too, Carlo.”

“I can’t believe last Christmas you thought this was going to be a one-night-stand.” He teases me, tapping his fingers on my butt.

“I didn’t think that. I hoped not, but I wasn’t sure.”

“You should have known.” He kisses me, his lips soft and warm. “I knew the moment I laid eyes on you. Knew you were the one.”

I giggle. “You’re such a romantic.”

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