I could have been totally done. Between my still throbbing backside and the explosive moment of bliss, I was spent and must have lain there for a few moments before I felt Elio stir. He slid out from underneath me, and I didn’t move from the couch.
In an instant, he grabbed my waist and threw me over his shoulder. I started to pound on his back.
“Hey!” I screamed. “Put me down.”
He walked us into the other bedroom, which was an exact replica of the one I was in earlier tonight.
“As you wish.” He dropped me on the bed.
I looked up into his eyes but only saw the same intensity from earlier.
“Don’t you need like time to… rev up again?” I asked, feeling stupid for not knowing the exact word. My only knowledge was from smut books and pornos, and neither were really well known for their accuracy.
“Refractory period, rosa mia.” He leaned down and started to kiss my stomach, making his way up to my neck.
“Yeah, that.” Immediately, I could feel him throbbing against my stomach again. “Isn’t it true that when you’re older, you need more time?”
He stopped, and I missed the physical touching of my body. It made me almost… sad.
“Are you calling me old?” He looked serious, and I was worried that somehow my question offended him. I mean, it was a basic fact that he was much older than me, but I didn’t want to hurt his feelings.
“I mean…” I trailed off, and then his lips turned into one of his infamous smiles and he started laughing so loud that I swear it echoed into the lobby.
“Thank you, amore, for your concern. When it comes to you, I don’t need much time, evidently.” Then he gestured below theVof his hips, and I saw his cock already throbbing and desperate again.
He continued trailing kisses along my body until he reached my ear, where he very gently nibbled my earlobe.
“Tell me what you want.” His voice was laced with desperation.
I knew what he wanted, and even though my body was desperate, my mind was tricking me. I hadn’t done much thinking, quite honestly, until now. I was just acting on instinct, and it wasn’t steering me astray. But this was different. I had spent my entire thirty years of life being told that this moment was what made you a woman. There was no turning back.
“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want,” he admitted, as if he could sense my hesitation.
I turned so I was facing Elio, the one person who gave me everything. And while I hated to admit it because I was still pissed at him, I trusted him with my entire life. I couldn’t be happier that it was him I was going to share this with. There was never anyone else. It was always him.
“I want it to be with you.” I looked at him, his green eyes filling with lust and satisfaction. “It’s always been you, Elio.”
As if a switch was flipped, he grabbed my waist with one hand and thrust me against the headboard. I winced ever so slightly at my sensitive back.
“Open your legs for me.”
I obliged.
“This will hurt you a little, but if you cannot handle it at any point, you need to use your words and tell me,” he instructed.
“Okay.”
Then he brought the tip of his cock to my entrance, and very slowly, he used his hips to push into me. I grabbed the sheets next to me, bracing myself for how large he was.
“Relax,” he commanded as he grabbed my hands and lifted them around his neck. When he was finally all the way in, a pleasure I couldn’t put into words enveloped my entire body. If an orgasm was a glimpse of bliss, then the sensation of Elio inside me was akin to dwelling in heaven itself.
“I am going to start to move in and out. You need to tell me if you are okay.”
I almost didn’t realize he was talking to me, and all I could do was nod furiously. “Pleasefuck me.”
As soon as the words escaped my throat, he was immediately on me, thrusting his hips into mine. I grasped his back for stability.
“You are so fucking tight.” He started to pick up the pace and moved with ease. My body soon began getting used to his cock being inside of me, and I could finally relax. I let out a blissful string of moans. “You are doing such a good job.”