“Tonight is your night,” Tomasso grunted out, distracted as my hips moved faster and faster.
"Mmm, good," I gasped, giving in to my body's desires as I rode him faster and faster, my voice reduced to guttural groans and gasps as my pussy flared over and over, pulsing with pleasure as I approached my orgasm. Tomasso held me secure and safe, his left arm on the small of my back while his right hand massaged my breasts, adding to the powerful sensations coursing through me. With a choked cry, I came, my fingers squeezing the back of the chair as he held me tight, letting the waves of pleasure wash over me.
I hadn't even realized that I had that sneaking fear until I said it, and the fact that Tomasso said he loved me and had no regrets freed the last of my worries. I grinned as I got off his lap. "I seem to have stained your suit pants. We should get those off you before it sets.”
Leaning forward, I unbuttoned his coat, stripping the clothes off his upper body. I kissed and licked at his skin as each perfect bit was revealed to me until Tomasso was naked from the waist up. I got to my knees and gave him a grin as I undid his belt and eased the zipper of his pants down.
"I have something special I'd like to do for you. Hold on," I said, pulling his pants down. I was flummoxed for a second by his leg brace, but I'd gotten good at the straps, and quickly had it off, pulling his pants the rest of the way off, leaving him naked and powerful. "I'll be right back. Stay exactly like that."
Tomasso chuckled as I gathered up his clothes and ran to his bathroom, dropping the pile in the dirty clothes hamper inside before adding my own. Checking the medicine cabinet, I found what I wanted, figuring it had to be there or in his room somewhere. The tube of lubricant was a bit old, but since he’d been in college most of the time, I figured that would be the case. It was still cool and slick to my fingers, and I eased some inside me, reaching back and shivering in anticipation as my fingers slipped inside my ass.
I'd only ever done this once before. I lubricated myself as best I could before wiping my hands with a towel and then going back out into the bedroom, chuckling at the sight of Tomasso slowly pumping his cock with his fist. "Did I take too long?"
"No . . . but I couldn't resist," Tomasso replied, his eyes fixed on my hips as I swayed across the room. "What's behind your back?"
"Just this," I said, showing him the lubricant. "For you and that beautiful cock of yours. I'm already prepared."
I got to my knees again, squirting a line of lubricant into my hand before I wrapped it around his cock, pumping his shaft until he glistened in the overhead lights. "It’s a well-known fact that Brazilian women are proud of their backsides," I teased as I prepared him. "Think you can handle it?”
"I'm damn sure going to try," Tomasso said, gasping when I reached underneath and massaged his prostate some. "Keep that up, though, and I'm not going to have a chance."
I winked at him, then let go of his cock and straddled his waist again, my breasts pressing against his face, encouraging him as I reached back and took him and positioned it at my back entrance. "Don't worry, I'm ready."
He nodded and wrapped his lips around my left nipple as I eased myself down, the momentary flash of stretching pain giving way to deep, rumbling pleasure as I sank down on his cock. We both groaned as my ass stretched and was filled by him while his lips sent sparks through my chest. I gasped when I was all the way impaled, rising up and settling back down, stretching me the rest of the way.
We started slow, his cock filling me over and over in slow motion, each inch rubbing that secret point inside me that sent dark fire through my body and straight to my heart and brain. “Oh . . .”
He smiled as my hips lifted and sank on their own, and I started to plunge myself faster and faster, Tomasso and me looking in each other's eyes as his cock filled me again and again. My clit rubbed against his hard stomach as I rode him, the dual sensations leaving my mind whirling. In the middle of the maelstrom, there was Tomasso, his breath coming faster and faster as I clenched around him. He encouraged me, his hands supporting me as I let my inner passions run wild.
We were both crying out, gasping in pleasure, and I knew I couldn't hold out much longer.
"Come for me," he groaned, his hands tweaking my nipples as I lost all control. I clenched one last time as I sank down, screaming in pleasure as I came again, my ass and clit combining to send me into a delirious seizure of climax. I felt him shudder underneath me, his cock swelling, and in an instant, I was complete and in the arms of the man I loved.
I sagged against him, both of us sweating and gasping, not wanting to get up. "That . . . was incredible," I whispered in his ear.
“It was amazing,” Tomasso said, holding me close. I could hear the emotion in his voice and breathing. "I love you."
"I love you too."
Epilogue
Tomasso - Sixteen Months Later