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“Are you sure you want this?” He asks, watching you play with his cross, the only item left on him.

“Yes.”

He cups your face and leans in, pressing his lips onto yours, “I love you, Elicia.”

“I love you…Antonio.”

His large hands run down your neck, cupping your breasts. He nips at your bottom lip, running his tongue along it, pushing his tongue in, and rubbing it against yours. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. He slowly and gently places you on your back, resting you on the clothes that you both placed to cushion the two of you. You run your fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp. He moans into your mouth, and pulls away from your lips, trailing soft kisses down your neck. You bite your bottom lip, to hold in your sounds of pleasure as he rubs his tongue against your nipple. You run your fingers down his chest and abdomen, feeling every crease, all the way down to his groin.

His body stiffens once he feels your fingers wrap around his erection. With a feathery and ghostly touch made by you, he moans, pressing his forehead onto your chest, closing his eyes to be able to feel the depth and feeling behind your touch. His heavy breathing and moans make your wetter and your body aches for him. He slowly rocks his hips, the pleasure rising, his heart rate picking up. He props himself up by placing both hand on either side of your head, and you watch him panting, his eyes closed. His very display of ecstasy makes you lick your lips and moan when his tip brushes against your throbbing entrance.

“Elicia,” His breath gets caught in his throat, “S-stop…”

You released him and he comes to a stop. You cup his cheeks, running your thumbs over his eyelids, down his cheeks, and over his lips. He kisses your thumbs, while he grabs your hips, pulling your lower half closer to his, but then he grabs your legs, propping them up on his shoulders. You look at him in confusion, and he lowers himself, his hot breath making you tingle with excitement, and without warning, plunges his tongue deep insides you. You gasp and arch your back, and with your legs, try to pull him closer.

“Antonio~,” You cry.

Never have you felt so much pleasure, and never has your body reacted in such a way. You never really knew how a man could make a woman feel such a way. But he has taught you many things, and you aren’t surprised that he would be the one to teach you about the intimacy between a man and a woman.

You begin to mew as you feel yourself tighten in more ways than one. He pulls back, licking his lips, not letting you reach your orgasm. He lowers your legs and smiles, then leans over to hover over you; his cross brushing against your chest as it dangles off his neck.

“This may hurt a bit.”

“I am ready,” You tell him.

“Wrap your arms around me,” He commands.

You do as he instructs, your hands placed on his back as he positions himself, “Do what you want to me to relieve your pain.”

He slowly pushes inside you, making your eyes water. He grunts, trying to push himself deeper inside you. You dig your nails into his back, leaving long red marks, but also you bite into his shoulder to muffle your cries. He winces, and kisses your shoulder.

“It’s alright…it will all go away soon. You’ll feel much better. I promise…I’m sorry this hurts you,” He slowly moves his hips rhythmically and in a matter of seconds, the pain is replaced by pleasure.

You moan as he rubs against the bundle of nerves located inside you. He picks you up, forcing you to sit on his lap while he thrusts his hips up, you bounce with him. He wraps his arms around your waist, grabbing your butt, and his lips occupy your chest, placing light butterfly kisses all over it. You run your hands through his hair, and your moans start to get louder.

“Antonio! Ah, Antonio!”

“Almost there love. Just a little longer please.”

“An-Antonio,” You cry in pleasure, “I…I…”

“Shh, I know, I know.”

His thrusts become faster, to the point where you don’t even remember where you are. All you can see is you and Antonio, and the feeling of pure ecstasy engulfing your whole body. It finally happened, and before you could scream, he grabs your hair, forcing your lips onto his to silence you. You dig your nails into his shoulders, as his hold tightens as he himself reaches his release.

“Elicia.”