Chapter 144: Chapter 144
DOMENICO
Reina rode me with a desperate, almost frantic rhythm that stole my breath. Her hands pressed against my chest, nails digging in as she lifted and sank down onto my cock again and again. Even after everything we’d already done, she was still soaked, her pussy gripping me like it never wanted to let go. I could see the conflict in her eyes—exhaustion mixed with that strange, unrelenting hunger. My hands stayed gentle on her hips, guiding her, cherishing her.
"Fuck, Reina," I groaned, thrusting up to meet her. "You feel incredible. So tight, so wet for me."
She whimpered, her head falling back. "Mmm... deeper... please."
I gave her what she asked for, rolling my hips in slow, powerful strokes while she ground down. The wet slap of our bodies filled the living room, her juices coating my thighs. I watched her breasts bounce with every movement, heavy and flushed, her nipples dark and begging. She was falling apart again, but I held back, savoring every second of her losing control on top of me.
Her pace grew erratic. "Domenico... I’m close again—oh god!"
"Come for me, my love," I whispered, reaching up to cup her face. She shattered beautifully, her walls clamping down around my cock in rhythmic pulses. Her moans turned into loud, broken cries as she trembled above me. I couldn’t hold back anymore. With a deep growl, I thrust up hard one final time and came, flooding her with thick ropes of cum. The pleasure was blinding, possessive. I filled her completely, marking her from the inside.
She collapsed onto my chest, breathing hard, our bodies slick with sweat. For a few moments, we stayed locked together, my cock still twitching inside her as I softened. But then she shifted, and a soft, needy sound escaped her lips.
"My boobs... they feel so heavy," she murmured against my neck, voice shaky. "They hurt. Please... suck them, Domenico. Make it better."
The request sent fresh heat surging through me. I gently rolled us so she was on her back again, careful not to crush her. Her breasts rose and fell with each breath, full and sensitive. I lowered my head, taking one stiff nipple into my mouth and sucking gently at first.
The reaction was immediate and explosive.
"Ahhh! Fuck!" Reina cried out loudly, her back arching sharply off the couch. Her hands flew into my hair, gripping tight. "Mmmmfuck... yes! They’re so sensitive tonight—oh god, suck harder!"
I obeyed, hollowing my cheeks and sucking deeper, flicking my tongue rapidly over the swollen peak while my hand kneaded the other breast. She was louder than I’d ever heard her, moaning without restraint, her body writhing beneath me. Every pull of my mouth seemed to send shocks through her. Her hips bucked even though I wasn’t inside her anymore, fresh wetness leaking from her cum-filled pussy.
"Shit... Domenico... it feels too good—ahh! Don’t stop... mmm, your mouth... fuck!" Her thighs trembled violently. She was far more sensitive than usual, every lick and suck drawing out these raw, desperate sounds that made my spent cock twitch with renewed interest.
I switched to the other nipple, giving it the same devoted attention—sucking, licking, gently biting before soothing with my tongue. Reina’s moans grew even louder, echoing through the room like music. "Yes! Like that... oh my god, I can’t—mmmfuuuck!" Her fingers tightened painfully in my hair as another smaller orgasm ripped through her from just my mouth on her breasts. She shook and gasped, tears slipping from the corners of her eyes again.
I kept worshipping her until her body finally softened, her loud cries fading into soft, exhausted whimpers. Only then did I pull back, kissing the valley between her breasts tenderly.
For a while, she lay there catching her breath. Then she started moving, trying to sit up. "I... I should go," she whispered, reaching for her dress. "This was... I need to leave."
My heart clenched. No. She couldn’t walk out now, not when she was this vulnerable. I sat up quickly, wrapping my arms around her from behind before she could fully stand. "Reina, wait. Please don’t go tonight."
She stiffened. "Domenico..."
"Paolo probably won’t come back until late, if at all," I said softly, keeping my voice calm and concerned. "If you go home alone right now, you’ll sit there in the dark thinking about everything we did. About how you came apart in my arms. It might eat at you. You might hurt yourself with all that guilt spinning in your head."
She turned slightly, eyes uncertain. I pressed on, brushing my lips against her bare shoulder. "Stay with me. Just for tonight. I need you next to me, feeling your warmth while we sleep. I won’t ask again after this, I promise. But tonight... let me hold you. Let me take care of you when the thoughts get too loud."
Reina hesitated, pulling her dress closer to her chest. "I shouldn’t. This was only supposed to be one night, and now—"
"One night doesn’t have to end in regret and loneliness," I murmured, turning her gently to face me. My hand cupped her cheek, thumb stroking away the remnants of her tears. "You’re exhausted. Your body is still trembling. What if you walk home like this and something happens? I couldn’t live with that. Stay. We can just lie together. No more pressure. I just want to wake up knowing you’re safe beside me."
She looked down, conflicted. I could see the exhaustion winning. "You always do this... make it sound so reasonable."
"Because I care about you more than you know," I said, voice low and sincere. "More than anyone else ever has. Let me prove it by being here for you when you need it most. Stay, Reina. Please."
The silence stretched. Finally, she let out a long breath and nodded slowly. "Okay... just tonight."
Relief flooded me. I pulled her back down onto the couch, wrapping my body around hers protectively. "Thank you," I whispered into her hair, kissing her temple. "You won’t regret this. I’ll make sure you feel safe."
She curled into me, her breathing gradually evening out. I held her close, my hand stroking her back in slow circles, already thinking about how I would make tomorrow feel like an extension of tonight. One night was becoming so much more, and I had no intention of letting her slip away.
For now, though, she was here. Warm. Mine. And I will make sure she’ll continue to be mine. No matter what it takes, she’ll forever be mine.
