Chapter 50: Making love
"You really love me that much, huh?" Mike teased as Denise averted her gaze, her face flushed.
"Of course, you're mine, not to that b*tch," she said.
"It feels so good hearing you like that, sweetie because I remember I'm the one who always says that, but how you say it as well," Mike said, smiling at her.
"I love you, Mike," she murmured under her breath as Denise felt him stiffen and his face was emotionless when she looked back at him.
"Say it again," he insisted.
He drew her in closer, so she was straddling his lap, and trapped her in his arms, preventing her from moving.
"I love you," she said louder this time.
and with greater assurance
"So, let's clear this up; I'm sorry if I didn't trust you—" She was cut off as he smashed his lips against hers.
He bit her bottom lip roughly, causing her to gasp in pain, but he used the opportunity to stick his tongue inside her mouth.
His grip on her waist tightened noticeably, his fingers digging into her skin, and she could tell the skin was going to bruise.
He continued down her neck even after she broke the kiss.
"S-Stop it, Mike," she moaned, pushing his chest back.
He didn't say anything but bit down hard on her collarbone. He soothed it with his tongue, leaving open-mouthed kisses up and down her neck, and by the way, he was sucking it, she knew it would be bruised tomorrow.
"You're hurting me, Mike," she moaned softly.
He yanked away from her, almost causing her to fall if he hadn't caught her in time.
"I'm sorry... I-I'm not sure what happened to me; I can't control myself; I missed you so much."
Denise then drew him into a hug, laying her head on his chest.
head on his shoulder, enjoying the sensation of him against her. His reaction was exactly what she expected.
"It's okay, Love, I'm okay," she said as she shook her head and smiled before pulling away from him, which he didn't like.
"I need to take a shower first, Mike, so let me go," she chuckled, attempting to pull his fingers off of her.
"You still smell great, and I like it," he stiffly said.
"Then I'd like to see you in your underwear as well, it's only fair," Denise teased.
He smirked at her before kicking off his pants, and her gaze absorbed him.
Denise thought to herself, "Damn, this man has an exquisite body." She blushed as she observed the size of his bulge, which was straining against the fabric that was holding it captive.
Mike lifted her bridal gown, and she squealed as he squealed her ass into their room.
He gently placed her on the bed before climbing on top of her.
"I really want you right now," he said quietly.
"Then f*ck me now," Denise said seductively as his lips locked on hers in a deep kiss as he unbuckled her bra. Denise wrapped her hands around his neck, trying to play with his hair as he deepened the kiss.
He slid her pantyhose down slowly, gently twirling his thumb over her clit. As he kissed down her neck, she let out a moan.
He then managed to slip one of his fingers inside her, causing her to gasp in surprise.
He began slowly moving it in and out of her before adding a second as Denise felt incredible.
"This might hurt, sweetie, because I'm going to f*ck you so hard and deeper, I'm going to f*ck you intensely," he explained.
Arabella smiled and nodded. "Are you ready?" he inquired.
She responded with a kiss, and he then removed his boxers, completely liberating himself.
Denise's eyes widened as she saw how big his d*ck was; she knew he was big, but she didn't think he could be this huge. "F*ck, you f*ck many times, but this time your d*ck is bigger than ever," Denise said, laughing at Mike's reaction.
"Relax, my love, this is how much my d*ck misses you," he said softly before laying her flat on the bed.
He positioned himself next to her core, teasing her with his tip and grazing it against her sensitive flesh.
"You know I'm going to f*ck you, sweetie."
"Do it now, ahhhhh—-," she moaned in agony as he pushed himself inside her.
Denise squeezed her eyes shut as she felt him sink deeper and deeper.
"Ahhhhh, Mike," she moaned, "it hurts a little, ah."
He kissed her lips softly, and Denise felt his hips collide with hers, causing him to gasp.
"Watch me how I'm f*cking you, sweetie," he moans.
She didn't react quickly enough for him, causing him to pull away from her and slam back in, causing her eyes to pop open on their own.
"F*ck..." he whispered.
Denise began quivering beneath him, and he began moving in and out of her, slowly at first before speeding up and kissing her hard.
"Oh, Mike," Denise moaned as her stomach tightened.
"Not yet, sweetie, hold it," he said, making her growl in frustration.
"P-Please," she begged, unable to contain herself any longer.
Denise unraveled around him as he nodded his head. It took a few more strokes for him to join her, his hot seed shooting inside of her.
"I hope you know I'm not finished with you yet," he said, his eyes glistening with lust.
"The first round was for you, and this round is for me, do you understand?"
Denise smiled as she nodded her head. "I love you, Mike," she said, blushing.
He smiled at her and drew her in close. "I love you, even more, Denise."
He looked her in the eyes for a split second before kissing her intensely in a way he'd never kissed her before.
From his kiss, she felt distressed, heartbreak, and desire all at once.
"What's the matter, Love?" she inquired, concerned.
"Please don't leave me again," he begged, his eyes welling up with tears.
"Never," she vowed.
"I'm yours, only yours," he said as he re-entered her, causing her to deep breath as he filled her up.
