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It was against all reason, but it seemed to be the only possible reality for me...
If someone had told me that I would long for the touch of a man who had so much blood on his hands, I would have shaken my head and just smiled tiredly at this statement.
If someone had told me that I was capable of taking life myself, I might not have had to think for a second to firmly deny that statement...
But that's how it was now and I had to learn to deal with it. Whether it was the right thing or not. Whether we were doomed to break it or not. The only thing that mattered to me was that he was by my side, everything else just happened and was way out of my control anyway.
"You're shaking," Emilio interrupted my thoughts, breaking out of our passionate kiss to eye me with concern as he very gently placed his hands on my cheeks. A touch that triggered more good in me than there could be evil..
"Not because of you," I tried to calm him down and pulled him closer to me again to place my lips on his. I didn't want to be cared for right now, didn't want to be pitied or treated like a fragile being.
I just wanted to feel alive again and forget all this chaos.
Emilio must have sensed exactly what I needed at that moment and pushed me even closer to the couch with his strong body so that I slowly sat down on the edge after our lips parted and I looked up at him expectantly.
"Take my pain away," I breathed into the silence, and without thinking for a second, he leaned over me so I flopped onto my back and watched with bated breath as he slipped between my bent legs knelt and gave me the beautiful palpitations that my blood rushed through my veins. I could already feel the load falling off my shoulders. He took her from me and for that he was more than grateful.
"I can't do that," he suddenly breathed wistfully, carefully resting his arms next to my shoulders, putting his face right over mine. I felt his warm breath on my lips. Enjoying the feel of his skin on mine and just wanting more from him. More of his smell, his closeness, himself.
"You're the only one who can still do that, Emilio," I whispered against his lips, gently placing my hands on his hips, causing him to press his pelvis closer to me and I could feel his hard arousal in my midsection, pushing me closed my eyes with desire.
"You will suffer from me, butterfly," he breathed, and despite this statement, he pressed his pelvis even more demandingly towards me and began to caress the sensitive area of my neck while I let my fingertips stroke his back who got goosebumps from my touch. I smiled with my eyes closed and even if a small, warm tear ran down my cheeks, I just felt free at that moment.
Free from worry, free from fear and doubt. It was just him and I - and even if that terrifying darkness surrounded us more than ever, at least we were trapped in it together.
"I need you," it came out of my trembling lips, but even if my words seemed barely audible, they carried so much more truth than anything I had ever said before.
Emilio immediately broke away from my neck and raised his upper body a bit, which made me open my eyes and look deep into his.
It was like everything around us became irrelevant and I took a deep breath as he placed his arousal right in my middle and pushed himself deep inside me with a hard thrust.
"Emilio," I moaned, equally taken by pain and pleasure and wanted to nestle firmly against his upper body, overwhelmed by my feelings, but he put his hand on my neck and pushed me down slightly while he fixed my eyes and again and again penetrated me with a hardness that threatened to tear me apart.
"I can't stop myself," he breathed apologetically, biting his bottom lip, which made me immediately cup his cheeks in my hands to gape in admiration. He was already so much to me that I could hardly believe it...
"I trust you."
With these words I gave him everything he needed. I knew he wasn't going to hurt me on purpose and I also knew that it was exactly what would do me good right now.
He kept squeezing my breath slightly while his thrusts made me gasp at the same time, but I enjoyed it. I enjoyed this intimacy between us and also that I could give him exactly what he asked for at that moment, which calmed him down and seemed to please him.
And I liked it too, because I didn't feel abused or used despite this demanding nature.
On the contrary... I felt more loved than ever at that moment when he moaned and sank into me again and again and his hand on my neck released more and more pressure.
"Turn around," he suddenly ordered in a hoarse voice and pulled himself out of me, breathing heavily, but I didn't even think of turning around now. I wanted to look into his eyes because I could only lose myself in them and I needed that feeling more than anything.
"No," I breathed out, and when he suddenly gave me a stunned look, I knelt on the couch and pushed his shoulders down so I could straddle his lap.
"You're going to look at me," I demanded confidently, wondering why I suddenly had such an urge to take control, but it felt fantastic.
Especially when I place myself on his hardness, moaning and taking it all the way in, out of breath, realizing with what a proud expression he was staring at me.
"Fuck," he moaned and put his hands on my waist to move in rhythm with me underneath me.
We were in harmony and while I moved faster and faster on him and enjoyed the friction of his arousal on my walls to the deepest core, he suddenly rose and caressed my breasts, so that I buried my hands in his thick, black hair, moaning .
"You feel so good, butterfly," he breathed against the skin between my breasts, placing his hands on my butt to make me move even faster on him.
"I'm coming, Emilio," I moaned, and it was his hoarse, agitated voice that brought me closer to my climax at breakneck speed.
"Look at me," he commanded, and I looked straight into his beautiful, dark eyes as I took a deep breath, my core clenching around his hardness in relief.
Moaning, I began to tremble all over my body and then let my head fall exhausted on his shoulder while he moaned deep inside me a few more times, only to quickly pull himself out of me and squirt his warm ejaculation onto my thigh.. .
"I need you too..."
