“Marco,” I whisper against his lips, clutching his back.
He grabs my ass, pulling me back and forth on top of him. His cock is touching every inch of my inner walls. It’s heaven on earth.
“You love my cock in you, don’t you?” he asks into my ear. His hot breath tickles my neck.
“Yes,” I cry out, dropping my head back. “Yes.”
“You were made for me. I swear.”
“Yes!”
“God, I love how loud you are. Let the world know you’re mine, baby. My dirty girl.”
I don’t stop my moans from escaping me. “Marco!”
He falls onto his back and I hover over him, bringing my chest to his. Our thrusts become more frantic and shallow. I can feel my orgasm rising and rising within me.
Our lips meet in a sweaty, sloppy kiss as our hips work together. His large hands encapsulate my back, making me feel safe.
“I need…” I whine.
“I know. Come for me, Ciara.” In one smooth motion, he rolls me onto my back and thrusts into me harder. My cry gets caught in my throat. “Come for me, my dirty girl. I know you need it.”
“I need it! Oh, I need it.” And as soon as I say it, my orgasm comes rushing through me. My hips buck into his, desperate for more. Marco fucks me like a man caught in his passion. His vulnerability is on display.
I love this man.
“Ciara,” he groans as his own orgasm takes over him. He thrusts his hips into me once more before he shudders, burying his head into my neck. I stroke his back, needing to comfort him. Needing to be close to him.
After a moment, he pulls out of me and slumps onto the bed. We both catch our breath.
A smile crosses my face before laughter bubbles out of my throat.
“You’re happy?” he asks.
“I am.” I roll into his side, resting my face above his heart. “I know there’s still a lot of things we have to worry about. But for right now, I’m just happy being in your arms. I never thought I would be this happy with you.”
“You wanted me dead at first.”
I flush. “I’m sorry.”
“I don’t blame you. If we never got married, your brother wouldn’t have tried to kill me and you never would have been shot.”
“I don’t regret putting myself in front of you. You chose me, Marco. That’s all I needed. I didn’t want to live our lives separately from each other. Not when we could be happy.”
“And we’re happy together now.” He plants a soft kiss to my head. “I love you, Ciara.” I can tell he’s completely and fully honest with me.
“I love you too.” I hope he can hear the full honesty in my voice as well.
When Marco smiles down at me, I know he can. “Let’s just be happy together. Sound like a deal?”
“Or a promise.”
“Then I promise I’ll work to always make you happy.”
I snuggle into his side, feeling at home. “And I’ll make the same promise.”
The future is uncertain but in this moment, Marco and I are choosing each other.
And that’s all that matters.
The End