FerraraIt was times like this that I cursed the human limitations.Because right now, I wished that my eyes could be larger, big as a mirror,To enable Katya see herself through my eyes, the perfection of her artistic nudity.I also wished for more than a pair of hands right now,Because my large palms were suddenly too small considering how I wanted, burned, to touch her every fucking place.Heat broke out in my body the moment I entered her tavern of wetness, the sweetness and intoxication of her body making me spiral out of control.She lay on her back, her smooth beautiful thighs spread out for me, her generous creamy tits bouncing as I slid out and thrusted in again.She was a fucking feast for the eyes.Her skin was flushed to completion, her eyes slightly shut and her pupils parted softly.With her slender hands, she reached for me, her glass skin washed aglow in the ambiance of the indigo lighting and the sensual music.But all those were secondary effects, simply adornments
Ferrara"You will pay for that, babe." Hours later, Katya lay boneless in my arms, our gazes focused on the glass walls which had ceased to let in the golden rays of the sun.Now, the moon illuminated the night, but I doubted if that was the reason for my ability to see more clearly.The warmth in my heart kept my senses awake, not to mention the smug smirk permanently on my face."Yeah, I'm sure I will." My tone was laced with mockery, but her attempt to call me out was halted by me kissing her head.Yes, that shut my feisty angel's mouth, and she lay silently with me, her head on my chest, our naked bodies sprawled on the bed, concealed only by the duvet.The sheets were a tangled mess, courtesy of our bodies and the marathon race we had engaged in.I couldn't erase the permanent smile on my face, any more than I could stop the happiness from welling up in my heart.Minutes later, when I assumed that Katya had forgotten what she wanted to say, a light punch landed on my arm, and sh
Ferrara"No...n...no!" For the third time in a row, Katya woke up from sleep with a mop of sweat on her skin, her body shuddering feverishly as she thrashed on the bed.And as I had done each time, I pulled her into my arms, and quickly placed a wet towel on her forehead, calming the burning heat in her body."No...tell me it's a lie, Ferrara. Tell me I'm only dreaming. He's dead, fucking dead, and it's all because of me!"Her sobs were breaking my apart, shattering my resolve with each second and igniting the dying rage in my system.Because I was almost sure that my suspicions were correct, and if they were, then I fucking knew who was responsible for Alistair's death.And now, watching my girlfriend break apart in my arms sent me to a higher level of fury which was capable of burning things down."I'm sorry, baby. But it's not your fault."I muttered to her ears, hugging her closely to myself, her skin which was wet with her own heat drenching my shirt as well.But I didn't bloody
KatyaI hadn't imagined how Alistair Jung's death would affect me.Yet, witnessing another death brought back all those memories from years ago, along with the pain of loss.I was afraid of losing yet another person, most especially my son, Ferrara or my brother. I felt like shit and clung to Ferrara and my son like teddy bears, And if not that Carlos made it a point of duty to follow Matteo wherever he went, perhaps I would have clung around my brother too.I mean, the house that Ferrara rented for our trip was magnificent.It was a seven-bedroom Mediterranean mansion located in a heavily secured luxurious area, surrounded by the pool and acres of lands.Its rooftop deck had the best view of the Strip, as well as a billiard room and various luxurious amenities.Yet, I couldn't feel any of the excitement that my four year old son had, running around the house and screaming as he played around.The in-house chef cooked excellent meals, but all I could remember was the time that Alist
KatyaEscaping from the harsh reality was only fleeting, and brought a temporary relief.But when it made Ferrara so worked up that the sexual tension between us thickened more than the heat emanating from this club, then it was all totally worth it.He had been cursing beneath his breath from the moment we stepped into the club, And I couldn't deny that having his hands on me, and that possessive streak in his eyes were added advantage.Right now, as we made it to the casino table, I was fully aware of the fury reverberating through his muscles.I stiffened the smile on my lips, power enriching my blood.Four pairs of eyes fell on us as soon as we got to the table, alternating between ravishing me visually and gulping in Ferrara like he was their breath of fresh air.I leaned closer to him instantly, wrapping my fingers around his biceps possessively.Ferrara's eyes darted towards me, a knowing smug smirk exchanged between us.His pupils seemed to say, 'now you see how that feels.'
Katya As soon as we stepped into the room, Ferrara De Castello launched himself at me, his face the mask of stormy fury. Fuck yeah, he looked hotter than fire itself, and when he slammed my back against the walls, I gasped for breath. I was worked up as hell, hot and bothered, my nipples poking painfully against the sequin material of the dress. His body pressed against me, that thick bulge rubbing against my thighs. Yeah... Fuck me, hard. "Do you fucking enjoy teasing me? Making me jealous? Worked up?" I tilted my head upwards, darting out a tongue which I swiped over my upper lip, slowly. His eyes followed, dark and lusty under the red and blue glow of the room. Then, with my voice practically a purr, I whispered softly, "And if I do, are you going to punish me?" Shit, if I thought he had looked hot before I said this words, then I had something else coming for me afterwards. The large palm on my shoulders glided upwards to my neck, wrapping around it gently but firmly, s
KatyaOh fuck...I was naked, my legs spread out and my hands bound in cuffs, without my sense of sight.But I hadn't been this wet in my life.I felt the juices run down my thighs, the cold and the heat alternating between taking over my body.However, what I didn't expect was the sudden tingling sensation which ran from my toes, all the way to my naked pussy, And while I was trying to understand what it was, a mild spanker made contact with my pussy, gently."Oh..." I leaped off the bed, my toes curling as it was immediately replaced by that feathery sensation.I could hear my own heavy breaths, and feel the thick liquid running down my inner thighs as I gasped for breath, seeking for something to hold on to.And as I wasn't stimulated enough already, Ferrara's voice which was heavy with lust rang out somewhere beside me."It's a feather spanker. Brings you pleasure and pain, baby." As he spoke slowly, seductively, the feather ran through my stomach which shuddered instantly, and
Ferrara"Oh Don, please, take me harder." Katya pushed back her ass against my cock, her hands bound behind her as her tits juggled in front of the mirror.Fuck, it was the most sexy sight that it drove me to a state of insanity, and I knew that I wasn't going to last long. Not by a long shot, And certainly not with the erotic sounds that Katya was making, or the way her ample breasts juggled and her hole sucked me in with eagerness.Heat dripped down my skin, and I bit into my cheeks, gliding my palms to cup her breasts, and burying my face in between her neck."Oh..." She parted her lips, a wordless sound slipping from it, her pupils glazed with lust over the mirrors.Yeah, it was a fucking turn on to see ourselves from two angles, especially now her buttcheeks juggled when I spanked them."Yeah..." Katya moaned, throwing back her head as I slipped my fingers into her pussy and started to get her off.She had come twice already, her pussy sore and sensitive, but it kept sucking m