True Love

by Davenport, Fiona

  You like orange sherbet, too? That’s nice. By the way, did I mention I’m a billionaire, and I own this resort? How about shellfish. Are you allergic?

  Allison grabbed my attention from my thoughts when she squeezed my hand and animatedly gushed over the menu in her hand. I hadn’t realized we’d made it to the restaurant already. We were standing in front of the hostess booth, and she’d clearly given Allison the special menu. The woman smiled and handed me one as well.

  “Diego, they have lobster ravioli,” Allison exclaimed as she bounced on her toes a few times. “I don’t remember this being on the menu before.”

  That was because it wasn’t. Allison had mentioned her favorite dish during our walk, and after she had gone inside her bungalow, I called the chef and requested a special selection of food just for our meal.

  “Sígueme, Señor Sanchez,” the hostess murmured before turning and leading us through the restaurant. I gestured for Allison to follow first, using the gentlemanly action as an excuse to watch the sway of her sexy hips and ass.

  I tore my gaze away from the mesmerizing sight when the hostess halted at a table that was set away from everyone else, closer to the ocean, and somewhat secluded by tall, brightly colored tropical plants.

  I assisted Allison into her seat before taking my own. I was content just to sit and watch her read over the menu with delight.

  I vaguely registered the hostess speaking. “Will you be drinking tonight?” I shook my head. I didn’t want anything that might make any of my memories from tonight fuzzy. I wanted every single detail burned into my mind.

  “I’ll just grab these glasses then.”

  Out of nowhere, a pair of tits were in front of my face, nearly falling out of the impractically buttoned white blouse trying to contain them. I reared back to get away from them, as well as the cloying scent of cheap perfume.

  The hostess dropped her gaze to my mouth as she reached for the wineglass set on the opposite side of my plate. Then her eyes lifted and she clocked my expression, which communicated my disgust and rage. She sprung back into a standing position and avoided my angry glare as she spouted, “George will be your server, and he’ll be right out. Enjoy your meal.”

  I ignored her, more concerned about the pure outrage on Allison’s face as she stared after the hostess in shock. “How...how dare that...hussy!” Her cheeks were flushed, and when her whiskey eyes swung back to me, they had darkened with her anger and were practically spitting fire. “I’m sitting right freaking here, and she just shoved her boobs in your face!”

  It was hard to pay attention to what she was saying because she looked fucking magnificent all riled up. I wondered if this was how she looked when she was burning with a different kind of fire.

  Just like that, I was done. I couldn’t wait another fucking second.

  4

  Diego

  I pushed my chair back and stood, then stalked around the table and dragged her to her feet.

  “What…?” I glanced down to see her brow creased as she looked up at me with confusion and disappointment. “Did I do something wrong?”

  I curtly shook my head and tucked her into my side as I stalked out of the restaurant. “No, nena,” I growled. “You are fucking perfect. I don’t have the strength to wait any longer.”

  “Wait?” Her tone was still clouded with confusion, but I was satisfied that it was no longer sad. Her questions would be answered as soon as I could find a—aha!

  I headed toward the beach, and we left the path to walk on the soft, evening-cooled sand. We barely took a few steps when I spotted the small building where they kept supplies for the lifeguards and extra towels and shit.

  If I hadn’t been suffering from a painful erection and a deep, gnawing hunger, I might have smiled at the discovery. Instead, I grunted with satisfaction and dragged my woman over to my lair like a fucking caveman.

  Unsurprisingly, the large shed was locked, but they had given me the master combination for the resort. I punched in the code, and as soon as the light turned green, I kicked the door open and marched through it.

  Whirling around, I slammed it shut and threw the deadbolt. When I pivoted again, Allison was standing right where I’d left her, staring at me with apprehension. It seemed she was trying to figure out what was happening and if she was in danger.

  She was definitely in danger. I’d gone into hunter mode, and she was my prey.

  I took a step toward her, and she retreated one.

  A growl rumbled up my chest, and I took another step. My eyes narrowed in warning when she repeated her retreat. It was like waving a red cape in front of a bull. I quickly stalked toward her, and she backed up in equal measure until she hit a wall and had nowhere to go.

  I slapped my hands onto the concrete on both sides of her shoulders, caging her in. “I should go slow with you, Ali. You deserve flowers and candlelight and romance. But fuck,”—I pressed our foreheads together and groaned—”seeing you like that. So full of fire. I can’t wait, nena. I need you too fucking much.”

  I crushed my mouth down on hers, and the world began spinning. When my tongue slipped between her plump lips and her flavor burst on my tongue, the world went flying off its axis and crashed.

  My hands slipped under her skirt, and I shoved it to her waist before gripping her ass and lifting her to just the right height. “Put your legs around my waist, nena,” I grunted.

  She followed my instruction without a word, and when her ankles locked at my lower back, I pushed her up against the wall again. I immediately eclipsed every bit of space between us. From chest to groin, we were pressed together as tight as we could be without my cock buried inside her.

  Her hands had been holding my shoulders tentatively, but as my tongue swept through the sweet cavern of her mouth and my hips rocked against her, she gasped, and her fingers tunneled into my hair. I rubbed the huge bulge in my pants up and down her center, and when she clenched her fists, it shot little sparks of pain straight to my dick, where they mixed with pleasure and pushed me closer to the brink of insanity.

  I tore my mouth from hers and buried my face in the crook of her neck. “Tell me to stop, Ali,” I begged. “Because I’m seconds away from burying my cock in your tight, virgin pussy and taking that sweet, young cherry of yours.”

  She whimpered, and I raised my head to gaze at her beautiful face. Her light brown eyes were cloudy with passion, and I didn’t see any sign of doubt, only slight hesitation, most likely because this was all new to her.

  “Do you want me inside you, nena? To feel me moving and stretching you until you explode and I fill your womb with my come?” Fuck, just saying it out loud was enough to have my dick steadily leaking in my pants. She’d reduced me to a teenager about to fuck for the first time.

  She whimpered again, and I stared hard at her. “Say it, Allison.”

  “I…I want you,” she breathed.

  I touched our foreheads together again and breathed deep, barely hanging on to my humanity. If I wasn’t careful, I was going to end up hurting her when I shoved my eleven inches into her and fucked her so hard she’d never let me near her pussy again.

  Turning my head to both sides, I looked around and mentally smiled in victory when I spotted a table piled with freshly washed and folded towels. Perfecta.

  My grip stayed firm on her curvy ass as I crossed over to the table, where I reluctantly set her on her feet, making sure she felt every inch of me as she slid down my body. I gave her a quick, hard kiss, then went about setting up. I shoved most of the towels to the floor but spread several out to cushion the hard tabletop.

  I would have been a little concerned about it holding my weight, but the legs were thick, and due to hurricanes, the table was bolted to the wall.

  A warm, seductive smile curved my lips as I faced Allison again. I pulled her against me, one hand on her lower back and the other at the back of her skull. I clenched the silky strands and forced her head to dip back before dropping my head to
capture her lips. The kiss was deep and dark, filled with the raw hunger I felt for her. I no longer disguised it. I wanted her to be swept away on the tide of lust it inspired. Her body trembled, and her heart raced, practically matching the beat of my own.

  After several minutes, I pulled back, panting and ready to blow. I wasn’t going to waste a single drop of my come outside her unprotected womb, so I knew I needed to get inside her very soon. But fuck, if her mouth tasted this good, what would her pussy be like? I had to know.

  Circling her dainty waist with my large hands, I lifted her and pivoted to set her on the table. Keeping our eyes locked, I reached under her skirt, brushing my fingertips lightly along her thighs and making her shiver. I knew she could see how much I wanted her. I couldn’t have kept it hidden if I’d wanted to. I was pleased she didn’t seem scared—of course, she hadn’t seen my cock yet, but I’d deal with that when it was time. After hooking my index fingers into her panties, I slowly pulled them down her legs and shoved them in my pocket.

  I removed her shoes before gliding my palms up her silky skin until I reached her knees and gently put pressure on them to widen her legs. “Open up for me, nena,” I demanded, though I kept my tone tender and soft. My lips curled into a wicked smile, and I leaned in to give her a hard kiss. “Good girl,” I murmured when we parted. “Hold your skirt up and keep these pretty thighs apart, si?”

  Her eyes were wide as she stared at me. There was some apprehension, a fuck of a lot of desire, and curiosity. I raised an eyebrow when she didn’t respond, and she swallowed before nodding her head.

  I dropped to my knees on the ground and said a silent thank you to whoever designed this table. Allison’s wet, pink pussy was right in front of my face. My mouth watered at the sight of her honey making her folds slick and shiny. Inhaling deeply, I groaned as I was assailed by the intoxicating scent of musky vanilla and something I knew was unique to my nena.

  Closing the gap between us, I drew my tongue up her slit, from bottom to top. Allison jerked at the first contact, and my eyes flew up to gauge her reaction. Her perfect mouth had formed a little O, and her whiskey eyes were bright with shock and glazed with lust. “More?” I asked with a smirk. She bit her bottom lip, and I glared at her until she released it.

  “Yes,” she whispered.

  I rested my elbows on her thighs and used my thumbs to pull back her folds. “Fuck,” I muttered. Damn, she was gorgeous. Her pussy was pink and swollen, dripping with her arousal, and her clit was hard, popping out from its hood and begging for my attention. I ran the tip of my tongue around it and over the top, then blew on it lightly. Allison cried out and fell back onto the table. “Sit up and watch me, Ali,” I commanded. “I want you to always know who is between your thighs, and I want to watch you as I make you fall apart.”

  She took a few deep breaths, then pushed up and used her palms flat on the table behind her for support. Satisfied with her position, I returned my attention to her glistening sex. Her virgin hole was taunting me. My tongue itched to sink inside it and feel a little of what my cock would be experiencing soon. Giving in to the desire, I licked around her little bud once more before stabbing my stiffened tongue inside her.

  Allison cried out, and I looked up to see her face flushed and her eyes glassy with passion. Blood rushed to my cock, and a bit of semen spurted from my tip. My pants were a fucking mess, and my balls were already tingling with the first signs of an impending orgasm. Allison needed to be prepared so I didn’t hurt her too much when I took her virginity. I wanted to savor every lick, every drop of her juices, every plunge of my tongue into her channel, but it would have to wait.

  I feasted on my girl, lapping up her honey, flicking and sucking on her clit, fucking her drenched channel with my tongue. Her moans and cries had escalated as her body tightened and climbed to her peak.

  When she was at the precipice, I gentled my ministrations to bring her back down, just to push her into the climb again. This time, I worked a single digit into her channel and gasped at the tight fit. “Fuck, nena.” I nearly climaxed just from that and imagining how it would feel to have those muscles strangling my cock.

  Allison cried out, and her body shuddered, clamping down on my finger like a vise grip. Using that finger to stimulate the sensitive spot inside and my teeth on her bundle of nerves, I pushed her off the cliff into a soaring orgasm.

  She screamed and wrapped her legs around my shoulders and her hands behind my head. It was hot as fuck. “That’s it, nena,” I grunted. “Take what you want.” As she came on my face, I worked in a second finger and stretched her as her muscles softened. It was going to be a tight fucking fit, but she was made to take my cock. There was not a doubt in my mind that we’d fit together perfectly.

  I set off another orgasm right on the heels of the first and ate her through it until she released my head and slumped back onto the table, her legs falling limply off my shoulders. Licking my lips, I rose to my feet and stared in wonder at her beauty. She was always enchanting, but seeing her blissful and satisfied by me was a new level of amazing. The only thing better was the sight of her in the throes of an orgasm.

  5

  Diego

  Allison was still panting as she recovered, which I wasn’t going to give her much time to do. Her pussy needed to be malleable, and I wanted her to come when I came inside her. If her cervix was soft, it would open her womb to my seed so it could take root.

  Her eyes were closed, but when she felt me dip my fingers into the bodice of her dress, they opened lethargically. I yanked it down, freeing her big tits, and my mouth watered as they bounced and settled, the tips hard and rosy. “You’re so fucking gorgeous,” I rasped as I cupped her full, heavy mounds. My thumbs brushed over the peaks, and she arched her back, whimpering with need. “These are amazing, nena. Perfect. But I can’t wait to see them big and swollen, dripping with milk. Fuck,” I growled. “You have no idea how fucking hot that makes me. I bet it'll be as creamy and sweet as your pussy.”

  Allison's eyes had rounded and grown to the size of saucers. Her lips were working as though she was trying to speak, but no sound was coming out. I gave her a look that made it clear this was not up for discussion. She’d taken my hand, let me eat her pussy, and was about to give me her cherry. She was mine, and I was going to make the dream of drinking from her milky tits a reality as soon as possible.

  I bent over her and took one of her nipples into my mouth, grazing it with my teeth before sucking on it while my fingers slipped under her to unhook her top. As I threw it away, I switched to her other taut bud. Then I captured her mouth in a deep kiss, letting her taste her sweet nectar while I removed her skirt.

  “See how amazing you taste, nena?” I groaned once I released her lips. “Move up onto the table, Ali,” I instructed as I quickly unbuttoned my shirt and let it fall to the floor.

  Allison gasped, and her eyes devoured my hard muscles and defined abs. I was never more grateful for all the hours I spent rowing and in the gym. Mostly, it was for my health, and it was my way of relieving stress, but fuck, the way she was eating me up with her heated stare put it into an entirely different perspective. I’d have to keep up with it for my health because I would have a new, thoroughly more enjoyable way of relieving tension from now on.

  When the path of her study followed the V at my hips, I waited until she was staring at the bugle and dropped my pants. I wasn’t wearing underwear, so my hard, fat cock sprung free and whipped up, bouncing against my stomach.

  “Holy cow. You’re huge,” she squeaked. There was a bit of fear creeping into her light eyes, and I quickly cupped her cheeks, bringing our faces less than an inch from each other.

  “I promise to take care of you, nena,” I vowed softly. “Will you trust me?”

  She nodded without hesitation, and the caveman inside me puffed up his chest and pounded on it with pride. “Buena. Now do as you were told.” Allison nibbled on her lip as she scooted to the middle of the table, but a glance
at my face had her cheeks turning pink as she let it go.

  I hopped up onto the hard surface and was glad I’d cushioned it for her with the towels. I would try to control myself, but in the likelihood that I ended up losing it, I would fuck her hard, and I didn’t want her sore and bruised from anything except my cock and hands.

  Joining her at the center, I kneeled between her legs and was in awe of her beauty. Her honey-colored hair spread out around her like a halo, her red lips swollen from my kisses, her sexy, fat tits that would feed our babies, her nipped-in waist that flared out into wide, birthing hips. As my eyes drew lower, I watched as creamy drops of come beaded on the red, angry tip of my cock and dripped, landing on her bare mound. I fucking loved that she was waxed. I didn’t want anything between us. Ever.

  “Hands over your head, nena.”

  “But—”

  “No. I don’t want to hurt you any more than I have to, and if you touch me, I won’t be able to stop myself from fucking you so hard you won’t be able to sit for a week.”

  Allison’s face was painted crimson as she raised her hands over her head, but she licked her lips, and the hungry glint in her eyes sent a bolt of desire straight to my core. More of my seed spilled out, and I frowned at the waste.

  Getting onto all fours, I rubbed my hand in circles over her stomach, dreaming about fucking her with it large and swollen with the proof that I’d planted my baby inside her. After a few more rotations, I glided them up to hold her sexy as fuck tits, the globes spilling out of my hands. I plucked and twisted her diamond hard nipples until she was moaning and writhing with need.

  “Are you feeling empty, nena?” I crooned as I kissed each sensitive peak. I couldn’t wait to see them swollen and dripping with milk. After our baby had its turn, it would be time for Daddy’s snack.