His'(Crazy Erotica)

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“The dish was nice,” Sophia said as the waiters packed up the plates and other things on the table. “I loved it,”

Just when the waiters left and they were both left alone, Sophia made her way to the bed, but she was gripped by the waist and hurled into a strong pair of arms.

She placed her palms on his chest and looked up at him, heat creeping up her skin at his touch. “Chase -”

“I want more desserts,” He said, his voice husky as he leaned in to trail his nose along her cheeks. “I want you,”

“Chase, you-,”NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

“It’s our wedding night,” He cut her off, one of his hands losing the sash on the robe. “We have to do this,”

“I know,” She replied, a shy smile dancing on her lips. “I just feel- uhh-”

“Shy?” He dropped the robe from her shoulders, and it fell at her feet. “There’s nothing to be shy about,” He dipped in and dropped small kisses along her jawline, making her clutch his shoulders tightly. “I’ve seen and touched every single thing,” He trailed his fingers lazily over her clothes waist. “I’ve tasted them, even,”

“Chase-,”She moaned, shutting her eyes tight and clamping her thighs together. “Mhh-,”

“Just say the words, Gattina,” He said, inching his fingers upwards to play with the strands of her night dress. “Say the words, and I’ll give it to you. I’m letting you give me full permission to touch you today,”

{“Kitten”}

“Chase -”

“Hmmmm,”

“I-,” She moaned out. “Make love to me. Have me all you want please. I need you,”

Chase smirked against her skin, dropping the strand of her night dress from her shoulder. “Are you sure? You don’t have much time to back out,”

“You’ve never given me a chance to object or back out,” She rasped out, lust clouding her features. “Don’t do that today. It’s our wedding night after all,”

Chase roughly gripped her chin and jerked her face upwards so he could kiss her. Her heart skipped a bit, and her mind went hazy with his intoxicating cologne. He tasted like the dessert they just had; sweet, perfect. Perfectly sweet.

Sophia’s body reacted to him on its own accord. Her toes curled, and a pleasure-filled warmth pooled in her lower stomach. Everything about him was hypnotic. The scent, taste and tongue even. God! She wanted more…

His hand that was on her waist pulled her body over his as he lay on the bed, Sophia hovering above him, while the other hand caressed the back of her head in a loving yet firm manner.

Sophia’s heart thumped against her chest as he helped her up, and she wrapped both of her legs around either side of his torso. She found it hard to control the adrenaline rush she felt as the kiss grew more profound; a lump formed in her throat and her heartbeat grew violent.

The hand that rested over the back of her head slowly trailed down her shoulders, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.

A cold breeze touched the skin of her back, and she realized what he had done. He had pulled off the straps of her night dress, huddling it at her waist as his fingers touched her bare back.

Instinctively, her hands went to his hair, and she tugged on the dark locks, then pulled them harshly, her nails scratching his scalp. He moaned into her mouth.

She felt him getting hard underneath her, and her hips rolled on their own accord. Chase shuddered, and there was a sound that left the back of his throat; a half growl, half moan.

Sweet Jesus! That was the most arousing sound he had ever made.

Sophia’s body felt alive; it burned with intensity like it had caught fire. She felt herself getting wet as she rubbed herself on his clothed erection.

She tangled her fingers more into his hair. It was so soft; nothing about him felt that way.

The rush of pleasure that rushed through her body was so maddening frightening, but also satisfying at the same time.

A hand wrapped around her throat, and Chase pulled her back, biting her lower lip as it stretched between them. He let go of her lower lip with a harsh tug, and then stared at her lips with a dark, heavy- lidded, lust -filled eyes.

She pulled her lower lip into her mouth, licking it. She swallowed; the only sound that resounded in her ears was her heavy breathing and heartbeat.

“Cosi dannatamente bello,” He murmured against her lips, and his deep, lust- filled voice was spine-tingling.

{“So fucking beautiful”}

And then, he pulled her in by the neck and kissed her hard.

The second kiss was so deep, so passionate, and it left no room for any more thoughts. The only thing they both felt was a need-a need for each other.

Sophia rocked her hips against him, telling him what she wanted from him. She was breathless. Her body ached for more than just kisses. She needed more than that. She needed him.

She fisted his shirt, tugging roughly at the buttons of the black shirt; she wanted to open them and run her hands over his sculpted chest.

Chase groaned softly, low in his throat, and suddenly, he rolled them over, their body tangled intimately, their lips still locked as he hovered above her.

He pulled back and stared into her doe eyes; his forehead against hers. They breathed each other air and their lips were swollen.

Sophia ran her hands all over his strong shoulders and muscled arms. “I want you, chase,” She moaned out the words. “I need you badly,”

Chase’s lips curled into a devilish smile. “You have no fucking idea that I’m the one who needs you more, Gattina,”

{“Kitten”}