Chapter 5: You Are Mine

There is no need to talk.

There were no words needed.

Each kiss they shared, each touch felt, are far more powerful than any explanation.

Ana's body is now exposed to Dominic's heated gaze, his eyes exploring every part of her. She was breathing heavily with her eyes closed, filled with excitement. Dominic's lips kissed down her body from her neck, down to her C-cup breasts that fit perfectly in his hands. His touch was gentle yet rough at the same time.

"You're so beautiful, Ana. My Anastasia." Dominic said huskily while kissing every part of Ana's breasts.

Ana shut her eyes tight, her fingers gripping the bed as sparks filled her body. She was moving her body upwards every time Dom stops, begging him for more. His mouth sucked his nipple until they hardened. He repeated the action until he had her trembling underneath him.

And when he moved further to her treasure, Ana couldn't help the screams from escaping her lips. Dom's talented mouth covered her pussy, his tongue lapping at every juices she released, the tip of his tongue teasing her sensitive clit and vagina.

"Dominic!" She screamed to the heavens when she came, gripping his hair in her small fist, her back arching off the bed.

Dominic did not let go, his mouth still latching on Ana's delicious pussy, drinking every drop of her essence.

Ana released a strangled breath and whimpered wantonly. "Please, Dominic. Just take me." She pleaded desperately.

Dominic stopped, his lips glistening with Ana's cum, and it only made her pleasure more intense.

"Are you sure, baby?" He asked in hesitation, not wanting to hurt her. "With the amount of desire I have for you... I'm afraid I might..."

Ana nodded her head eagerly, grabbing his face and kissing his lips, making her taste herself on them. It was filthy yet erotic at the same time.

"Yes, I am. I have been ready since the day I lusted for you, Dom."

Dom swallowed and gently positioned himself on top of his lover, pleading for him to claim her already. He spread her legs to create enough space for him and Ana gasped loudly when she felt his long and thick cock rubbing against her pussy. It clenched eagerly at the thought of the man she loved using his cock to pleasure her and take her to the highest part of pleasure.

Dominic lathered his dick with Ana's cum and positioned himself before driving forward. Ana yelps in pain, her face scrunching up. It was not a yell of pleasure but in pain.

Dominic immediately stopped and looked at her worriedly. "Anastasia?" He called her name in shock, his eyes were wide. "Are you...?"

Ana nodded slowly with tears falling from her eyes. She whimpered in pain and begged him to not move. Despite the excruciating pain she was feeling, she was still smiling happily at the thought of the man she loves taking what she saved for him.

"But I thought...?" Dominic started and stopped, suddenly feeling like a jerk because he thought Ana already had her first experience due to her lifestyle. "I'm sorry." He sincerely apologized and did not move, his throbbing length buried halfway inside Ana.

Ana smiled. "You're the only one I want to give it to."

Dominic felt an invisible hand gripping his heart. "I should have been more careful."

He gently started to pull out, filled with guilt and lust at the same time, but Ana stopped him by wrapping her legs around him, driving him back inside and moaning at the feeling of him filling every space of her inside. She could feel every vein of his cock hitting her walls, making her squeeze him and Dom cursed.

Ana kissed his face to assure him she was fine. "Please don't stop now. I can take it. Make me yours completely, Dom."

That's when Dominic's last restraint broke.

He started moving his hips slowly at first, letting Ana get used to him. Ana's face was scrunched up in pain at first and he helped her by rubbing her hair, her face and repeatedly whispered sweet nothing in her ear.

"Relax for me, baby. I got you. You are mine now as I am yours."

When Ana finally adjusted to his size, she cried. Not because she was in pain, but because finally, the man she loves accepted her.

From gentle thrusts, Dominic moved faster when he noticed that she's now enjoying it. He was driving his hips forward with so much force that the bed started shaking. The room is now filled with their moans and the sound of their bodies hitting one another. Ana came a few times, still sensitive from having her walls stimulated so much.

When Dominic reached his zenith, they moaned in unison as he filled her to the brink, their hands clutching each other tightly, their hearts beating in sync.

"You are now mine, Ana, and you can't escape from me." He whispered breathlessly, his hot breath hitting Ana's ear.

Ana smiled in satisfaction, still drunk in lust and love. She was tired as hell, but she still wants more. She flipped them over, surprising Dominic.

"As if I was planning to escape in the first place," she panted, smirking at him, and reached behind her to place his already hardening cock at her opening. "Are you still up for more, old man?"

They made love the whole day until either of them was unable to move. Ana fell asleep in the arms of the man she loves, and Dominic followed soon after with a smile.

END.

Chapter 1: The Deal

The whole house was quiet. The kind of deafening silence, especially in the middle of the night.

It has been three weeks since Clarice's operation. Marco, her husband, almost forgot how the bed looks. He sleeps on the couch every night, and he is always alert whenever his wife needs something. She needs someone that will clean her wound, remind her to take the medicine, and a guide when she wants to move.

Tonight however, Marco is sitting in the kitchen in front of his now cold coffee. He was only wearing worn out boxers, a tank top that is drenched with his sweat. He was staring at nothing in particular, forcing his body to cool down. No matter how responsible he was as a husband, he's still a man after all. And every night, he struggles to find a way to release the heat consuming his body.

That is when Elena, his wife's younger sister, arrived.

"Hi," she greeted him warmly, her voice sounding so sultry in his ears.

Marco stared at her and he swallowed thickly when he saw her. She was only wearing an oversized shirt that shows her shapely thighs and she was not wearing a bra. Marco can almost see her breasts through the thin fabric. And fuck, it's obvious she wasn't wearing an underwear either.

"You're still awake?" Elena asked, approaching him and sitting in front of him.

"Can't sleep," Marco answered, forcing his eyes away from the temptation. "Just drinking some coffee."

"Clarisse just fell asleep. She already took her medicine." Elena told him, sucking on her thumb innocently but Marco knows she has other intentions.

"Good." He replied, clearing his throat. His whole body is starting to betray him. His boxer is starting to feel uncomfortable, and he can feel the woman younger than him scanning him from head to foot.

"Are you okay?" She asked, as if concerned, hiding a smirk behind her hands. "You look stressed."

Marco forced a laugh. "Just tired. And it's hard to sleep at night when..." He cut himself off. This is wrong. The conversation is turning into something dangerous.

"When you don't feel the heat of your wife's body?" Elena continued, looking straight at Marco.

Marco was astonished. "Excuse me? Elena-"

"I heard you earlier in the bathroom," she interrupted her brother-in-law, standing up and slowly walking to where he was. "I didn't mean to. But... it sounds good to my ears. Your moans. The sound of your hand while you were pleasuring yourself..." Elena shut her eyes, as if she was relieving the memory while biting her lips.

"Elena, stop it-"

"Why?" She asked, closing the distance between them until their skin is almost touching. "Aren't you curious how I am every night?"

"What?"

"There is no man in my life, Marco, and every night, I can hear your heavy breathing whenever you are turned on. I can hear you moaning whenever you masturbate. And I can't stop myself..."

Elena took Marco's hands and slowly brought them to her legs.

"Let me help you." She whispered in his ear, her warm breath sending a wave of heat all over Marco's body.

"No, this can't be," Marco whispered in protest, shaking his head to clear his mind, but his hand refused to move. "Your Clarisse's sister-"

"And she's your wife but she wouldn't be able to give you what you want now."

Marco took a deep breath. He can feel something inside him that is fighting to come out. "Elena, fuck..."

Marco wasn't able to finish his sentence when Elena smashed her lips into his in a hungry kiss. She was hungry, and it's as if she wanted to suck the resistance from Marco's body. She was devouring his mouth like it was the last thing to do.

And Marco slowly gave in.

He pulled Elena closer, closing the gap between them, creating a delicious friction between their bodies. He held her slim waist and carried her on top of the counter. The woman clung to his neck without taking her lips off him. Their lips are now entangled in a sinful yet passionate kiss.

"If this is wrong, why does it feel so good?" Elena moaned, moving her body against his and Marco almost lost his mind.

"My God," Marco hissed while trailing kisses down her neck. "You're gonna ruin me."

"Then let me," she whispered, taking his already erect dick in her small hands. "Let me ruin you tonight, Marco. This can be a one-time thing. We both need sex and that's it."

And Marco completely surrendered himself to the lust that has now consumed his whole body.