I Know I’m Not Good Enough || Kaivatore
As Kailani pressed her soft, perfect lips to the tip of his cock, he inhaled sharply. He had missed her so much, and they were finally reunited. He could hardly wait to show her how much he really loved her. They were always a couple that was able to express their love for each other through sex. Their combined passion and love made for some of Salvatore’s favorite memories. As she continued to use her mouth on him, he clenched the bedsheets at his sides. Breathing faster he wasn’t sure how much longer he could last without being inside her. Reaching down and grabbing the sides of her face he gently guided her up his body.
When she kissed her way up his torso, he grabbed hold of her shoulders and pulled her in for a strong, hard kiss. “Tu sei la donna più bella del mondo.” He whispered in his ear through soft breathing. His hands slid down the curve of her back, his fingertips dragging down her ass and back up. Grabbing her hips he pulled them down to meet his as he trusted up into her. His fingers pressed into the skin on her hips as he encouraged her to sit up. As she moved, he raised his hand and dragged it gently down the center of her chest as he slowly began to rock his hips into her. With slow, loving movements he reached down and slid his hands under her thighs, lifting her, giving her support to stay steady as he thrusted into her.
Sal suddenly sat up, kissed her lips, and used his strong arms to rock her on his lap. Resting his chin between her breasts, his blue eyes looked up at her. She had never been more beautiful. He placed soft delicate kisses to her flawless skin. As his breathing quickens his pace begins to match. Grabbing onto her back he pulls her to the side, rolling her over. As they rolled over in perfect synchronization, he brushed a soft dark wave of hair from her face. Leaning over her, he kissed her neck as he expertly rolled his hips into her.
There was always that need of closeness with Kailani. Never wanting to be far from her, he kept their bodies flush together as his hips rolled faster with ever thrust. Salvatore whispered soft “I love you’s” into her ear. He couldn’t tell her enough how he felt about her. In one natural movement, Sal had slipped his hand between her legs and began to rub her. He so desperately wanted to make her happy. Hearing her soft moans only fueled his need for her. Grabbing her tiny waist, he pulled her hips as tight to his body as he could.
Feeling closer and closer to his climax, he moaned out her name as the muscles in his back flexed. After a few more thrusts Sal’s arms began shaking as he felt his orgasm quickly approach. Taking a moment after to regain his breath, he moved to Kailani’s side. Grabbing her he pulled her on top. Wrapping his arms gently around her he sighed and kissed her cheek. “I will never leave again”
Kailani went and did as his hands pulled her. He’d always been her guide through their intimate times. Her eyes locked on his as he pressed into her, mind going blank until he whispered in her ear in Italian. They moved slowly, deeply, appreciating every once of closeness they had been deprived for months. The girl’s mouth kissed every piece of skin that was close to it, leaving little damn outlines of her on his warm tan skin. Meanwhile, her hand ran over his chest, familiarizing themselves with his toned muscles once again.
There was something so perfect in the fact that he hadn’t forgotten the most sensitive and private secrets of hers. He remembered where she liked to be held, just how tightly, and they were lost in each other. They moved in perfect unison, holding eachother and breathing faster. She could feel it when he kissed her, when his blue eye looked at her, the need for more within both of them. As she held on tightly to his strong arms she begged for more in Italian, “Per favore, ho bisogno di te.” The more of him he gave her, deeper and faster, the loader he gasps became and the more passionate her kisses became.
If anyone had turned up at the cottage there’d be no question about what was happening inside the place as their bodies rocked rhythmically, causing the headboard to thump against the wall. She couldn’t contain herself, as months of missing and wanting him poured out of her in moans and repeated orgasms, her legs quaking at his side. Just when she thought she could take little more he called out her name and he thrust deep within her, filling her and causing her to have another orgasm. Completely out of control of her own body she closed her eyes and rested her forehead on his chest as she clenched around him, her pussy dripping wet as it tightened around him. With a last little kiss to his sternum she cooed, “Ti amo, mio sole e le stelle. Non potrò mai lasciare che si lascia di nuovo. “