__________________ NEEDED ME

♧ RIHANNA ____________________

In the gentle light of the morning sun, the soft hum of the sea lulling me into consciousness, I find myself waking up to the sight of my wife, Celine, sleeping peacefully beside me. Her body is a silhouette against the white sheets, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders. I can't help but feel a familiar stirring in my groin. I've always been a man of appetites, and Celine has always been my favorite meal.

Fortunately, the gods of lust are smiling upon me this morning. Celine sleeps nude, a habit I've both encouraged and deeply appreciate. The sheet has slipped down her body, exposing the curves I know so well. My hands tremble slightly as I pull the soft sheets away from her body, revealing every inch of her to my hungry gaze. I spread her legs apart, a soft growl escaping my throat as I get my first sight of her precious cunt.

The morning sunlight filters through the large windows, casting a warm glow on her velvety brown skin. Her pussy is a delicate masterpiece, hairless and puffy, inviting me to worship it. I lean down, my face hovering inches away, inhaling her unique scent deeply.

I can feel my mouth watering as I stare at her swollen lips, glistening with her natural nectar. My large hands grip her thighs possessively, spreading them wider to give me better access. I can't resist any longer... I bury my face between her thighs. My tongue slicks up her center slowly, collecting her sweet taste. She moans softly in her sleep, unknowingly feeding my addiction. I feast on her like a starving man, spreading her legs wider with my shoulders. Her taste explodes on my tongue - sweet, addictive

I lap at her hungrily, my tongue circling her clit before plunging deep into her tight channel. Her arousal coats my face as I eat her with gusto, savoring every drop of her essence. I can feel my cock throbbing, trapped uncomfortably in my boxers. I ignore it for now, too engrossed in the feast before me. I suck on her clit gently, then with more pressure as she begins to stir, her hips moving slightly against my face.

Celine's sleepy moans fill the room, spurring me on. I slide two thick fingers into her tight pussy, curling them upward to hit that sensitive spot. Her legs clamp around my head, keeping me locked in place as she begins to wake fully, pleasure consuming her.

She breaks free from her sleepy haze, wrapping her legs around my head and pulling me closer. 'Antonio...' she whimpers, her voice hoarse from sleep and growing desire. I muffle her whimpers with my mouth, muffling my growls against her flesh.

Fuck, she's soaking my face now, her pussy dripping honey all over me. I finger-fuck her slowly, deeply, while sucking firmly on her clit. Her hands grab onto the bedsheets, her entire body tensing as her first orgasm of the morning rips through her.

I don't let up, eating her through her climax and pushing her into a second one. She's squirming and thrashing beneath me, her screams of ecstasy filling the room. Only then do I lift my head, my face drenched in her juices, a smug smile on my lips.

My smug grin widens as I take in the sight of Celine, thoroughly debauched and trembling from the force of her orgasms. I lick my lips clean of her essence, savoring the taste one last time before crawling up her body. "Morning, gorgeous,"

Celine nuzzles against my chest, nuzzling the thick mat of hair there. She's boneless, completely sated and content to stay like this forever. "Mmmm...'"she murmurs, her fingers tracing patterns on my abs. "Antonio?" she asks softly.

"Hmm?" I rumble, my fingers carding through her tangled curls. She can feel my powerful body relaxing beneath her touch, my arms wrapping around her.She snuggles closer, her small frame fitting perfectly against mine. "What is it?"

"Did you..." She bites her lip shyly, even though she was the same woman who shot me in the chest a few months ago."... did you wake me up like that just to be cruel? Or because you wanted my morning pussy?" She says it with a small giggle.

I chuckle deeply, the rumbling sound vibrating through my chest. "Both, if you ask me. Nothing beats tasting your sweet pussy first thing in the morning." I punctuate my words by squeezing her ass cheek firmly.

She giggles, nuzzling against my chest again. "Mmmm, I suppose that's fair. But what about actual food? I'm getting hungry..." Her leg shifts restlessly against my length, teasing me subtly. "Antonio..." she whines softly.

I give her a playful squeeze, trying to distract her from her growing hunger with a smirk. "Well then, gorgeous, what would you like for breakfast? Pancakes, eggs, or maybe some fruit and yogurt?" My hands begin to roam her body gently, trying to distract her.

She ponders for a moment, her eyes fluttering closed as my fingers start to slowly trace patterns on her inner thigh. "Mmmm... I think I'll have pancakes. With extra syrup." She spreads her legs wider, silently giving me permission to continue my teasing.

My fingers spread her wet folds, finding her swollen clit easily. I rub it softly, making her squirm and gasp. "Baby?" I murmur, my voice lower than before. "Just pancakes, or do you want bacon too?"My thumb presses down on her sensitive nub harder.

Chuckling at her inability to speak coherently with my fingers working their magic, I pick up the room service phone with one hand while continuing to rub her clit with the other. "Yes, we'd like two pancake breakfasts with extra syrup... and add bacon."

I listen to the room service attendant confirm our order, but my focus is entirely on Celine. I slip two fingers into her wet pussy, curling them upwards to hit that sweet spot inside her. "Yes, that's correct. And could you make it quick? We're starving."

As soon as I hang up the phone, Celine arches sharply beneath me, her pussy clenching desperately around my fingers as she lets out a shuddering moan. "Fuck, Antonio..." She pants, her hips rocking against my hand, silently begging for more.

I smirk at her desperate moans, feeling her slick walls fluttering around my invading fingers. "Greedy little thing, aren't you?" I tease, pumping my fingers faster. "Demanding pancakes and multiple orgasms, all before 9 AM."

My fingers move faster, deeper, hitting her G-spot with precision. Her moans grow louder, and I can feel her getting closer. "Such a pretty pussy, baby. Taking my fingers so well..." As her orgasm crashes through her, I quickly position myself between her thighs.

As soon as her orgasm begins to subside, I thrust into her hard and deep, making her cry out in pleasure. Her pussy is so wet and swollen from her climax that I slide right in, filling her completely. "Fuck, you feel so good," I groan, starting a steady rhythm.

I grab her hips, pulling her onto my cock with each thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, mixed with her breathy moans and my grunts.

"Your pussy is perfect, Celine. So tight and warm," I praise, my pace quickening.

She whimpers and moans beneath me, her nails digging into my back as I hit deep spots inside her that make her see stars. "Antonio... it's too much!" She pants, her body tensing as another release threatens to overwhelm her. "Turn over,"

She turns onto her stomach, her face pressed into the pillow. I grab her hips and pull them up, making her arch her back and pushing her bottom higher. I slide back into her from this new angle, filling her even deeper. "Like this, baby?"

As I thrust into her from behind, I also start spanking her round bottom, the sound echoing through the room along with our heavy breathing. "Answer me," I command, my palm connecting with her flesh over and over. "Do you like this position?"

The sharp slaps against her sensitive skin elicit a fresh wave of moans from Celine.

"Yes! God yes, just like that!" she cries out, pushing back against each thrust and spank. Her pussy clenches tightly around my cock, the dual stimulation driving her wild.

I smirk at how responsive she is, continuing my relentless pace and the stinging spanks. "Such a good girl, taking my cock so well," I praise, reaching around to rub her clit in quick, tight circles. Her moans pitch higher and she trembles uncontrollably.

Her body tenses and she buries her face in the pillow to muffle a scream as her orgasm crashes over her. Her pussy squeezes me like a vice, milking my cock as I continue to thrust and spank her through her release. "That's it, baby,"

Her orgasm seems to go on forever, her body convulsing with pleasure. I can feel my own climax building rapidly, but I want to draw this out a bit longer. I slow down my thrusts slightly, allowing her to come down from her peak.

As I slide in and out of her more slowly, I ask, "Baby?" She hums softly, her body still twitching with aftershocks.

"Mmhmm?"

"Do you want me to go slower?" I give her shallow thrusts, barely pushing inside her.

She turns her head to the side, her breath hitching as she feels me barely moving inside her sensitive pussy. "No," she whimpers, "please... don't stop. I need you to fuck me, Antonio. Hard."

I grab her hips possessively and snap my hips forward, driving into her brutally deep. She screams into the pillow as I pound into her mercilessly, the headboard banging against the wall with each brutal thrust.

Her screams become louder and more unhinged as I hit that spot inside her ruthlessly. She pushes back against me, meeting each thrust, their bodies slapping loudly. Her pussy tightens again, another orgasm building quickly. "Holy shit..." she chokes out.

With a few more powerful thrusts, I feel her body seize up as an intense orgasm obliterates her. She screams my name loudly, her pussy convulsing wildly around my cock, squeezing me like a velvet fist. I groan deeply, feeling my own release rushing forward.

With a final, brutal thrust, I bury myself deep inside her and come undone. I fill her with my hot seed, my cock pulsing strongly as I empty myself into her warmth. We stay like that for a moment, both of us panting and shaking from the intensity of our encounter.

Slowly, I pull out of her, watching as my semen leaks out of her swollen pussy. She collapses onto the bed, her body limp and glistening with sweat. I run a hand gently over her reddened ass, admiring the marks left by my spanks.

I lean down and take one of her breasts into my mouth, sucking on her nipple gently at first, then with more intensity. She moans softly, her body still sensitive from our intense session. I continue to tease her nipple with my tongue while I rub the length of my cock between her slick folds.

I gently trace my fingertips along her sweat-dampened spine as I continue to leisurely rub my length against her sensitive lips. "Baby..." I murmur against her breast, then lift my head to look at her. "Want to take a bath together? You look like you could use some relaxing..."

Antonio's POV – Bathed in Devotion

Celine blinked slowly at me, still seeming dazed from the multiple orgasms that had left her body trembling and weak. With a soft, almost lazy smile, she nodded. "Yeah... that sounds nice."

I helped her up carefully, my hands steadying her as she wobbled slightly, her legs still weak from how thoroughly I'd ruined her. She let out a quiet laugh, leaning into me, and I smirked, pressing a kiss to her temple. "Took you apart, huh, Tesoro?"

She hummed, still too blissed out to give me one of her usual sharp retorts.

Guiding her toward the bathroom, I reached for the tub's gold fixtures and started filling it with warm water, adding in a generous amount of lavender-scented bubbles. Steam curled around us, the air turning thick and soothing. I turned to her, brushing damp strands of hair from her face. "Come here."

Celine stepped into the tub first, sinking into the warmth with a contented sigh, her body disappearing beneath the thick layer of bubbles. I followed, settling in behind her, pulling her against my chest. She fit so perfectly against me, like she was meant to be there.

For a while, neither of us spoke. The only sounds were the quiet ripples of water and her soft breaths. My hands skimmed lazily over her arms, her waist, tracing slow patterns over her damp skin.

Then, gently, I reached for a hair tie from the counter, gathering her hair and twisting it into a loose bun at the top of her head. She turned slightly, glancing up at me with a sleepy, amused smile. "You're getting good at that, Papi."

I smirked, pressing a kiss to the side of her neck. "Have to keep my girl looking pretty, don't I?"

Her cheeks flushed, though whether it was from my words or the heat of the water, I couldn't be sure.

Grabbing a washcloth, I soaked it before running it gently over her shoulders, down the slope of her back, taking my time to massage the tension from her muscles. Celine melted against me, sighing softly.

"Feels nice," she murmured.

"Good," I said, dragging the cloth lower, making sure she was completely clean, completely cared for.

When I was done, I tossed the cloth aside and simply held her, letting the warmth of the water and the quiet of the moment settle between us. She reached for my hand beneath the surface, intertwining our fingers, and I squeezed hers gently.

Neither of us needed to say anything.

I had her.

And she had me.

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