The doorbell rang. I startled though I was expecting only him... Marco! My heart was pounding like crazy as I was so fucking nervous. Today I'm going to confront my boyfriend. How will he react? I took a deep breath before leaving the living room and walking into the hallway, then opening the front door.
"Ciao amore mio," he said in a soft voice, giving me a cheerful wink.
My knees went weak when I saw him standing in front of me, so fucking sexy in those tight jeans and the leather jacket. His dark blond hair was messy from the helmet, his blue eyes sparkling. Holy shit, I just can't resist him!
"Come in, Marco," I said, trying to act cool even though I was feeling pretty hot.
He instantly followed my demand, entering the house and closing the door behind him. Before I knew it, he pulled me in, wrapping his strong arms around me.
"I've missed you so much, piccola," he whispered in my ear, his voice rough and sexy, sending a warm shiver down my spine.
Where the hell is my mom with Sven? They were supposed to be at home around four o'clock...
"Are you all alone at home, amore?" Marco already asked.
"Maybe we can start studying math later. What do you think about doing some physical activity first... more exactly sexual activity, uh?"
Without waiting for my answer, he sealed my lips with a passionate kiss. It was driving me wild to feel his soft lips on mine, his tongue playing with mine, gentle at first, then demanding. Just the thought of sex with him, that feels like heaven, was turning me on insanely. I was panting, the throbbing between my thighs was almost too much, my panties already soaked.
Impatiently, I pressed my body against him, feeling his hard bulge pushing between my thighs. Marco shivered with lust, slipping his warm hands under my sweater, gently caressing my bare skin up to my boobs. I let out a loud moan. Jesus, I want him so much, I want wild sex, without any inhibition! I was shocked by my own intense desire. Am I really that hungry for sex?
Suddenly, Sally's words came back to me: "It seems to me you're already dependent on Marco. He can do whatever he wants with you!"
Is my best friend right after all; am I already dependent on him? Suddenly, I could think straight again. With a deep sigh, I pulled away from my boyfriend, taking a few steps back. He looked at me, confused, his breathing heavy.
"What's wrong, Sofia?" he asked wondering. "You look so serious."
"Let's go upstairs to my room," I replied in a firm voice. "We need to talk, Marco!"
He swallowed hard, nervously running a hand through his hair.
"About what?" he said, giving me an inquisitive look.
"Just come," I replied curtly, before going upstairs to my room.
Marco just nodded and followed me in silence. Once we were in my room, I tried to keep cool, even though I was very tensed.
"Sit down, Marco!" I invited him, pointing at the place next to me on the bed.
He was standing there, in the middle of the room, with his arms crossed. For a moment he just looked at me, and I could tell he was thinking hard. Then he cleared his throat nervously.
"Why are you being so weird, Sofia? What the hell is going on?" he asked impatiently.
Holy shit, he was already getting defensive! I hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath.
"I met up with Andy yesterday afternoon," I told him in a calm voice. "We've been talking for quite a while..."
Marco stared at me, stunned, but only for a split second. Then he came close to me, abruptly sitting down next to me on the bed.
"So you've been talking with Andy behind my back? You must be kidding me right now!" he shouted angrily, grabbing me harshly by the arm.
I cried out in pain and tried to wriggle free from his grip, but he wouldn't let go.
"Marco, what the hell? Let me go, you're hurting me," I whimpered with gritted teeth.
Then he released me, so unexpected that I almost fell off the bed! I stared at him in shock. His face turned red with anger, his hands clenched into fists. Is he really that jealous of his best friend, or does he already suspect what I want to discuss with him? My blood was boiling. Does he really think he can treat me like that? Just because he was my first, it doesn't mean he owns me...
"Maybe you should control yourself better, Marco!" I snapped at him. "Otherwise, you can leave right now. You know where the door is."
He stared at me, stunned, then cleared his throat anxiously.
"I'm so sorry, piccola! It's just... I can't control myself sometimes," he replied, sheepishly running a hand through his hair.
"Now tell me what you and Andy were discussing. Does it have to do with me?"
He looked so deep into my eyes that it took my breath away. My anger vanished instantly, because every fucking time he looks at me like that, I'm melting away. There's something in his eyes making my heart race, touching my core, even causing a throb between my legs.
"Just so you know, Marco, I asked Andy for a talk," I said in a firm voice.
"Sally overheard Andy talking to Frank about you. Apparently, it was about your dirty business with Austin. Of course, Sally told me everything right away, being my bestie."
He turned away and looked out the window. I could see his face twitching. He was very tense, clenching his fists again. When I paused for a moment, he turned to face me. I was shocked as I saw the desperate look in his blue eyes. It reminded me of the first time I met him at the "Dragon's Den" and he told me about his unhappy childhood... My heart was racing so fast that I could barely breathe. In this moment, I realized the fucking truth: I love Marco, unconditionally! I will always love him, no matter what he's done or what is about to come, and I will never let him down.
"Why don't you continue, Sofia?" he asked in a low voice.
"So you met with Andy to hear the whole truth. What exactly did he tell you?"
He was still standing there, arms crossed, holding his breath in expectation. I hesitated for a moment, then gathered all my courage.
"Andy told me that about one year ago, you desperately needed money for drugs, so you got involved in some dirty business with Austin!"
I cleared my throat anxiously, since it was really hard to tell my boyfriend to his face that he was a fucking drug dealer! He flinched, biting his lips so hard until it was bleeding.
"You... erm, you sold drugs for him, Marco! Are you seriously a fucking drug dealer? Is Andy really right?" I asked, my voice trembling.
My heart was pounding like crazy and I felt sick. Marco let out a groan, coming towards me and getting on his knees in front of me. I felt dizzy when he wrapped his arms around me, burying his face in my lap.
"Sì amore mio, è tutto vero," he whispered under his breath. "It's true, I'm a bastard! I'm a fucking dealer, I sold drugs."
He straightened up to look at me, his eyes filled with tears. It touched me so deeply that I felt like crying, too.
"Come to me, amore," I whispered, gently pulling him up.
Then I wrapped my arms around him, sinking down onto the bed with him until he was on top of me. We were both trembling all over, holding each other tightly and slowly calming down. Marco propped himself up on his arm, looking down on me, his eyes filled with tenderness.
"I told you back then, the first time I tutored you in math," he said hesitantly.
"I've done things I'm not proud of... I wanted to tell you the truth earlier, but I was scared of losing you. Please believe me!"
He sighed heavily, and I gently stroked his face.
"I believe you! You promised me to go to therapy, and you did it. So promise me you'll never sell drugs again or do something so awful. Please, Marco!"
I looked at him, almost pleading, and he nodded vigorously.
"Absolutely not, piccola! I've regretted it enough, you can believe me," he replied, his voice filled with emotion.
I watched in dismay his face twitching violently. Suddenly, Andy's words came back to me: "Something terrible must have happened then!"
I knew exactly that it wasn't the right time yet to bring it up with Marco!
"I hope you can trust me, amore," his husky voice interrupting my thoughts.
"There's no love without trust... I love you more than my life, I don't wanna lose you."
"I love you too, Marco. No matter what, I'll never let you down," I whispered in a fading voice.
He groaned, then captured my lips in a tender kiss. Our tongues started a sensual dance, and I felt the heat spreading between my legs. I felt so hot! He impatiently pushed up my sweater, and I held my breath when he pulled it over my head. Then, with one grip, he removed his yellow T-shirt. Before leaning over me again, I took my time to touch his warm skin with my fingers, caressing him softly, tracing his hard muscles from his chest down to his abs. Marco was panting.
"When is your mom coming home?" he asked breathlessly.
"She and Sven should have been back for a while," I replied excitedly. "Something must have come up. I'd better lock the door!"
My boyfriend jumped out of bed.
"Let me do it!" he exclaimed, rushing to the door to lock it.
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In the meantime, I took off my black leggings and the top, only keeping my panties on. Marco was standing there in silence, his burning gaze wandering slowy over my body to take in every inch. His breathing was heavy, and his blue eyes were dark with desire. I was already on fire, even before he touched me. Finally, he stripped off his jeans, slipping in bed with me.
„You're gorgeous, Sofia, so fucking perfect! I wanna taste you, all of you...", he murmured, his voice fading.
He leaned over me, planting soft kisses on my boobs, before stimulating my nipples with his tongue, which felt so electrifying. I arched my back with a loud moan, trying to pull him up by the shoulders. My boyfriend, though, didn't follow my demand, but grabbed my wrists with a harsh grip, pressing them over my head onto the bed. Then he moved his lips deeper down, brushing over my hips and my belly, all the way down to my thighs. While he pulled off my panties, he looked deep into my eyes, the wild fire in his eyes taking my breath away.
I shivered with lust, when Marco pushed his face between my thighs, touching my vulva with his mouth. To stimulate me even more, he brushed his tongue over my sensitive clit, before licking my slick folds and sliding his tongue in between, just a bit to tease me. He knows exactly how to push me over the edge! I let out a loud moan, arching my hips toward him, as the heat in my core was burning me, intense feelings of pleasure running through my body. The desire to feel him deep inside me, to merge with him, was getting unbearable...
"Oh God, you're driving me insane. I want you so fucking much, Marco," I whispered aroused, grabbing his thick hair.
Marco emerged from between my thighs, carefully wiping my juices from his mouth with his fingers. With a dirty smile, he put the fingers in his mouth to lick them off, without breaking eye contact. Jesus, he's so smutty, but it turns me on even more!
"Come on and fuck me, big boy! We don't have much time," I whispered impatiently.
To emphasize my words, I yanked down his boxers, his hard cock springing free. I stared in awe at his large member, using both hands to grasp it. Marco let out a groan, when I stroked his long shaft up and down, slowly increasing the pressure to drive him wild before before guiding him to my entrance. We both moaned with lust when he moved his body on top of me, our naked bodies finally touching. I can't think straight anymore, all I want is to feel him all the way inside me...
"Mi fai impazzire, amore," he moaned in my ear.
"You're driving me so fucking crazy. I wanna love you, feel you, make you scream when you cum."
Just his sensual voice was turning me on insanely, even before he was inside me. I waited impatiently for him to pull over the condom. Then he slid between my spread legs, grabbing my hips with both hands and pulling me so close until his dick head pushed between my slick folds. He was panting and paused for a moment to catch his breath, before shifting into me with long thrusts.
"Oh Marco," I whimpered as I felt the deep pressure between my thighs.
It still hurt a bit when he stretched me with his hard length, but it also felt so fucking good! I moaned softly, overwhelmed by the sensation of lust and desire, wrapping my legs around his hips to press myself even closer to him.
"Look at me, Sofia," he demanded. "I wanna look you in the eyes when you come!"
What? He can't be serious... I hesitated for a second, but then opened my eyes to meet the profound gaze of his amazing blue eyes.
"Ti amo," he whispered, smiling tenderly.
He took my right hand, holding it tightly, while we were making love. I don't know how it's possible, but this time was even more beautiful and intense than my first time with Marco. It was a whole new experience to lock eyes with him all the time, watching his lust and desire grow until he lost completely control, increasing my own desire even more.
My boyfriend shifted into me with powerful thrusts, until he was filling me completely, his large cock touching my deepest walls. It feels like heaven and I just can't get enough! Marco is so fucking sensual, moving gently at first, then slowly increasing the pace during sex, driving me over the edge... Delirious, I whispered and moaned his name, while I was getting close. My orgasm was very intense, waves of lust washing over me, taking possession of my whole body.
I completely lost control, crying in wild ecstasy: "Marco, ti amo!"
Marco held his breath, watching me fascinated during my orgasm. I felt his cock twitching hard inside me, telling me he was holding back with the last of his strength. Then, he finally released, overwhelmed by his own orgasm, spilling his load into the condom. After sex, we were lying on my bed, tightly embraced, and slowly relaxing.
"How do you even do that?" I asked in a soft voice, tracing small patterns on his chest with my fingers.
"How do I do what?" he replied, wondering.
"Every time we have sex, it's even better than before! You make me really addicted," I said shyly, and he chuckled softly.
"That's good to know, piccola! But don't worry, it's mutual. I'm addicted too... to you and to the sex with you," he anwered with a smirk.
Then he took my hand, placing it on his chest so I could feel his strong heartbeat.
"Can you feel my heart, piccola? It's beating only for you," he whispered, smiling softly.
I gently stroked his chest.
"And my heart is beating for you, Marco," I replied, giving him a loving smile.
In the aftermath of sex, we were in complete bliss, losing us in each other's eyes. All of a sudden, my boyfriend was very tense, making a serious face. What is wrong now?
"I wanna ask you something, Sofia," he said nervously. "Please listen to me!"
"Okay, just spill the tea," I replied encouragingly.
"Next Saturday, Williams Software Incorporation is hosting a charity ball! The proceeds will go to an organization that cares for refugee children," he told me in a serious voice.
"Of course, I have to be there. My dad suggested to bring you along because he wants to finally meet you!"
Marco looked at me expectantly, and my heart skipped a beat. Holy shit, George Williams wants to meet me as his son's girlfriend! Suddenly, I was all excited.
"My God, that sounds great! I'd love to come," I exclaimed excitedly.
"But I have absolutely nothing to wear! I'm sure the ladies wear long dresses to a ball like that, don't they?"
Marco laughed, visibly amused.
"You're so sweet, piccola," he whispered to me. "I'm absolutely sure that no matter what you wear, you'll be the most beautiful lady at the ball."
I was about to reply when I heard the front door slamming downstairs. Mum and Sven were back home!
"Marco, get dressed! My mum and brother have just returned," I said nervously, grabbing my clothes to get dressed.
He did the same, getting dressed even faster than me. A few minutes later, we were sitting at my desk. Now he's the perfect tutor, and I'm his diligent student! Sven came in at some point to say "Hi!" and then disappeared again. The rest of the afternoon flew by, and we even had fun studying math!
Marco only left to go home at half past seven. By the end of the day, I was very tired but also relieved. My boyfriend has finally confessed to me his dark secret. It makes me happy that he's trusting me, as I'm trusting him... There's no love without trust!