Dramatic, Mushy, Complicated Love

are willing to give, I will take, baby.”
“Kiss me, Luca. Really kiss me,” Meadow begged. Her hands were fisted on the balls of my shoulders and it was then I wished I didn’t shave my head. For work and saving time in the morning, it was perfect to have a close buzz cut. My day started at six a.m. every day by having breakfast with my mum and sisters. Being late was not acceptable to the Donatella women, nor was dealing with their feminine tantrums for me. So I decided when I moved out to make life easier, less time in the bathroom in the morning made for a happy mother, and a relieved and less badgered son.
Now, however, I longed for Meadow’s fingers pulling at my hair, feeling them gliding through the strands.
“I can do that.” Lowering my lips, I opened my mouth over Meadow’s, swallowing her deep sigh. Shifting my hips, I maneuvered myself between her open thighs, my lower body cradled in her heat. Meadow’s long, lithe and toned legs came up and around my waist, her muscled legs locking around me.
“Fuck yes,” I growled, shoving my arms under her shoulders and my hands cupping either side of her head, her long, blonde hair silky soft under my palms. I fed on the soft whimpers that filled the room, my head turning one way then the other, doing everything to deepen our kiss. A guttural moan left my throat as Meadow loosened her grip on my shoulders and made their way down the front of my chest until she reached my waist.
Holy fuck was she going for the waist of my pants? Because I was fully on board if she was. Lifting my torso up just enough for her hands to get better access, I continued kissing her, stroking my tongue inside her soft, wet mouth, exciting myself thinking of her hand wrapped around my cock. But instead of feeling her soft hand down my pants, Meadow tugged at her dress. After a moment of wrestling with what seemed like a belt, Meadow surprised me by pulling at the dress, opening it, and suddenly warm bare skin replaced the silky material against my chest.
“Oh Jesus,” I breathed into her mouth, knowing that this was probably the best day of my life. Meadow was unlike any woman I had ever been with; I always found myself being the instigator, the one to make all the moves. It was refreshing and arousing to find the table turned.
“Is this okay?” Meadow whispered, looking up at me, her lips swollen and puffy looking so sexy.
“More than okay, the only thing is I don’t want to look yet,” I admitted, pressing down tighter on her, moaning at the contact of her practically bare breasts in a push-up bra.
Sexy bra, damn, this woman was full of surprises.
“Why not?”
“Baby, this will be my first look at your breasts. Coming in my jeans isn’t good when I have the rest of the day to get through. Unless …” Raising my brows, I wiggled them at her, then laughed when she slapped me lightly on my back.
“Good try Spunk, but if you don’t think it’s teasing you, maybe we can do other things?” she asked boldly, reaching for the clasp of her bra and flicking it boldly open and pushing the cups to the side. Not that I expected anything different from Meadow. Being timid or shy was not her style, I loved that about her, she knew what she wanted and went for it.
“Damn, I really like you.” My voice was still gravel, and my dick was screaming for release, but I wouldn’t change this moment for anything.
“Like this?” I asked, slowly rubbing my upper body against her bare chest, startling when her hard peaked nipples dragged down my pecs.
“Ah huh, that is great,” Meadow agreed breathily, her hands running down to my denim-covered arse, gripping onto each cheek and holding me firmly in place.
Going back to her mouth, I teased her lips with my tongue, licking the inside of her lips then dragging the plump morsel between my teeth. All the while rubbing our chests together and praying that she didn’t lift her hips any higher. I knew she wasn’t wearing much more under the opened dress. Through my jeans I couldn’t tell if she had on panties, and if she wasn’t, then I was definitely going to nut like a teenage boy.
For long minutes, we rubbed and kissed. One minute I was in charge of the kiss, then Meadow took over, sucking my tongue into her mouth then swapping it up but lapping at my mouth. If I died right now, at least I would go with the last memory of this gorgeous woman moaning and writhing under me. Turning me on more than I have ever been in my life.
“Luca, more, I need more,” Meadow begged into my mouth, her hot breath mingling with mine.
“What baby, what can I do for you?”
“Nipples, put your mouth on my nipples.” Her plea was hitting me directly in the dick, and I had a feeling a quick trip home before going back to the office would be on the cards.
“You want me to suck those pretty nipples, Meadow? Will you come if I do?” As I asked her, I lifted off her just enough for her breasts to come into my view properly for the first time. And what a fucking view. Perfect tanned mound, each one a comfortable handful, shaped beautifully with raspberry coloured peaks. The areola around the nipples was large and slightly darker in colour than the nipples, which were extended and made for my mouth.
“Fucking perfection,” I growled, then lowered my mouth and closed it over the whole tight bud and sucked deeply, rolling my tongue around it at the same time.
“Mmmm.” My deep rumble brought a husky sigh from Meadow, her hands leaving my arse and coming back to my head.
“Oh god, yes, like that.” Fingernails scraped along my scalp,