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Copia walks down the long empty stretch of hallway as he approaches your room. He hasn't been able to spend too much time with you recently so he thought he'd surprise you and the two of you could spend some alone time together tonight.
As he gets closer to your room he notices the door is cracked open the smallest bit. He assumes you must've thought your door was shut given how it's barely open.
He places his hand on the doorknob but is stopped when he hears a small whine escape your mouth.
Copia moves his hand and peeks through the crack in the door. His view of you is a bit blocked but he sees you laying down on your bed, your fingers working it's way inside of you.
Copia leans against your doorframe listening to the alluring small stifled sounds coming from you. He looks through the crack in the door again. Your eyes shut and head leaning back as you pleasure yourself with your hand.
He can feel himself grow hot and lust begin to creep through him.
The two of you have been seeing each other for a while now so he's had the privilege of pleasuring you before but witnessing you giving into your own desires alone was a delicious fantasy that he finally has the chance to indulge.
He mentally chastises himself however, part of him feeling like this was too much of an invasion of privacy but the temptation of watching you is too perfect of an opportunity to ignore.
Copia feels himself growing harder as another moan slips from your mouth. He swears softly to himself and finally palms the material over his hardened cock, yearning for friction.
The burning desire for you becomes too much and he quietly opens the door to your room more and softly closes it behind him. You didn't notice him entering your room until Copia said your name.
Startled, you quickly move your hand, adjust yourself, and sit up.
"Copia," you reply.
"What were you doing, tesoro?" Copia asks. Your face burns red.
"Nothing," You clear your throat. "What are you doing?" you ask.
"I was on my way over and heard your sweet sounds from outside. I couldn't help myself, I had to stop and watch," he says with a smirk. He sits down in front of you. "Don't be shy now," he says.
He places a small kiss on your hand in encouragement. You lean back down and he helps lower your clothes again.
You rub your wet folds again before sliding your fingers inside of yourself, pumping at a slow pace trying to rebuild where you left off. Copia moans softly at seeing the first pump of your hand.
He places a hand on your leg and squeezes you a bit in encouragement. You moan softly at the contact and he moves a bit closer to you, leaving a kiss on the inside of your thigh.
You quicken your pace and your breathing becomes uneven and whines slip from your mouth. Copia's eyes move up to your face and he watches as you pant softly from your actions.
Seeing how you're able to get Copia so worked up from just witnessing you pleasure yourself makes your insides twist in delight.
Copia feels his cock twitch as his length restricts against his clothes, the need to touch you becomes overwhelming.
"Cazzo," he breathes out. He moves your hand away from yourself. "You know, as pretty as you look right now I like it better when I get you to come," he continues.
"Please, Copia make me come," you beg for him.
He helps you undress fully before discarding his own clothes, finally feeling less restricted.
He moves towards the end of the bed. You sit on his lap, back to his chest. In front of you two is a mirror propped up against the wall. Copia rubs your center and you lean your head back with a moan.
Copia stares at your reflections focusing on every little reaction he draws from you. The twitch of your legs, the turn of your head, the heaving of your chest. He moans at how he's able to bring out such reactions from you.
You move your hand behind the two of you and rest it on the back of his neck. He puts another finger deep inside you, desperate to see you squirm more.
He watches you twist in delight, bucking your hips against his leg. Your nails dig deep into the back of his neck, pulling a bit on his hair drawing out a moan from Copia.
His cock presses against your back, hungry for contact as precum begins to drip down. His thumb circles your clit and your moans get louder but you still feel empty.
"Please, I need more of you," you greedily beg Copia.
"What are you going to do about it, amore?" Copia challenges.
You move his hand and turn yourself around in his lap, wrapping your legs tight around his waist. You stroke his cock a few times earning a groan from Copia before you sink down on his cock.
You pause for a moment feeling him stretch you out. He begins to kiss the side of your neck when you finally move your hips.
You continue to slowly build up speed on him enjoying the feeling of his length hitting deep inside you every time. He looks up at you and you look down at him as you rock against him, enjoying the sight of you dominating him.
As you speed up, you place your head against his neck.
"Fuck, Copia, you feel so good," You whine in between breaths. "Please, I'll do anything for you, I want to be good for you," you pant.
"Oh yeah?" he challenges.
You nod your head as you push it into the side of his neck. He gets off the edge of the bed, you still wrapped around him.
"I want to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk tomorrow," he says lowly as he lays you down back on the bed. He crawls on top of you with a new hungry lustful look in his eyes. His hands tightly pin yours down.
He pushes you down on your back and slams into you. He moves one of his hands to pull on your hair, you yelp in a mix of pain and pleasure as he doesn't stop pumping himself into you. Your fingers curl over his hand in delight as he roughly slams into you.
He suddenly leans all the way down on top of you, stretching you out even more and filling you up deeply with his length. Hands both on each side of you, keeping your hands pinned into place on the bed.
You moan at the way he's able to hit deep inside you sweetly. He bites down on the side of your neck, sucking on your soft flesh being sure it will leave a mark. A reminder of who you belong to.
He moves his mouth up to your ear, nose pushing against the side of your neck, as he continues to slowly roll his hips into you.
"You're such a good pet, aren't you?" he says and moves one of his hands to stroke your hair.
You whimper in response and he pulls on your hair. Your hands burn, wanting to grab onto him but his free hand tightens his grip around your wrist, anticipating your movements. Your other hand is blocked from him pinning you down.
"I'm going to remind you that you belong to me," he says against your skin before nibbling again on your neck. He snaps his hips again and pulls on your hair. "Say that I'm yours," he commands.
"I'm yours, Copia," you moan as he roughly fucks you, speeding up his thrusts again.
"Louder," he commands with another snap of his hips.
"I'm yours!" you shout and he leaves a small kiss on your temple pleased.
"Good," he praises.
Copia sits up on his knee, leaning up fully and moves his hands to your ass, lifting you up to a different angle.
He forcefully thrusts into you and your hands grip tight onto the material on your bed to ground yourself. You wrap your legs tightly around his waist again desperate to feel every inch of him.
He laughs at how needy you are to feel him as he continues to slam into you as hard as he can, giving your ass a tight squeeze as well.
He looks over to the mirror again, watching how well you take him. You follow his gaze to the mirror. He moans at the sight of how pleased you are all spread out for him and how he hits deep inside you with every rough thrust.
With another forceful thrust you are pushed over the edge and release yourself on his cock with a moan. Seeing your face twist in delight as you ride out your high was enough for Copia to feel himself becoming painfully close to the edge as well.
He moves his eyes from the mirror back to you as he lays your bottom back down on the bed.
He pulls his cock out of you and puts it in your mouth, coming down your throat.
Copia watches you as you continue to lightly suck on him, moving your tongue up to his tip as the waves of euphoria wash over him.
He pants softly, lightly caressing your hair. He finally pulls out of you and lies down on the bed.
He curls up next to you and lies on your chest, wrapping his arms around your midsection. He places a kiss on your tummy and holds you tight to him.
"You're so beautiful," he says softly. "I'm yours too by the way," he says as he caresses your stomach. Your hand softly strokes his hair.
"I know you are, topo," you say and kiss the top of his head.
"I love you," he replies and gives you a squeeze as he nuzzles against you.
"I love you too," you reply and continue to gently stroke his hair until you both fall asleep.