~B.~

"I have to find a bathing suit," I told Mel as she showed me the two piece she bought to go with her belly.

I hopped up to our room and searched our suitcases. Marcello packed everything so both of our clothes mixed together.

I rummaged around the half unpacked things and grabbed a plain black bikini. It was a little strapped for my taste.

Something caught my eye in his suit case. I narrowed my eyes as I grabbed the baby pink, lace singlet. It was a halter and severely see through. Goosebumps spread across my body as my thoughts wandered.

I clenched my thighs together as my thoughts ran rampant. I really wanted Marcello to fuck me.

I debated what to do before groaning and putting the lingerie in our closet. I changed into the bathing suit.

I grabbed a t-shirt I had and slipped it on. While opening the door I yelped as Corrine barged in.

"The boys can't swim because there was a stupid last minute meeting!"

I raised a brow at her anger before placing my hands on her shoulders, "it's fine Cori. We'll just hang out in the hot tub. We've got a couple weeks to get them all in there anyway."

Corrine pouted and nodded, before leading me to where Mel was relaxing in the hot tub.

"So," I started as I sank into the bubbling water.

"I have a plan to get Marcello to fuck me."

"Honey you don't need a plan. All you have to do is ask nicely babe. He does it in his mind every damn day."

I flushed red and huffed, "well I still kinda have a plan."
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I was wrapped in a towel as I peaked around for Marcello. I saw him in a makeshift office with a large file in his hand as he and Leo spoke fast.

I nodded and knew I had some time. I raced upstairs to wash off chlorine. I had shaved yesterday coincidently and mentally high-fived myself. I scrubbed myself clean and washed my hair.

When I stepped out and tightened the towel around myself. I grabbed lotion while I toweled at my hair.

I attempted to keep the curls intact as they hung in my face. I puffed them out of the way and my heart jumped out of my chest as the door opened.

I stepped out of the bathroom and immediately his eyes went to my less than decent attire. Which would've been sexier if he gave me more time.

I pouted and crossed my arms, "you ruined the surprise."

Marcello furrowed his brows in confusion as he grew closer, "what surprise?"

He grasped my hips as I played with his shirt and avoided eye contact.

"I was gonna put on the thing for you," I admitted quietly.

Marcello didn't catch on so I continued, "the... pink one. Cause you know you're under so much stress and you take such good care of me. And we... I wanted-"

Marcello interrupted me with a kiss. He wasted no time plunging his tongue into my mouth while grasping my butt. He kissed me ferociously as I could only whimper at his ministrations.

He suddenly spanked my asscheek before demanding in a husky voice, "Put it on."

I nodded quickly and hurried to the bathroom where it hung. I dropped the towel and focused on putting it on currently. The see-through exposed my very hard nipples and the shaven pussy that currently soaked the fabric already.

I ran my hand through my hair nervously. Sure he's seen my naked, but it was in the moment. Now, I was presenting myself to him on a platter.

I took a breath as I could practically feel the impatients radiating off of Marcello.

I bit my lip and opened the door quickly so I couldn't stall any longer.

I kept my eyes on my painted toe nails while wiggling them against the floor. I heard Marcello's sharp intake of breath and paused as his eyes roved over me.

After a moment of silence I glanced up to see him beckoning me over. I walked slowly over to him and took his hand.

His other hand trailed down my body to my thigh. He gripped it and brought me to kneel by his hip. I shakily gripped his shoulders and straddled him.

He brushed his lips down my neck. He went further down between my exposed cleavage and quickly lapped at my skin.

"Cello," I sighed. "I need you."

He chuckled darkly, "I'll give you whatever you need bambina. You're such a good girl."

I nodded but moaned as he nipped at my throat. I rocked against his hips and tightened my grip as the friction drove me crazy.

I gasped as he snarled and flipped me over, "fuck you look delicious my love."

I was bent over the bed as Marcello splayed his hand down my back. He pressed his chest tightly against me as he gripped one of my cheeks.

"So good to me, my love." He husked in my ear while rolling his hips against my pussy.

I panted as he teased me. He gathered my hair into his fist and made my neck vulnerable to his mouth.

He kissed up my back and nipped at the base of my neck.

"Tell me Bella, what do you want me to do to show my gratitude?"

"I want you," I whispered into the bed while rubbing against him. He grunted lowly before bucking in retaliation.

"Specifics, fidanzata. Fingers, mouth... cock?"

"All of the above," I answered immediately. I could practically feel his ego radiating off of him.

Marcello grabbed my hips once again and turned me to my back. I blew my hair out my face as he spread my thighs before he kneeled between them.

"Hands up Bella." I hesitated and apparently took too damn long as he gripped my wrists.

Abruptly, they were stretched above my head and there was a flash of the camera. Suddenly fingers slipped under the lace and plunged into me. He pushed himself right in as my wetness made it ridiculously easy for him.

I clenched my eyes shut and bit my lip to keep quiet. I couldn't focus on anything, not even the two more flashes of the camera as I arched my back.

Marcello threw his phone away before diving and attaching his mouth to my covered nipple.

He worked himself inside me, curling, pounding, and wrecking me altogether. He tightened his grip on my hands as I tried to move away from his probing fingers.

I wriggled out of his hands while he was distracted by twirling his tongue around my tit. I yanked at his shirt desperately. I started to pull it off him as he molded his lips to mine. I made a noise in shock and appreciation as he kissed me thoroughly.

I blindly helped him rid himself of his clothes. Shucking them off I didn't hesitate to run my hands over his body.

"As much as I love the pink baby, it's got nothing on the pretty pink pussy you know I love."

He reached around my neck and pulled at the tie. It only took a moment for it to come undone as he started ripping at it impatiently.

"Marcello!" I scolded as I heard tearing. He grunted and ignored me before stripping me naked.

He groaned lowly and didn't give me a warning as he once again plunged his fingers into me.

"Fuck!" I wrapped my thighs around him in a vice grip and pressed my forehead against his shoulder.

He curled his fingers and pounded harshly into me, I sobbed and tried to move.

"No baby, you wanted this. Take it Belle." I threw my head back as his thumb rubbed against my clit.

My nails dug into his skin as I came around his hand. I rode his fingers as I convulsed. He groaned as he brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean.

He spread me further and grinned at my glistening lips. I reached up to kiss him tiredly as I tried to regain my energy because god knows he isn't done. I didn't want him to be done either.

I gripped his belt buckle as I twirled my tongue with his. I palmed his length after slipping my hand in his unbuttoned pants and absorbing his moans.

I bit at his lip as he tugged at his pants hurriedly.

"Need to be inside you," he told me while ripping off the rest of his clothes.

My breath escaped me as I took in his body. I think I might do that every time for the rest of our lives.

I gripped him lightly and rubbed against his tip. Marcello cursed and bucked into my hand.

"Quand j'en aurai fini avec toi, tu ne pourras plus marcher. I'm va vous baiser encore et encore."

When I'm done with you, you won't be able to walk. I'm going to fuck you again and again.

Hearing him utter these things in French made my stomach clench and suddenly my ache was 100 times stronger.

"S'il vous plaît. Marcello merci de me baiser!"

Please. Marcello please fuck me!

At this point he was all grunts and growls. This time he responded with a longer growl and ran himself up my slit.

I wrapped an arm around his shoulder and grasped his hair with my other hand. He kissed up my neck as he lined himself with my entrance.

He pecked my lips and pressed his forehead against mine. I cupped his cheek and ran my thumb over his cheek. He pushed his way in while I clung to him.

I cried out at the intrusion and tugged at his hair. Marcello's deep breaths fanned my lips as I tried to adjust to his fucking massive size.

He clenched his fist above my head and inhaled sharply, "fucking hell, Belle. You're so damn tight, relax bambina."

His other hand trailed between us, taking my clit between his fingers.

I gasped at the abrupt sensation as he pinched me. I groaned and felt myself clenching around him even harder.

"Holy fucking shit," his hips snapped against mine. I moaned and finally felt pleasure and tried to get him to move.

Marcello grasped me tighter and hitched my thighs higher up his body. I was quick to push my hips into his, urging him to go faster.

He groaned and rutted into me. I met his thrusts with equal enthusiasm.

"Harder... h-harder please," my voice was choppy and higher that normal as I spoke in his ear.

Marcello nodded as he focused his eyes between our bodies. Suddenly he pounded into me, I cried out as his balls slapped against me. As our skin melded together as he licked between the valley of my breasts. He quickly veered off track to suck on my nipple.

Still balls deep deep inside of me, Cello sat up and kept his head tucked between my boobs.

He guided my hips to ride him and suddenly I was bouncing up and down on his cock. He reached even deeper into me than before and I was quickly pushed over the edge.

"Such a good girl," he cooed and squeezed my tits once more. His hand smacked against my ass only adding to the overwhelming pleasure. I quickly felt myself coming and bit his shoulder to hold in my cries.

Grunts and curses flew from the man under me. He suddenly took my post orgasm body and rolled me over to continue his brutal pace. He stretched my walls as he viciously pounded into me.

"One more time, Belle. Let me feel you cum around me again." His words weren't completely registered as he grew desperate. I noticed him twitching inside me and his hips stuttering with every few thrusts.

The over stimulation built up quick as I was suddenly ridiculously sensitive to every move he made.

I saw stars as I suddenly had a vice grip around his dick and screamed as I exploded once again.

Marcello hollered as he came into me simultaneously, continuing jerky movements of his hips through our orgasm.

He seemed never ending as ropes and ropes of him shot into me. I arched under him and shuddered as he slumped against my chest.

He hadn't pulled out of me as he reached for a blanket and wrapped it around us.

"I'm on birth control, not that you were concerned." I husked against his shoulder, he huffed a laugh.

"I was hoping you weren't. I didn't worry about it then and I'm not going to worry about it when I fuck you again in a few minutes." I gasped as he hardened inside me.

I cradled his face and kissed him lightly before he spoke against my lips, "I love you Bella."

I sniffled and kissed him many more times, "I love you too."