Dirty Romance

Chapter 4: Into the Fire

Night fall came over the island very swiftly, stars blinked to life and dotting in the sky forming brilliant clusters, the air warm and filled with scent of salt and jasmines, mingling with the distant sounds of the jungle’s night creatures waking.

Zara stood at her balcony of Villa, looking out at the endless mass of water. She could still feel the remnants of the hot sizzling make out section she shared with Antonio.

His touch had burned her and seared itself into her skin like a brand and so matter how much she tried to calm herself, her pulse remained erratic.

She couldn’t take it anymore; her body yearned for his touch again.

Why did he have this effect on her? She was no stranger to fleeting romances she has had her fair share of passionate affairs, moments where she would loss herself to someone for a night or two, but this time it was different she felt something she has never felt with Antonio.

The more she thought about everything, her hands began to linger all over her body, moving down to her c**t releasing a soft moan as she continued to pleasure herself wishing Antonio could fulfill all her s****l desires.

A soft knock on the door interrupted her big O moment.

Her heart leapt into her throat wondering who it could be.

At first she didn’t want to get the door, but the knock became persistent. Who’s at the door, she asked. It’s Antonio, bad time?

Her heart skipped a beat, now knowing fully well who was at the door; she took a deep breath, trying to compote herself but it was no use as her pulse quickened.

As she reached for the handle, she hesitated for a moment before opening the door.

Antonio stood there, a shadow against the night. He had changed into a dark colored shirt with cargo shorts.

He didn’t say anything for a moment, his locking with hers, and the tension between them was so thick that a knife could cut through.

“Can I come in?” he finally said, his voice was low but it sent thrills down her spine.

Zara stepped aside speechless, letting him in.

As he brushed past her, the heat of him washed over her filling the small space with an energy that made her feel unsteady, like the ground beneath her was shifting.

On getting inside Antonio turned to face her, his expression was unreadable, but his eyes never left hers.

He just stood there staring at her like a predator ready to pounce on its prey.

“You left in a hurry,” he said, his voice quit but laced with something she quite put a finger on it.

She swallowed hard, trying to compose herself. “I needed some to think.”

“About what?” His gaze dropped to her lips, then slowly traveling back up to eyes. “About us?” he asked with a smirk on his face.

There it was again that pull, his words always having an effect on her wrapping her like silk drawing her in.

But there was something deeper, something dark lurking beneath the surface.

Zara took a step towards him, her pulse racing. What are we doing Antonio?

His lips twitched into a slow, dangerous smile. "Whatever we want".

Her breath lost, there was always something thrilling about the way he spoke.

As though the rules of the world didn’t matter in this island.

They were free, unbound by expectations or limitations and both that excited and terrified her.

But she couldn’t deny the tension going on between them.

Antonio closed the distance between them in two quick strides, his hands finding her waist and pulling her against him.

She gasped at the contact, her hands coming up to rest against his chest feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her palm.

He was solid and real yet there was a hint of untamed wildness in him that she wanted to explore but also at the same time scared her.

“You feel it too,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper with his lips inches away from hers. “Don’t pretend you don’t.”

Zara pulse quickened, her heart hammering in her chest. “I do”, she whispered, “but this…..”

Antonio’s lips brushed against her jaw, a soft teasing kiss that sent shivers down her spine.

This is real, whatever you’re afraid of and whatever you think is stopping you just forget about it.

There is nothing here but me and you.His words sounded reassuring, a challenge she knew she wasn’t ready for teetering on the edge of something dangerous that could consumed her.

Antonio kissed her again, this time harder and more intensely his hand slid down her back pulling her even closer, his body pressing into her with a raw need that ignited something deep inside her.

With a swift moment Antonio lifted her off the ground onto the bed, his body hovering over hers as he kissed her again, his mouth hot and demanding.

She moaned to his kisses, her body yearning and aching for more of him.

But he didn’t rush it. He took his time Kissing every inch of her body while his hands traveled round her body exploring every part of it, with every touch making her to tremble.

“Antonio,” she gasped with her hands running through his hair as he kissed her neck.

He didn’t respond, his lips continuing their descent, his hands sliding between her thighs and kissing them before taking off her robe.

She was exposed to him now, she didn’t care at this point her body craved for his touch, and she wanted him.

Antonio’s eyes darkened as he looked down at her, as his hands makes its way to her b***s and using his tongue to play with her n*****s, with every touch igniting every desire in her.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispered into her ears, with his warm breath sending shivers down her spine.

Her bodying humming with anticipation.

He leaned down, capturing her lips in another hot kiss, his hands moving over her body with a confidence that he took her breath away.

The room around them disappeared the island forgotten; it was only two of them, lost in the heat of the moment.

As he continued to explore her body, he made his way to her c**t rubbing them gently which made her more wet than ever.

He continued to kiss her, but at this point couldn’t take it anymore she just wanted him to put her out of her misery.

Antonio had a smirk on his face as saw how Zara reacted to ever of his touch, he was enjoying every bit of it wanting to tease her some more.

At this point Zara was begging to be f**ked, Antonio kept teasing her until he finally decided to stop. He brought out his d**k and began to thrust and the more he kept on thrusting he awoken something that was dead in Zara for a while now.

As they moved together, their bodies’ slick with sweat, their breaths ragged and heavy, Zara felt something shift in her, she wasn’t just giving herself to Antonio, she was surrendering herself to the island; the wild untamed part of herself that she had tried to keep hidden. With Antonio she felt she could be free.