Angela's feverish legs quickly wrapped around Antonio's waist, pulling him deeper into her with each thrust. “Oh god, Angel,” Antonio panted, his voice strained with pleasure. “I can't… I can't hold back anymore. I'm going crazy.” “Anto..nio… I think I am going…. I am coming!” Angela's climax hit her like a tsunami, her body tensing and shuddering. “Hold on, we are not done here.” Antonio's voice came as his hips continued to thrust into her, his eyes dark with desire as he sought to prolong the moment. Angela cried out, her body spasming with each movement, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy. “Antonio… I can't anymore,” Jill gasped, her voice trembling with the aftershocks of her climax. Antonio's lips curled into a smirk, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her skin. “Oh, but you will,” he murmured, his voice laced with a hint of danger. In a desperate attempt to regain control, Antonio flipped Angela onto her stomach, pinning her hips down with his weight. “God, you feel so good,” he growled into Angela's ear, his hands gripping her hips tightly. “I've missed you. Missed this.” Angela moaned in response, her body writhing against him as he continued to grind against her. “Antonio,” she gasped, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts. “We literally made love a few days ago.” “It's your fault for being so sweet, I can't get enough,” Antonio breathed, his lips trailing down her spine. His body suddenly tensed as he felt Angela's nails dig into his skin, her back arching to meet him. “Tell me you want this, Angel, tell me you want me…” he demanded, his voice thick with desire. “Yes…fuck it…I want you, Antonio… Fuck me,” Angela panted, her voice barely above a whisper. “I want this. I need it madly.” Antonio let out a low groan, his fingers tangling in Angela's hair as he held her steady. “You're mine, Angel,” he growled, his words filled with a primal possessiveness. “You will always be mine.” Angela's breath caught in her throat as Antonio entered her from behind, his hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. “Yes, oh yes! Antonio,” she moaned, her voice husky with desire. “Take me. Make me yours only.” Antonio's groans intensified, his hands reaching up to cup Angela's breasts as he thrust into her harder and faster. “God, you're so beautiful,” he panted, his words a desperate mantra of pleasure. “So perfect, my Angel.” Angela's body trembled as Antonio's thrusts grew more frantic, each movement sending her hurtling closer to the edge. She let out a strangled cry as he hit a particularly sensitive spot, her nails digging into the sheets as she fought to keep her composure. “Oh god, Antonio,” she gasped, her voice almost unrecognizable with desire. “I'm so close. So close.” He pulled away and flipped her to face him. “I want to see your face when you come, Angel.” Antonio's breathing became ragged, his body shaking with the force of his impending release. He slowed his movements, a look of concentration settling over his face as he focused on prolonging their pleasure. Angela's body writhed beneath him, a low moan escaping her lips as he stroked her most sensitive areas with hot, masterful precision. “Antonio,” she panted, her hands clutching at his back. “You're… I'm going to…” “Shhh,” he whispered, his lips brushing against her neck. “Let me take you there again, my Angel.” “Oh, you taste so sweet,” he murmured against Angela's skin, his tongue tracing a path down her neck to her breasts, his teeth nipping gently at her sensitive flesh. “I can't help myself,” he continued, his voice low and dangerous. “You drive me wild, Angela. You always have.” Angela's body responded to his touch, a wave of heat washing over her as her climax built once again. She cried out, her nails digging into his flesh as she surrendered herself to the pleasure. “I am at my limits, Antonio…I am really going to come, faster! Faster!” “I am near the edge too,” Antonio hissed. Their eyes locked, their gazes intense and full of unspoken promises. Antonio's thrusts became more aggressive, each movement driving Angela closer and closer to climax. “Angela,” he whispered, his voice shaking with passion. “I've loved you since the first day we met. You've always been the one, the only one.” Angela's breath caught in her throat, tears of joy and desire pooling in her eyes. “The only one?” she gasped, her body shuddering as her climax approached. Antonio's hips slammed into her, his body tensing as he joined her in the throes of ecstasy. His hand tangled in her hair, pulling her head back to expose her throat, his lips pressing against her pulse point. “Angela,” he growled, his voice raw with emotion. “I never want to lose you. Say you'll stay with me forever.” Angela's eyes welled with tears, her lips parting in silent agreement as she stared up at Antonio, his face contorted with a mix of desire and love. They clung to each other as their pleasure ebbed and flowed, the world around them disappearing as they basked in the afterglow of their shared passion. “I don't ever want this to end,” she whispered, her body pressed against Antonio, her heart still racing. “I want to spend every day of the rest of my life with you, Antonio.” Antonio smiled, his eyes shining with unshed tears. “Then that's what we'll do,” he murmured, his lips brushing against hers in a tender kiss as his seed spilled deep within her, his own orgasm crashing over him like a tidal wave. “I… am having multiple orgasms!”