Kendis knew she should stop this. Kissing Tony was probably one of the worst decisions she had ever made.

In truth, Kendis was tired of running from her feelings. It was the way Tony looked at her that made the decision for her.

Tony had a reputation for being a heartless womanizer, but in that split second, Kendis saw the depth of his feelings for her. It was the glimmer in those dark brown eyes that both elated and terrified her.

There was only one thing she could do but press herself closer to him, to take his head in her hands, and kiss him.

And kissing Tony had been like she had finally come home. They never wanted to stop kissing him, and it didn’t make any sense.

After Chester, after Josefa, and Kendis shouldn’t want this, but Kendis wanted Tony. In truth, she had wanted Tony before she had even spoken a word to him.

It all started with that ridiculous photo in Engineering Today.

The reality of Tony had been much more complicated, but that deep visceral want still haunted Kendis. And she had tried to walk away, but she couldn’t.

And after fooling around in his lab, they showered together. They couldn’t keep their hands to themselves as their hands caressed wet slick skin. And in truth, they had been more concerned about wringing more pleasure out of each other than any genuine attempt at getting clean.

It was all interspersed with laughter as they knocked their knees and elbows in the too-narrow shower.

Tony and Kendis silently agreed that getting dressed again was a waste of their time. So they padded nude out of the shower and over to the elevator that would take them to Tony’s bedroom.

It had taken what seemed forever to make it there. Every few steps were interrupted with kisses. Some kisses were just their mouths nipping against each and others were an invasion of tongues.

It didn’t matter; every press of his skin against hers was heaven. It didn’t help that Tony Stark was a huge tease. His fingers caressed her breasts, then Kendis’s quivering stomach, the inside of her thighs; completely ignoring Kendis’s erection that was red and leaking with need.

Kendis gave as good as they got. Their hands ran up his toned chest and then down to grab his ass as they ground her aching member against his.

By the time the elevator made it to the second floor, Kendis was considering climbing Tony like a tree and simply taking what she wanted.

The elevator opened with a ding, and then suddenly Tony was sweeping her off her feet and into his powerful arms.

Kendis would never admit that she swooned at that. Although Kendis was bisexual she mostly fucked women. And with Ginny and then later with later in with Josefa. In those relationships, she was always expected to be the strong one.

For the first time in her life, Kendis felt they could simply let someone else be the strong one for once.

“I didn’t get to do this the first time,” Tony said with a smirk.

And then he was carrying her down the hallway. The doors opened, and Tony carried them across the threshold of his bedroom.

“Thanks J,” Tony said, absentmindedly. “Privacy mood.”

“Very good, sir,” Jarvis confirmed, and then silence fell around them as Tony carried over the threshold. Kendis found the corny gesture oddly charming.

Tony carried over to the large, gargantuan bed that took up most of the space of the bedroom and tall floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the ocean.

Tony sat her down on the bed, and they bounced once on the bed. He took her head in his hands and brought his mouth against hers.

Kendis moaned as he licked into her mouth, and she wrapped her arms around him as she pulled him on top of her.

He ravished her mouth with his tongue and lips. He devoured her with a kiss, like he hadn’t eaten in ages. Kendis surrendered, allowing herself to be consumed by the overwhelming force that changed her life.

Tony finally broke the kiss, panting for breath. He pressed his head against hers as they both caught their breath.

“I want to take my time with you,” Tony said, his voice all deep and full of desire. “I want to know how you taste on my tongue. I am going to make you feel so good, baby.”

“Merlin, Tony.” Kendis hissed, and she pressed her erection up against his stomach.

“Are you going to let me, Tesoro?” He asked as he swept her curls off her forehead.

Kendis nodded.

“Use your words, Kendis,” Tony demanded. “I want to hear them.”

“Yes,” Kendis bit out with a groan as Tony nipped at her chin. “Yes, please.”

Tony grinned down at her with a devilish smirk, and then he kissed her again before he nipped at her chin. Then his wet, hot tongue made its way down the long line of her neck.

Tony’s big calloused hands trailed up her thighs prying them open as his lips made down chest. He bent down to suck her stiff nipples into his mouth. His beard tickling their breasts as she grabbed his hair and pulled him flush against her.

She giggled as his beard tickled her skin of breasts but then moaned as tongue flickered back and against her sensitive peaks.

Kendis gave in to the pleasure of his mouth and hands on her as his beard brushed against the underside of her breasts. Tony took them in hand and squeezed.

His other hand squeezed and pinched the other neglected nipple, and the bit of pain just added fuel to the burning inferno of her pleasure.

And when Tony had his fill of torturing the first breast, he switched to the second. He paid just as much attention to that peak as he did the other one. Licking and sucking it until Kendis was just a puddle of ecstasy.

Kendis never thought her breasts were all that sensitive before, but now she felt like she was coming apart by the simple touch of his mouth and fingers on her breasts.

Finally, Tony let them go. He kissed down her stomach and then he threw her a cheeky smirk as he once again ignored her throbbing length between her legs. He kissed her thighs and the insides of their legs but nowhere near the place she needed him.

“Tony,” Kendis whined, but he simply smirked at her and then took her fingers into his mouth and sucked.

Kendis knew that she had promised she would allow Tony to take his time, but she felt like if she didn’t come right this second, she would lose her mind.

Kendis wrapped her hand against her leaking cock. She whined as Tony knocked her fingers away.

“You aren’t coming until I’m inside you, Glinda,” Tony said, his voice deep and demanding, which only made her even more desperate for him.

“Tony,” Kendis begged, but Tony, the stubborn asshole, simply ignored her. Minutes stretched into what felt like hours as Tony worshipped every inch of her body.

For that stretch of time, Kendis was the entire focus of Tony’s magnificent brain. And Kendis felt like it was crumbling apart at every touch, every kiss, every lick.

By the time he put his mouth on her cock, Kendis was near crying with the need to come.

He reached over and took out lube, condoms, and, to her dismay, a cock ring and lube.

“Something to take the pressure off,” Tony said, with a shake of his head. Then rubbed lube on the inside of the cock ring and then wrapped it around Kendis’s cock.

Then Kendis shouted as Tony swallowed her cock in one go. She put her hand in his hair, and Tony groaned around her as she pulled his hair.

“I’m not the only one,” Kendis groaned. “Not the only one with a bit of a masochist streak.”

Tony the bastard tightened his lips around her and sucked hard. It took every bit of her dwindling self-control not to spill inside that wonderful mouth.

Kendis bucked up against him and was thankful that Tony didn’t have a gag reflex. He gripped her hips and held her in place as he bobbed up and down on her throbbing length.

The suction was divine, and Kendis could only hold on and take it. And from the looks of it, Tony was enjoying every moment. His eyes were rapturous as her cock slid across his tongue.

“Tony,” Kendis called out. “Please—”

Tony popped off her cock, his mouth red and swollen.

“No–“

Tony leaned over her and kissed her on the lips. She groaned at the taste of her pre-cum on his lips. He broke away from her and then he reached for the condoms.

“No condoms,” Kendis croaked out.

Tony blinked at her, “What?”

“I am clean,” Kendis shook her head. “I get tested regularly.”

“Yeah, me too, ” Tony asked, his croaked out. “Are you sure?

In that moment, she desperately craved to feel Tony spill deep inside of her. It was illogical, but she wanted Tony to leave his mark on her.

Kendis nodded, and then Tony kissed her again.

“I’m going to make it so good for you, baby,” Tony promised. And he was lubing up his finger and pressing against her hole.

Kendis did her best to relax as he rubbed her hole and then pressed his finger inside of her. It didn’t take her long to get used to the slight burn and stretch, even though it had been a while since she had last been fucked this way.

One finger was taken out and then replaced with two and then finally three.

“Enough,” Kendis half demanded, half pleaded. Tony looked just as desperate as his. His cock, which had been ignored until now; was hard and red and leaking.

Kendis arched as Tony slid in inside of her, and even with the preparation, she could feel the ache of being filled. He stopped, panting for breath as he gave her a moment to adjust. Kendis was impressed by Tony’s stamina and patience as he waited. After a moment, Kendis finally adjusted.

“You okay?” Tony asked, hushed.

“Yeah,” Kendis said. “You can move now.”

And Tony slid all the way out and then slammed back inside. Kendis cried out at how deep he was. The feeling of Tony inside of her and all around was indescribable, and she grabbed onto him. Her long legs wrapped around and pushed him impossibly closer as she met him thrust for thrust.

Tony fucked her slowly and steadily. The room was quiet except for the sound of the smacking of their skin smacking against each other and their moans as they surrendered to pleasure.

Tony and Kendis rocked against each other, sweat- slicked skin pressed together as they made love. And that thought caught Kendis by surprise. This wasn’t just fucking, it was making love.

“Please let me come,” Kendis begged. “Please!

Tony slides his hand between them. “Come for me, Kendis.” His fingers fumbled with the cock ring, and then Kendis was throwing her head back as her body shuttered with the force of her orgasm.

And Tony took that as permission to speed up, his body slamming against hers at a rapid pace as he gripped her hips and took his pleasure.

Although he no longer spoke English, she recognized his words as slurred Italian.

“Sei così adorabile e sei tutto mio,” Tony said, ” Sii mio.”

And then Tony went rigid, his eyes rolling back in his head as he spilled his hot seed inside of her.

“Non andare,” Tony said. “Resta sempre con me.”

Kendis didn’t understand, but she held him close. She welcomed his heavy weight on top of her, holding her down on the bed, his length still so deep inside of her as shuddered under the force of his orgasm.

It hit her then that there was nowhere else she would rather be. Somewhere in the chaos of her life, Kendis had fallen in love with her husband. This ridiculous man had broken through all of her walls and made a home inside of her heart.

And that terrified her.

 

Translate:

“You are so lovely, and you are all mine,” Tony said, in Italian. “Be mine.”

“Don’t go,” Tony said (still Italian). “Stay with me always.”