“I want you on all fours, ass up, so I can watch your pretty pussy swallow my cock,” he says, lips bumping against mine. “Is that okay?”
“Yes,” I say a little too eagerly. The pounding, hips-slapping roughness that comes with taking a dick from behind makes my brain turn off. It’s a surefire way to make me cock drunk. It won’t necessarily leadto an orgasm though, and I want that. “Can I use my vibe?”
“Knew it was a good idea to break into your room. Yeah, grab it, baby.”
I dig it out of my suitcase. I know you can’t actually feel when a person is watching you, but my pussy feels Valentino’s eyes on my ass when I bend over. When I turn around, he’s lazily stroking and squeezing the base of his cock, a hungry look in his eyes.
“I’ll have that.” He takes the vibrating wand from me with his other hand. “Now, on your hands and knees.”
There is something not just revealing, but incredibly awkward about climbing onto a bed still dripping wet while a partner watches. Not seeing him either makes me suddenly more self-conscious, but then I turn my head to see him grab two of the pillows from the top of the bed. He folds one in half and slides it under me at my hips.
“Drop so your face is on the bed, sweetheart,” he instructs, and I follow instantly. “How’s this feel?”
He presses his hips into my ass, the head of his cock teasing my clit. The pillow keeps me propped up and nestled at the perfect height. Then he falls forward. Valentino traps me in this position with his lips pressed against my throat, hot breath tickling my skin. His fingers entwine with mine and he stretches us forward.
Oh fuck.
“Do you need more support?”
Yes. Yes, oh my god. I need a fucking intervention before I do something crazy like profess my love for someone I met this morning. I’ve never had a partner provide this much attention to detail while also taking such a controlling role before. He grinds against me, waiting for me to answer.
“This is good,” I squeak when his tip teases my hole.
“That’s my girl.”
He kisses along my neck as he slides back to stand behind me. A chill rushes down my spine at the loss of heat. Valentino squeezes my hips and ass, spreading my cheeks wider. I flush under his inspection, but his groan makes it all worth it. The sound reverberates through my body right to my pussy.
“How do you feel about edging?” he asks as he presses a finger slowly into me.
“Not tried it,” I gasp. “Prefer coming a lot when I touch myself.”
He hums and fucks his finger into me slowly. For as rushed as we were to get into bed, he takes his time working me up. He eases a second finger into me carefully, like I’m not dripping arousal across him and the towels beneath us.
When his hand leaves my hip, I know what he’s doing. The sound of my wand turning on mixes with thewet sound of his fingers inside of me, and I shudder. My pussy clenches tight with anticipation.
“I’m going to tease you, but I want you to tell me when you’re close, baby. I don’t want you to finish until I say.”
“Why do you wanna torture me?” I tease.
Valentino chuckles but doesn’t answer. He presses the vibe onto my clit and my complaint crumbles. My body shakes and my fingers curl into the sheets as the imaginary coil in my core turns tighter. The wet sound of my pussy brings me higher and higher.
“Stop,” I whimper, as my core starts to tighten too much.
“Good girl.” Valentino takes the vibrator off my clit and removes his fingers. I groan at the emptiness. Unable to come, I can’t keep myself from squirming. He bites my ass and I want to wail. “One more time, and then I’ll fuck this perfect cunt.”
His fingers slide into me with ease and start pumping. I clench around them instantly. I’m already so close now my body hums with need. When Valentino curls his fingers down, they brush against my G-spot. I gasp loudly as it lights me up.
“Yes,” I moan. “Yes, right there.”
“Your pussy is gripping my fingers like a vise, baby,” he growls. “So fucking beautiful. I can’t wait to have my cock buried right here and feel you come.”
The vibrator touches my clit, and my hand shoots back to signal for him to stop. I can’t get the words out as I nearly orgasm from the light pressure. Valentino moves quickly at my trembling hand. One second his fingers are inside of me and the next the tip of his cock is pushing into my pussy.
I choke as he bottoms out. His dick stretches me to my limit. He is so deep inside me I feel it in my throat. Unable to talk, to beg for more, to scream to the heavens about the godly cock they’ve gifted me. Valentino grips my hips, and the pinpoints of pain where his nails dig into my skin cause stars to form behind my eyes.
“Your pussy,” he sighs. “Fits me so well, sweetheart. Fucking made to take my cock.”
He leans forward, bracing one forearm near my head. My eyes roll back at the shift in position. I’m not going to survive this. Every part of me tingles with the potential of us and what we’re doing. My heart pounds a rhythm in my chest that makes me believe in fate. That Valentino and I are meant to be together.
