"Close," he chokes, and I feel his body tense.
He pushes deep into my mouth, farther down my throat than he's been so far. My throat closes tight around him, even as my lungs are deprived of air.
But I love it. I want more. I want all of it.
He groans and his hips flex, and then his cum is spilling into my mouth in a salty rush. I choke and gag, swallowing frantically, and it's messy, but I'm taking it. All of it.
"Fuck," he groans, and his voice is rough.
I keep sucking and swallowing, and he stays buried, letting me lick and suck and swallow.
When he finally pulls out, a line of cum drips from the corner of my mouth.
"That was perfect," he murmurs, and his thumb strokes my temple, catching a stray tear.
"You're perfect," he continues.
I flush.
He takes my hands and pulls me to my feet.
"Come, I'll wash your face," he says, and leads me to the ensuite bathroom.
He wets a hand towel and uses it to clean my face, wiping the corners of my mouth, under my eyes, down my neck.
"How do you feel?"
"Good," I say, a little dazed.
He looks pleased.
"I had a feeling about you, Elena," he murmurs softly. "From the very first moment."
He leans down and kisses me softly, his hands at my waist.
Then he lifts me up and puts me on the cool counter, so I'm facing him, and presses his mouth to mine, a little rough, like he's claiming me.
He draws back, his hands coming to the sides of my thighs. "Are you ready for more?"
"Yes," I whisper.
His hands squeeze. "You learn quickly, don't you, panini? You like being a good girl."
I do. God, I do.
And I can't wait to see what other rewards it gets me.
Chapter Twenty Five
Luca
"You learn quickly, don't you, Panini? You like being a good girl."
A small moan escapes her, and the sound goes right to my cock.
I squeeze her thighs, and the heat of her skin sinks into my palms.
She looks down, her dark lashes hiding her eyes, and I cup her chin, draw her up so I can look at her face.
