I released my death grip on him, and he lifted up again, still inside of me.A hint of a smile played at one corner of his mouth, and amusement glimmered in those soft-brown eyes.“I think you should be on top.”
“I … I’ve never been on top.”
“All the more reason you should be.”Without waiting for me to reply again, he slowly withdrew and rolled over onto his back, removing his boxers entirely.His cock lay thick and heavy against his pelvis, and it glistened now from having just been inside me.“Climb on,bella.”He reached for my hand and helped me straddle him.Then he held his cock up at attention and waited for me to lift up on my knees and take him.
“Ooh,” I crooned as I sunk down, taking him all the way inside of me.“I like this.”
“If you feel comfortable, you should remove your bra.”
I hesitated only for a second before reaching behind me and unhooking my black bra, then tossed it to the floor.With my hands on his chest, I started to slowly lift my hips, and then drop them again.Every lift had me seeing more stars, and every drop had those stars bursting into a million tiny pieces.
The way his pubic bone rubbed my clit, and the friction in my pussy, it was all exquisite.All intoxicating.
My eyes were closed, so when calloused hands came up and cupped my breasts, I gasped a little and blinked them open.
His thumbs scraped against my nipples until they hardened and became tight.“Can you, um … can you suck them?”I asked, continuing to ride him, but definitely feeling the build of another orgasm in my belly.It wasn’t far off.Hopefully, I could meet Tom, and we could come together.
“Si.”Inching up the bed a bit, he leaned into the pillows and headboard.His warm mouth encircled my left nipple, and he sucked just hard enough for me to feel a small snap of pain.
But I liked it.
I really liked it.
Then he moved over to the other breast and did the same thing while continuing to gently cup and massage them.
When he moved back over to the left breast and carefully scissored his teeth over that tight nub, I dropped my hips down low, taking him as deep as I could, and I let go.
I gave in to the pressure, the pleasure, and the moment and let the orgasm take over.I had no control anymore.I was but a cog in the bigger machine that was my climax, as it claimed my body, my mind, and my soul.
A moment later, as I was still caught up in the throes of bliss, I heard Tom grunt, sigh, and a second later his cock began to pulse inside of me.I squeezed my internal muscles around him as best I could while continuing to just ride this beautiful wave.
He released my nipple from his mouth, and I leaned back, only realizing as I started to come down from that illustrious high, that I’d actually dug my fingernails into his chest and now he had deep, half-moons in his pecs.
“I like it,bella.Don’t worry.Battle wounds well earned.”
“You consider having sex with me going to battle?”My mouth dropped open.
He grinned, and cradled my back with both hands, only to do some crazy, Italian, ninja move and flip me onto my back.He slipped out at the same time, but didn’t seem to care as he pinned me beneath him.“Not battle.No, that was the opposite of battle.That was …”
What was the opposite of going to war?Coming home?
“That was peaceful and beautiful,” he finally said.“Thank you for trusting me to be your new first.”
“I can’t imagine anybody else I’d rather lose my born-again virginity to,” I said, which caused us both to start laughing.I wrapped my legs around his waist.“How soon can we go again?”
That caused him to toss his head back and let out a laugh like I’d never heard before.“Give me some time,bella.I’m an old man.”With a quick kiss to my cheek, he climbed off me and went to the bathroom, giving me a glimpse of the beautiful, grayscale, swallow tattoo on his right shoulder blade, only to return a moment later with a warm, wet washcloth.He then proceeded to clean me up, which definitely wasn’t something I expected.
“Have Igastedyourflabbers?”he asked, returning to the bedroom after dealing with the washcloth.“You look shocked.”
“Is that something all men do?”I asked, lifting up onto my elbows as he proceeded to get dressed.
He casually lifted a shoulder.“I don’t know aboutallmen.But some.The good ones.You should pee though,bella.You don’t want to get a UTI or yeast infection.”
I slid one leg over the bed, then the other.“How do you know that?”
“I pay attention.When you are ready, join me in the kitchen for aftercare and a debrief.After that, we will go see Mouse while I recover.”Then he left me standing there on the threshold to his bathroom, my jaw nearly on the floor, as the sexiest man I’d ever met justgastedmyflabbersagain with his talk of “aftercare and a debrief.”A debrief about the sex we just had?Seriously?
Something told me, when it came to Tommaso Barone, myflabberswould begastedan awful lot.
