“My God," I growl against her pulse point, dragging myself through her again, letting her wetness coat every inch. “This pretty pussy is begging louder than your mouth…"
She whimpers, hips jerking forward, chasing the pressure. “Rafe… please…”
“Please what?” I circle her clit with the tip, watching her eyes flutter. “Please make you come all over my cock without even being inside you yet? Because I will. I’ll make you drench me before I ever give you what you’re dying for.”
Her hands slide up to fist in my hair, tugging hard. “You’re such a bastard.”
“Yeah, and you love it.” I shift the angle so every thrust glides right along her swollen clit and along the moist slit that begs for me. “Look at you, already falling apart. You’re gonna come so hard for me, baby. Gonna soak my cock and the floor and still beg for more.”
She moans loud, back arching off the wall, thighs clamping tighter around my hips. “Fuck… right there… don’t stop talking…”
I lean in, lips brushing her ear. “You want more dirty words while I grind this pussy raw? Fine. I’m gonna make you come so many times tonight you’ll forget every name but mine. Gonna keep you dripping and needy for hours. And when I finally slide inside, you’ll feel me for days.”
Her breath hitches, body going rigid. “Rafe?—”
“That’s it,” I rasp, grinding harder, faster, the slick sounds obscene between us. “Come for me. Let me feel this sweet little cunt pulse against my hard dick.”
She shatters with a sharp, desperate cry, body seizing hard as her orgasm rips through her. Her thighs crush my hips, pussy clenching wildly against my cock, flooding me with slick heat that runs down both of us in hot, helpless waves. Her back arches violently, head thrown back, mouth open on a broken “Rafe—fuck—” that dissolves into breathless sobs. Every fresh crest drags another rush of wetness, her hips jerking uncontrollably, grinding herself on me through the overload until she’s shaking and gasping, completely undone.
Before the last tremor leaves her, I spin her around, walk her forward three steps, and push her down onto the bed face-first, my hand between her shoulder blades holding her there while I climb over her, cock still slick and aching against the curve of her ass.
I spread her thighs wider, line up, and sink into her pussy in one long, slick glide. She’s still fluttering from the last orgasm, walls gripping me tight, and the sound she makes is pure filth. I give her three deep, grinding strokes, just enough to coat myself completely in her, then pull out and drag the wet head up to her ass.
Then I press forward, easing the slick head of my dick past her tight ring. Her body resists for a heartbeat, then opens as she yelps and claws the sheets. I push in, her hole stretching slowly around me as I sink in, inch by thick inch. I watch every bit disappear into her, the way her rim clings and flares with each push until I’m fully seated, hips flush against her.
She moans into the pillow, back arching as she takes it all, and I watch her fingers frantically open and close on the sheets as she claws at it.
“God, yes…” she hisses, and her hips push back onto me. The way she grips me so tightly is erotic.
I pull back until only my tip lingers inside her ass, watching her stretch again when I glide in, deeper this time. Every second of that delicious friction undoes me and makes me want more.
“Rafe… don’t stop,” she gasps.
I set a steady rhythm, long strokes that make her tremble. Every thrust stretches her wider on the way in, grips tight on the pull back. I keep my eyes fixed there, on the way she opens and closesaround me, taking me completely each time. It makes me wish her pussy was full so I could feel the pressure through her tight walls.
“More,” she moans, pushing back. “Harder.”
She groans louder, thighs shaking, and the bed creaks under us as I rock against her greedy ass. Then I reach under her, fingers finding her clit, rubbing fast circles.
“Come for me again,” I rasp, but I'm so close I'm gonna lose it before she does.
Her whole body tightens, and she moans desperately, “Rafe—fuck!” as she comes, clenching hard around me.
The grip drags me over and I drive in once more and stay buried, pulsing deep inside her until we’re both still.
Her body clamps down in fierce, rolling pulses, squeezing me in long, milking waves that rip a shattered moan from her throat. She shakes hard beneath me, hips jerking back, thighs trembling as she comes undone, and every clench drags me deeper while she rides the crest, gasping my name and the word "fuck" over and over.
The relentless grip shatters me. I thrust harder, burying myself fully, and spill with a deep groan. Thick pulses surge out of me, flooding her in hot waves as my hips grind into her slowly and pleasure pours through me until I’m drained and locked inside her.
"Shit," she breathes. Her hands are splayed on the bed, head turned to the side but her hair covers her face.
If she keeps making me feel this way, we're both fucked. Sal will want loose ends tied up and I won't do it. I'm going to beforced to have a talk with him about what Riley's become to me, and that means making sure she understands once that talk happens, there's no going back.
"Shit's right," I tell her, but I don't pull out. I drape myself over her back, careful not to crush her, and press a kiss to the back of her shoulder.
I don’t know if Riley wants to make the commitment to my family that will most certainly be required if I'm actually going to make her a permanent fixture in my life. But she may have no choice. It might come down to vowing to be committed and faithful to the Ferretti name or face certain death.
And if it comes to that, I might have to make the hard decision to step away from everything I've known.
