Page 24 of Vengeful Giorgio


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She turned until she was facing me, and rather than continuing to kiss her lips, I started to work my way over her jaw and down her neck. Her pajama top was delightfully loose-fitting, and it was nothing to move it and her bra aside to clasp my lips around her attentive nipples. She whined, her hands sewing into my hair, and I took my fill of her before skipping over to her other breast to suck it as well.

“Gio,” she hummed.

My name was like a symphony coming out of her mouth. I wanted to hear it more and more until I couldn’t forget it.

Having gotten a full plate of her breasts, I continued south. While my lips worked downward, my hands worked up, rolling her top up her torso. She took over, grabbing it and lifting it until it was off, and then she caught on and unfastened her bra as well. As I reached her hip, I bit down and she slapped her hands over her mouth.

“Don’t,” I said. “Let me hear you.”

“I’ll be too loud,” she replied. “It feels too good.”

I took a brief moment to work my way back up her until I was looking down into her eyes. I captured her hands and fastened them above her head. It took only one of my hands to hold her smaller wrists in place, so with the other hand, I pulled at her pants and underwear until I was able to yank them free of her body. I returned my hand to her wet center and started to stroke again. She whined up at me, her face splashed red, and the lust-filled gaze in her eyes would fill my fantasies for years to come.

Her hips gyrated as I worked, wiggling, and working to increase the friction. I pushed one finger inside of her and she let out a stifled moan. I kissed across her jaw and found a spot on her neck to abuse thoroughly.

“D-don’t,” she whimpered. “They’ll see.”

The beast in me wanted to be possessive – to tell her that I didn’t care who saw – but I knew the repercussions of that action right now. If her family found out that she’d been coming to me, they’d kill me, worse, they could kill her.

So I moved from the spot, but I picked one slower on her chest to bite at, intentionally leaving a sign of myself behind there. Something she didn’t seem opposed to or wasn’t able to be opposed to as she moaned under my touches.

“I’m gonna cum, Gio,” she whined. “Don’t stop.”

“I’m not stopping,” I gruffed back.

Shortly thereafter, she exploded around me, her moisture drenching my hands and enticing me to get an even deeper feel of her. I leaned back enough to take my shirt off and work my pants down my legs and off, then I nestled myself between her legs. Any fear that I had that she may not want to go all the way disappeared when she reached her hands out towards me.

I perched myself at her entrance and then leaned down to blanket myself over her. My head pierced past her hole and I let out a loud moan of my own. She was tight, likely because she’d only been with one man before, but her heat swirled together with her immediately clenching down around me and left me in a tough position to maintain my composure. I wanted everything to last, but everything about her felt good and I was struggling to not burst immediately.

“What’s wrong?” she asked in the wake of my stopping. “I’m okay, you can keep going.”

My head dropped to her shoulder and I laughed. “It’s not you, it’s me. You feel so good, I’m never gonna last.”

Her hands landed on my face and lifted it until I was looking down at her again. “Well, then we’ll just have to do it again and again.”

My heart swelled to twice its size at the conviction behind her eyes. “We’ll get to do it again?”

She smiled, minx-like, and raised an eyebrow. “I’m not letting this go anytime soon.”

I nodded. “Yeah. Me too.”

With that, I pushed further inside her, and she contracted around me hard. My dick thumped and I felt myself nearly give. Regardless of what she said, I didn’t want to bethatguy. It’d been a while for me, not to mention having spent the last several weeks not giving my lower half any attention. I understood its impatience, but I was begging it not to betray me.

I leaned back out of Natalia’s hold and pulled one of her legs up over my shoulder. I kissed her sweet, pale skin as I slowly pulled back out and then pushed in. She bit her bottom lip between her teeth, and even looking at her was a problem. She was more stunning than anyone I’d ever been with before, and in any past experience, it never feltthatgood. There was always a bit of awkward or a learning curve, but none of that was happening with Natalia. We were like two puzzle pieces fitting together, and every move I made she had a complimentary one.

It was supernatural.

Gritting my teeth to try and remain resolved, I started to thrust in and out of her at a more rapid pace. Each time I tried to pull back, she gripped around me sucking me back in, and my hips moved on their own driving into her. I latched a hand around her breast and squeezed and she cried out, “Gio,” while releasing around me with a shudder.

“Ah, fuck,” I grunted.

It was a lost cause. I shoved into her increasing my speed, drinking in the sound of her mewling with each thrust, and eventually, she came again, taking me with her. My hips stuttered and I released, feeling the heat of my seed coating us both from the inside out. My fingers dug into her leg and I threw my head back as wave after wave of pleasure crashed into one another across my body.

Distant, I could hear her breaths, each one sending her squeezing me below. If only I was in better repair, I might have been able to go another round, but I didn’t have it in me. I dragged backward out of her and saw my milky substance pouring out of her, and then all my senses came slapping back to me at once.

“Oh shit,” I hissed.

“What?” Natalia asked.