I’m so drawn to him, like a distant, icy planet, and he is my sun. My orbit around him warms me. He thawed something that’s been frozen inside me forever.
“Everything, Lucca,” I said. “I want all of you.”
His smile is beautiful for a moment, a ray of light shining on me before his amber eyes narrow with pleasure.
“I don’t think you know who you’re dealing with here,piccolo bacio,”he drawls in his most delicious, darkest voice. “I think you’re underestimating what I can do to this tight, perfect pussy.” He tugs on my curls again, grinning at my moan. “I can suck your innocence, your shyness, sweetness right out of you and leave you panting, soaking wet, my kinky, hungry little doll begging me to fuck you until you can’t walk without a limp.”
I try to say something but only a weak puff of air escapes my slack lips. His dirty talk. Damn Lucca and his deep, gorgeous voice and his filthy imagination!
He slides two fingers onto my center, spreading my lips wide as he makes a deep, pleased-sounding growl. With those wolf eyes glinting up at me, he licks me with the flat of his tongue, from my clitoris to my back passage and up again. He does this glorious move several times, making me half insane with the sheer pleasure of it. My nerve endings feel like they’re on fire, my skin too sensitive, but when I try to close my legs for a moment his wide shoulders block them open.
“Don’t do that again,” he’s talking against my clitoris, his lips shaping words over the swollen bud and I swear if I couldn’t I could feel the words at the center of me. “Stay just like this, baby.” His mouth nibbles very gently against my lips and then his teeth fasten on one, pulling it, and then the other, making me grab my own hair, pulling it and trying to keep my sanity.
The things he can do with his long fingers defy all logic and reason, and when he slides two inside me, stroking along my walls, and finding that spot that my fingers can never reach, he scratches it very lightly, and my back snaps into an arch. “Ah, there you are…” he whispers, pressing hard on me inside, and his big, warm hand pushes on my abdomen and the squeeze between the two sends me into my first orgasm.
“There’s one,” he says, drawing a number on my thigh in my own slick. The second comes as he keeps his fingers inside me and pinches my clit sharply.
“Bozhe moy!”I gasp, shocked that he could make me come again so quickly.
“Not god,” he disagrees, kissing his way up my stomach. “I’m doing this. Say my name when you come.”
His shaft is pushing against my leg as he leisurely sucks one nipple while pinching the other, moving back and forth between them. The heat of it, and the slight movement from the blood pulsing through it makes me want it in my mouth. I want to run my tongue along the veins making it swell, taste the heat of him.
Groaning, he kisses me and I can taste my come on his tongue. “I’m not the only one gifted with dirty talk, am I baby?”
“Did I say that out loud?” I cringe, but he captures my face in his hands and makes me look at him.
“Goddamn, that was hot,” he growls. “But if you put me in your mouth right now, I’m going to go off like some asshole teenage boy. I need to be inside of you. Turn around.”
Rolling to my hands and knees, I shriek when I feel his teeth on my ass.
“Your ass is perfection, I had to take a bite. Sorry,” he says insincerely. Then his mouth is back on me from behind and I bury my head in the pillow so I can scream as he gives me my third orgasm, painting the number on my thigh with his fingers, wet from being inside me.
“Please, please Lucca,” I groaned, “I need you inside me.”
“Where?” he asks, all innocent inquiry and I want to kill him. “Here?” His slick finger circles my ass and I stiffen. He kisses my right cheek and his big, warm hand slides down to cup my pussy. “Maybe you’re not ready for my cock inside your ass, but I promise you, that’s on the to-do list. When it happens, we’ll go slow. Maybe I’ll stretch you first with a plug, make you wear it to class to get your ass ready for me.”
My face is back in the pillow, trying to smother my needy moaning. When I feel the head of him enter me, the rush of relief is insane, making me dizzy. Arching my back, I try to push more of him inside me, and his hands clamp down on my hips.
“Ah, ah!” Lucca says sternly, “I’ll give you what you need,piccolo bacio,when I decide you’re ready. Your greedy little pussy can wait.” After another torturous minute that feels like an hour, his hips push sharply against mine, driving his cock high inside me, his piercing pressing and pushing against all my nerve endings and delicate spots. One thing hasn’t changed from the first time with him, the sting and stretch as his shaft fills me to bursting. I think it will always be that way and I’m starting to crave the ache and discomfort as it melts into liquid pleasure.
He slaps my ass, hard. One side and then the other and rubs my skin as he slams into me again, a groan escaping him that’s as deep as mine. His sharp hip bones slam into the softness of my ass and I have never felt him so deep. The heat of him driving inside me burns my center, my chest, makes me gasp for breath because it feels like there’s no room for anything inside me but Lucca’s cock.
I’m so close,soclose and then he freezes. “Oh,merda!Shit! I forgot a condom,” he groaned. He starts to pull out of me and I clench my muscles around him, enjoying his growl.
“It’s okay,” I’m a little breathless but I get the words out. “One of my presents for you is that I’m on birth control now. We don’t need a condom.”
If I thought he was greedy before, now he’s unhinged.
“I can fuck you raw?” His hands tighten on my hips, fingers flexing. “Baby, that’s the best gift you could give me.”
His hips pull back and slam into me again and this time I don’t even bother to try to bury my shriek in the pillow. He feels impossibly larger and every time he thrusts inside me I feel like he’s splitting me apart and I want it. I brace my arms against the mattress and turn my head, trying to find his lips, wanting to scream my pleasure into his mouth. His hand reaches under me and gives my wet, swollen clit a light slap, I’m shocked into coming again and he kisses it from me, wrapping his arms around me to hold me up as I scream his name.
“Wait,” he gasps, “I want to see your face when I come inside you for the first time.” He flips my shaky body over and slides inside me again. Caging my face with his forearms, he looks into my eyes. It’s so painfully intimate that I close them for a moment. “No, open your eyes, sweet girl,” he says, kissing me. “I need to see you.”
The moment is different now, not as filthy, not as aggressive. Lucca is almost tender, stroking in and out slowly, letting me feel every inch of him inside me as the ring on the tip of his cock rubs against my clenching walls.
“So beautiful,” he groans. “Your heart. Your face. God, I want to stay inside you forever.” His head drops to my chest for a moment as he takes a deep breath. “I love you, sweet girl,Ti amo.”
