My breath felt like it was cut off for a moment.I couldn’t breathe.The only thing I felt was his cock stretching me out.He froze atop me, rough fingers around my waist like he was waiting for me to acclimate to his length.
“Dammit, baby, you are the tightest thing I have ever been in,” he growled.
“Oh, my God,” I moaned when he pulled out and slammed back into me.
Luciano’s cock was as sadistic as he was.It plunged into me without mercy, wreaked havoc within me, and cut off my airflow for what seemed like an eternity.
“It’s too much...It’s too much.”I whimpered, digging my nails into his shoulder.
The pain was all I could feel, causing tears to build up in my eyes.
“Look at me.”He pushed a stray hair behind my ear.I was compelled to meet his gaze.“This cock is yours.You will take it.All you need to do is breathe through it.Relax and let me into this sweet little pussy.”
I did it.I breathed.
When he eased out of me and pulled back in, it felt like the worst was over.The pain faded and was replaced with something else, something raw and unbridled.
Hunger.
I crashed my lips on his, giving him the go-ahead he needed.
Luciano eased out of me again and thrust back into me.This time, it was hard, merciless, and designed to wreck me.I didn’t mind.The pain was gone, replaced by the need to be satiated by his cock.
The way he had my leg thrown over his shoulder made his penetration deep.It felt like he was hitting my womb.I fucking loved it.
Each thrust shed off the gentlemanly mask he managed to put on all night, before revealing the dark, wild, and untamed beast within.Luciano’s fingers found their way back to my throat, pinning me down before he started pounding me into the bed.
My moans were loud, shaky, and raw.
“Hm-hm-oh, yes.”
“You love that?”He slammed into me.“You loved being fucked mercilessly with my cock?”
“God, yes.”My hips bucked.I began lifting my hips, greedy and desperate to meet him thrust for thrust.I pushed back, taking every savage stroke he offered, releasing strangled noises.
His cock hitting my wet cunt created sloppy sounds, and the slapping of skin that resounded through the room.
I could barely recognize my voice.
I sounded wanton, helpless, and needy.I couldn’t get enough of his cock.
“You take me so well.You are such a good girl for me,amore.” He slowed his pace, pulling out of me to tease my folds before he pounded back in.
I scratched at the sheets beneath me, my loud moans punctuated by his thrusts.
He was true to his words.Luciano didn’t make love.He fucked.Hard.He pinned me to the mattress and fucked my soul out of my body.Every torturous stroke sent me over the edge.
“Luciano, please.I can’t—” I sobbed.“Ugh, fuck—please, stop ...oh.”
My tits bounced harshly, sensitive to touch and movement.Strands of my hair stuck to my sweaty skin, my sobs loud and ugly, but he didn’t stop.He railed at me until my legs trembled.
“This cunt was made for me.”His fingernails dug into my hip.I was using him as an anchor to keep myself conscious.
“Your submissive little cunt weeps for me.It’s such a slut, wrapping around my cock.”His husky voice hit the shell of my ear, making my breath hitch.
He spoke dirty, and he did it so well.
My toes curled as my abdomen clenched.I feared my fingernails would break because of how hard I was fisting the sheets.
