I abruptly pull her off me and she makes a small noise of disappointment.
She looks up at me disapprovingly.
I laugh at the look of betrayal on her beautiful face. “If you didn’t stop, I would not be able to fuck you. And I very much want to fuck you and feel you come all over my cock.”
Bianca’s face turns slightly pink as she swallows roughly. “What about for the second time?” she asks, looking at my cock hungrily. “But I am torn between wanting to swallow you whole and needing you to fill me completely.”
Fuck, that’s so hot.
For a moment, I almost allow her to finish sucking me off but I hold firm.
“No second time, not tonight. But Idoplan on making you come multiple times.” I grin wickedly at her before I startle her by lifting her up. She squeals and wraps her legs around my waist as I carry her to my desk.
“Alessandro! Put me down! Your ribs!” she protests.
Fuck my ribs.
I’ll happily go back to the hospital after this.
My erection presses against her stomach as I sweep all my papers off my desk before laying her down reverently.
I take a moment to look at her—lips swollen, eyes dark with desire, her breasts rising up and down as she breathes with her strawberry pink nipples puckered.
Even Aphrodite wasn’t as beautiful.
My hands slide down her body before I find the waistband of her underwear and quickly slide the black lace down her thighs, past her knees, and off entirely.
Bianca gets onto her elbows so she can look at me.
“You really should be careful,” she tells me.
“I don’t care,” I retort before I put my hands between her thighs and wrench her legs open, moving my shoulders between her ankles and kissing her leg, starting just above her knees.
My mouth waters at the sight of her beautiful pussy—all wet and pink andmine.
I lick a stripe from her core to her clit, groaning as I do so. “You taste so good, Bianca.” I bury my face in her center, licking and suckling at her folds, devouring her like a man starved. Bianca’s hands clutch my hair and she moans and grinds her hips into my open mouth.
“Oh God! Alessandro—” her breath catches in her throat as I bring my hand forward and start teasing my finger around her opening while my tongue focuses on her clit. I then ease a finger into her tight, wet heat.
“Relax, Bianca. You know I take care of what’s mine.”
Bianca’s chuckle is hoarse. “God I shouldn’t love that possessive language, but I do.”
Wellthat’sgood to know. But she heeds my words, relaxing her inner muscles as I work her from the inside. “Good girl,” I murmur before returning my tongue to her clit and putting in a second finger.
So good,so good.
She cries out and I increase the intensity of my tongue, lapping at her clit as my fingers gently stroke and prod at her pussy.
I can tell she’s close. So close.
My fingers curve and hit a spot inside of her that she must like because she screams my name as she comes, her hands clutching my head as she grinds against my face, her whole body spasming, clenching tightly around my fingers.
My free hand roams lazily over her breasts as she comes back to herself, breathless and boneless in the wake of her pleasure.
“Oh, I’m not done with you yet,” I chuckle darkly.
Bianca moans in response. “Thank fuck.”
