I made a choice one night on a yacht that changed the course of my destiny, and that choice has led me here, standing on the threshold of my apartment with someone who has challenged my every instinct, desire, and impulse.But we’re still here.It’s inevitable and always has been.
And when she takes the first step over the threshold, I know she feels it too.
The door is still swinging shut when I take hold of her, wrapping her in my arms, lifting her off the floor.Her arms slide around my neck before she crushes her lips to mine, probing with her tongue.I’m torn, throwing her on the couch and fucking her senseless is what my body wants, but I made a promise that it would be right for her.That’s why I carry her to the bedroom, place her on her feet next to the bed, and strip off her cardigan, letting it hit the floor.
“You knew what you were doing, didn’t you?”I ask with a chuckle, gazing down at the cleavage she wanted to show off today.“Getting in the car looking like this.I bet you imagined me pulling over so I could fuck you in the back seat.Right?”
My fingertips graze her skin and make her shudder, releasing a shaky sigh full of need.
“Maybe we didn’t fuck in the car, but it worked, didn’t it?”she asks with a smirk.The girl has no idea how dangerous she is.A perfect, deadly blend of innocence and sly understanding.In other words, she’s playing with fire.
As if I could have resisted her either way.Her skin erupts in goose bumps at my touch when I dip between her tits.The things I can teach her.She’s so responsive, so easy to excite.
Palming one of those full, firm tits, I use the other hand to take hold of her ass and pull her in tight against my stiff cock.“You are determined to tempt me.I think I owe you a little payback,” I decide, brushing my lips against hers until she moans, straining upward, searching for more.
This is going to be fun.
Sitting on the bed, I part my legs and pull her close.The discomfort bordering on pain in my slacks can wait.First, I need to make her come.I need to hear her scream.
She’s breathing fast by the time my hands slide up her thighs, under her dress.She is so smooth, soft.“Does that feel good?”I ask, caressing her firm ass until her eyes drift shut.
“Mm-hmm.”Her head bobs.“So good.”
Suddenly, her eyes open and find mine.“Does it feel good to you?”
“You tell me.”Taking one of her hands, I place it over my throbbing erection.“This is what you do to me.”
Enough of this.I need to see her, touch her, taste her.She doesn’t resist when I bunch her dress in both hands and lift it to her hips, then higher.She raises her arms, and I’m treated to the sight of her perfect, unblemished body.So young, fresh, with creamy tits that mostly spill from white lace bra cups.Her pink nipples are tight, tempting, and I have to run my thumbs over them before letting my hands slide down the hourglass curve of her waist and hips.
“What about you?”She’s a little shy now, biting her lip through a smile.“I want to touch you.”She even tugs at my polo.
I strip it off, not that she hasn’t seen me bare-chested.Like before, when she has seen me, her eyes go wide, but this time her hands roam my skin the way I’m roaming hers.Here I am, focusing on the way I make her feel, but I didn’t consider what her touch would do to me, how it would set off sizzles and sparks of energy.It’s almost like I’m waking up from a long sleep and coming back to life, thanks to her.
That’s what’s on my mind as I find the clasps to her bra and unhook them.I take my time, easing her into it, sensing her fear mixing with the excitement.“Perfect,” I whisper, taking her tits in my hands, squeezing until she moans.
“Oh, God, that feels so good.”Her head falls back, and she moans again.I want to give her everything.All the pleasure she can handle.It’s never been like this for me.I have never been so driven to make a woman feel everything possible.
That’s what drives me as I ease her onto the bed, watching as she lies back.I could jerk off to the sight of this innocent goddess, but instead, I sink to my knees between her legs.
She tenses, but melts with the touch of my lips to her inner thigh.I don’t know how long I’ll be able to keep this up without having to be inside her.Being this close to her heat is enough to test my self-control.I can smell her arousal, her musk, and it unlocks something primal in me.
“I want to see your pussy.”When I slip my fingers under the waistband of her lacy panties, she stiffens for a beat before relaxing again.“Would you like me to eat you?Can I eat this pussy?“
“Oh my God…” She moans, trembling, but lifts her hips to let me peel the panties away.“Yes.Yes, do that.”
It’s just as perfect as the rest of her.Plump, swollen lips, shaved bare.Her pink clit pokes out, swollen with excitement, and fresh juices glisten when I spread her thighs wider.“So pretty,” I groan, lowering my face until I’m inches away and can breathe in her delicious scent.
A sharp gasp fills the room at the touch of my tongue to her slit.“Alessandro!”she shouts, tugging my hair.That doesn’t stop me, not that she wants me to stop.She doesn’t know what to do with all of this.Everything I’m making her feel.
I take my time, running the flat of my tongue along her slit over and over.Savoring her sweetness, the way she shivers every time I brush lightly over her clit.Building her up, taking my time.
Although no matter how slow I go, there’s no slowing her down.She’s already halfway to the finish line, if not closer, by the time I work my tongue between her lips to part her folds.
It’s like I unleashed a beast.“Oh my God…” she almost sobs.“What is happening… what are you doing to me?”Her hands slide over the sheets, run over my shoulders, claw through my hair.She’s on fire, bucking and writhing, lost in pleasure.This is what she was built for, what her body was made for.This.Me.I already know before her thighs clench tight around my head that I can’t let anyone else taste her like this.They don’t deserve her.
Those clenched thighs aren’t tight enough to muffle her screams when she comes.Her juices rush out and coat my tongue, and I lap them up like the greedy fuck I am because I’ve never tasted anything so sweet.
The demands of my dripping cock won’t be denied much longer.“I have to be inside you,” I whisper, fondling and caressing, rubbing my cheeks along her silky thighs.
