Page 31 of Exiled Love


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“Yes,” she breathlessly agrees.Her eyes flutter open and meet mine, and any doubts I might have had fade to nothing by the time I reach for the nightstand drawer and pull out a foil packet.

I don’t think she blinks as she watches me open my belt, then my fly.Her teeth graze her lip while I let the slacks drop, then lower the waistband of my boxer briefs.Her already wide eyes bulge at the sight of me, but she doesn’t say a word as I unroll the condom down my shaft.

“Relax,” I whisper, teasing her thighs, her ass, loosening her up with every sharp, short breath she takes.“I’ll go slow.”

Still, she braces herself, going still when I press against her pussy.Running my head through her wet folds makes her legs open wider and her back arch.

“So good.Feels so good.”She sighs, closing her eyes.

She has no idea how much better she can feel.

It’s time to show her.

With all the self-control I can pull together, I ease myself inside her.Fuck, I couldn’t go any faster if I wanted—she’s that tight, still pulsing from her orgasm.And I would swear her body is trying to pull me in, demanding that I fill her.“You are so fucking tight, Giulia,” I whisper, grinding my teeth against the sudden urge to give in and fuck her senseless.

“Please…” She moans, opening her eyes and staring up into mine.“More.”

Jesus Christ, is she trying to kill me?

She couldn’t be any more perfect.

“Look at you.Already begging for cock, and you’ve barely had one in you yet.”I change that, though, working my way deeper, watching her face, the way it moves, the way she winces before the moment of pain passes, and she relaxes into the feeling of being stretched by me.

Her legs close around my back, locking me in place once I’m as deep as I can sink.“You’re so beautiful,” I tell her, staring down at her perfection.The morning sun plays off her smooth, ripe body, painting it gold.Her tits sway slightly with every nervous, hitching breath she takes.I can’t help but lean down, propping myself on my forearms so I can take one of those tight, pink nipples between my lips.

Her back arches like she’s giving herself to me, demanding more, even if she can’t find the words yet.Her body knows what it needs, and I give it to her, pulling back slowly while sucking greedily at her tits.Her nails graze my scalp, then rake across my shoulders, making me respond by sucking harder.

“Don’t stop, please,” she begs, tightening her grip with her legs.

I could watch her like this forever—her head rolling from side to side, curls fanned out around her head, eyes closed, and her lips parted.I’m giving her the first pleasure she’s ever experienced, and she’s taking it all and asking for more.

That, I didn’t count on.

But I can deliver.

Slipping a hand between us, still tonguing her nipples, I thumb her clit.

“Fuck!”she shouts like I knew she would, hips bucking off the mattress while I chuckle.

“You’re amazing,” I murmur, moving inside her, painting her skin with my tongue.Her moans are music, guiding me, telling me how she likes it.I follow them, giving her what she wants while familiar pressure starts to build in my balls, and the urge to come gets harder to ignore.

“Don’t stop,” she pleads, breathless, desperate.“Oh my God… it’s happening again…”

Yes, it is, tightening her until I can barely move.“Come on my cock,” I rasp, straining, inches from the edge.Her pussy grips me tighter, holding me in place until she goes stiff under me with a broken cry.

The fluttering of a million tiny muscles is what breaks me.“Giulia,” I groan before letting go, coming until my ears ring and my heart is as close to bursting as it can be without killing me.

It was her first time, but it might as well have been mine.This is all so new.Giving myself over like this, dedicating myself to her pleasure, her needs.

I feel the swelling of pride in my chest when her eyes slowly open, shining and bright, full of satisfaction.There’s no flash of regret, no disappointment until I pull out.

“Ohh…” she murmurs with a frown when I stand, leaving her splayed out on the bed.

“What is it?”I ask.

“I…” Propping herself up on her elbows, she bites her lip.“I was hoping we could do that again, just so I know for sure whether I like it.”

This girl.