I find my pace, sucking him up and down as my hand strokes faster. The moans leaving his lips are borderline animalistic, and his eyes are rolling back in his head. His fingers tighten in my hair as he gently thrusts into my mouth. My panties are flooded, my core throbbing and aching with need.
“Baby.” He puts his hand on top of my head. “I need you to stop. I want to be inside you the first time I come—and only after you.”
His dick leaves my mouth with a loud pop, and I giggle. He smiles, lifting me up and slamming his mouth against mine. He plants a slew of drugging kisses on my lips and my face, and I’m swaying against him, almost delirious with desire. “I fucking love kissing you,” he says, scooping me up and carrying me to the bed. He lays me down gently, propping my head up on the pillows. He kisses me again before pulling back. “Your mouth felt so good on me. Where the hell did you learn to do that?”
“It’s not what you think,” I say as he retrieves a foil packet and some lube from the drawer of his bedside table. “I haven’t done that with anyone. Frankie is a big sharer, and I have watched some porn.”
He chuckles as he crawls up onto the bed, tossing the supplies by my head. “Always full of surprises,dolcezza.”
“I aim to please,” I tease as he lies down on top of me, careful to keep his full weight off me.
“Now, where were we?” he purrs before his lips descend again. He kisses the shit out of me as his hands roam my body. I’m panting and writhing underneath him, more turned on than I have ever been in my life. Slowly, his mouth works its way down my body. He ravishes my breasts, fondling, sucking, and licking them. It’s as if there is a hotline to my pussy, because every time he draws one of my nipples into his warm mouth, I feel it down below. My pussy is pulsing and throbbing, and I think I could come like this.
He kisses my cunt over my lace panties, and I whimper, my hips bucking up of their own volition. “I still remember how incredible you taste,” he murmurs, hooking his fingers in my panties and dragging them down my legs. “You are so fucking beautiful, Natalia. Stunning.” He nudges my legs apart, kissing his way up my legs and my thighs before planting his delectable mouth against my mound.
I cry out, needing more. “Leo, more. Please.” I arch my back and thrust my hips up as he licks a path up and down my slit. Then he parts my folds and moves one finger inside me. I almost detonate on the spot.
“Damn, you are so wet, baby, and so tight.”
“I need you, Leo.” I prop up on my elbows, and the sight of him licking my pussy is so erotic it’s a miracle I don’t fall off the ledge.
“You will have me, I promise. But I need to make sure you’re ready. Lie back and enjoy this, but watch me. I want you to watch me eating your pussy.” I remember him saying something similar to me the last time and how much I blushed watching him eat me out.
He is gentle with me, kissing my clit and carefully adding another finger inside me, tenderly stroking my inner walls and coaxing my body into orgasm. I scream his name as I climax, fondling my breasts and arching my back as the most intense pleasure washes over me.
“Was that okay?” he asks, sliding up over my body.
I playfully swat his chest. “You know it was.” I kiss him, aroused by the taste of me on his lips. His tongue dives into my mouth as he gently plucks at my nipples.
“I need inside you now.” His gorgeous gray-blue eyes shine with love and lust as he looks at me. “Are you ready?”
I bob my head. “I have never been more ready.”
I help him to roll a condom on, watching with anticipation as he lubes his dick. He settles over me again, kissing me deeply and passionately until I’m fully relaxed and my limbs sink into the bed. When I feel his cock nudge my entrance, I freeze a little. My heart is pounding, and butterflies are running amok in my chest.
He stops kissing me, lifting his head as he holds himself poised at my pussy. “This will hurt for a bit, but I will go very slow until it feels good.”
“I want this, and I trust you to take care of me.” I kiss him, widening my thighs and trying to relax as he pushes in a little more. He takes his time inching inside me, stretching me until I feel so full. He keeps kissing me and touching my body as he moves all the way in. There’s a pinch of pain, and a hiss escapes my lips. He stops, holding himself still. “Don’t stop. Just go slow,” I say. He lifts my left leg, wrapping it around his waist and thrusts one final inch until he is fully seated.
“God, Nat.” His voice is husky, his tone reverential. He kisses the sensitive spot just under my ear. “You feel so fucking good, baby. So good.” His eyes probe mine, and I see nothing but love and devotion in his gaze. “Are you okay?”
I nod. “I’m good, Leo.” Tears fill my eyes as I’m overcome with the magnitude of the moment. “This is all I have ever wanted. Make love to me.”
“Amore mio. Cuore mio. You are my everything.” He moves slowly and carefully, watching my face in between kisses, gauging my reaction and my body’s response. His muscles are locked tight, and I can tell it takes effort for him to go slow. It only makes me love him even more.
Gradually, the pain subsides, replaced with pleasure and I urge him to go faster. I circle both legs around his waist, lifting my hips in sync with his thrusts, kissing him hard as he moves in and out of me. And it’s heaven on earth. I have never felt anything even close to the euphoria I feel as he makes love to me, kissing and touching me and whispering loving words in my ear.
When his fingers move to my clit and he rubs me as he picks up his pace, it doesn’t take too long to come, and then he’s breaking that wave too, shouting my name as we fall together.
He collapses on his side, taking me with him, keeping us joined. He wipes my tears of joy from my cheeks as he dusts kisses all over my face, telling me over and over again how much he loves me. I cling to him, touching him everywhere, memorizing everything so I never forget this moment.
Although I’m sore, we make love again because I only have this one night, and I want it to last. It’s even more intense the second time and more frantic as we desperately cling to one another, knowing we are on stolen time.
He flips me over, driving into me from behind, and I moan and whimper as I push back against him, going crazy with need for him. He rocks into me a little harder than before, but he is still careful with me, and his tender care of me swells my heart to bursting point.
I am so glad I gave him my virginity, and I know I will always remember this night with nothing but love in my heart.
After we come again, we explore each other intimately, touching, talking, kissing, and laughing, and I have never felt more connected to another person in my life. His soul speaks to mine, on our own special wavelength, and I know, for as long as I live, I will never love anyone as much as I love him.
