She ignores me, instead letting out a whimper that wakes my dick right the fuck up.
“You better tell me what’s going on over there, or I’ll find out for myself.”
“I needed some help falling asleep,” she says, her voice breathy with desire.
Fuck me.
“There’s nothing like having an orgasm to help you get a good night’s rest. Don’t you think,Massi?”
“You’re playing with fire,mia moglie,” I say through clenched teeth.
All I can see is her dark silhouette in the night, but the sounds she’s making have me wanting more.Needingmore.
“You refuse to let me sleep alone, so now you get to see what it’s like to sleeprightnext to me.”
“So that’s what this is? You’re trying to torture me with those sweet sounds coming from your mouth?”
She lets out another moan. “Oh, Massi.Yes.Right there, just like that.”
Why the fuck is a virgin so damn good at this? My cock has never been so damn hard in my life.
“Liana,” I growl out. “I highly fucking suggest you stop what you’re doing before you get yourself in a situation you can’t come back from.”
“Does this bother you? Knowing it’s my fingers rubbing my clit instead of your own?”
“Liana …”
“Knowing thatmy fingerswill be the only ones to ever touch my virgin pussy?”
Words escape me, so all I can do is let out a fucking grunt. She’s fucking with me. She knows exactly what she’s doing.
“Cat got your tongue,mio dolce marito?”
I clench my jaw. Sweat beads form at my hairline while I try to rein in my control.
“I’m going to tell you one more time. Stop what you’re doing or else neither of us will come back from what’s about to happen.”
“Oh, Massi, I can’t wait to feel your cock inside me.”
That’s fucking it.
Two can play this game.
Pulling my hardened cock out of the open seam of my boxers, I stroke it, then give it a firm squeeze at the base.
“If you want to play, let’s play,mia moglie.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” she says, her hand still working that clit of hers, by the sounds of it.
Grabbing the lube from the drawer of my nightstand, I squirt some in my hand. The sound must capture Liana’s attention.
“Massimo… what’re you doing?”
I run my lubed-up hand along my shaft roughly, needing to feel some friction.
“Fucking finally,”I groan out.
“Massimo,”she hisses. “Are you…”
