“What did you say?” I stopped moving, taken back by his question. Of course, he didn’t stop fondling me. I couldn’t deny itfelt good and something was happening inside me. I think I was getting aroused.
“I want to know what kind of man you would have chosen if you weren’t forced to marry me.” He sucked on my shoulder.
I felt his teeth every now and then. It was very distracting. So much so, I couldn’t form a single thought in my head.
I was a light weight when it came to drinking. A little went a long way in me. Right now, I felt like I’d drank an entire bottle of Chianti by myself. My vision was blurry. My face was hot. My body felt like it was floating in the clouds.
“Maybe I don’t want to know what kind of man you would have picked if given the choice. I would be jealous. I was sure he would be nothing like me.” His fingers entered me and his other hand grabbed my breast. He pumped in and out, and I did nothing to stop him.
My head fell back against his chest, and I opened my legs until they were resting against the walls of the tub. I had never felt such pleasure before. I was literally melting against him, a man I’d only met yesterday. Was this somehow wrong? But how could it be? We were two consenting adults and married.
“That’s it, Gia. Let me make you feel good. It does feel good, right, Gia?” His fingers moved faster and in doing something I felt a pressure building in my core.
“Shame on you, Alessio.” My breathing increased and I grabbed onto his thighs. “Shame on you. You pushed me and you know it.”
“I felt I needed to move things along. You’re nice and loose, by the way.”
“I don’t even know what’s happening to me. Why are you doing this?” I panted, feeling like my head was about to explode.
“Turn around.” He removed his fingers, which made me feel empty and abandoned. “Come on, Gia.” He lifted me up and turned me.
I followed his lead, wishing he hadn’t stopped playing with me. I faced him, my legs straddling him and I knew what he was doing.
“Lower yourself onto me.” His hand went between us and positioned himself at my entrance. “I need you, Gia.” The wanting in his dark depths made me happy. He was literally begging me with his eyes to give him permission to go further.
“I don’t know.” I bit my bottom lip. “In the bathtub?” It was my first time, and I never imagined it would be in water. Was it safe? What about germs?
“You’re so loose and open. It won’t hurt this way.” His hands snaked around my waist, and he tugged my chest toward his mouth. He took my nipple and sucked it.
A shot of electrifying pleasure shot through me. It was like my body took over and my brain turned off. I grabbed onto his head, holding him in place and let him do his thing. I didn’t have large breasts. They were quite small, but I had a good-sized nipple for him to enjoy.
Sparks shot through me. An urge to be filled overpowered me. Feeling him poke my entrance, I held my breath and sank onto him.
“Yes, Gia. That’s it.” He lifted his hips forcefully and stole my breath away when he entered me.
I let out a yelp, my eyes bulging. He was inside me, filling me up completely. “Now, what?”
“Now, we make love.” He kissed me, lifted my leg, and wrapped it around his hips. He changed our positions, placing me against the slope of the tube. Hovering above me, he continued to kiss me and moved in and out of me.
He was right, it didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would. The more we continued, the easier it was.
Just let yourself go, Gia. Give in and enjoy this moment.
Do what feels right. Follow his lead.
Nothing I told myself made sense to me. Wasn’t I supposed to be prim and proper? That was what my mamma used to tell me. Instead, I felt dirty but in a good way.
Alessio’s thrusts were slow and deep, knocking me against the tub over and over. Each time I grunted, he did too.
“I’m getting close, Gia. Are you close?”
“I don’t know. Close to what?”
“If you don’t know, we have a big problem.” He pulled out of me, stood up and lifted me out of the water. He put me on the bathroom counter, tugged me to the edge with my legs open and buried his face in my heat.
I had no idea what the big problem was, but this felt incredible. In awe, I stared at him as he tongued my lady parts and sucked on something. God, I felt so ignorant. I knew nothing about the things he was doing to me.
“Fuck my face,” he growled, gripping my bottom.
