“Are you sure?” He removes his hand from my throat and slides each of his forearms under the backs of both my knees, lifting me off the ground.
“So sure.” I release his cock and place both hands on his shoulders for balance. His heated eyes find mine.
“You and your tight pussy are about to ruin me,gattina,” he groans, barely pushing his tip inside me.
“Good.” My breath catches, and I shudder at the sensation of his piercing spreading me open. I can feel my arousal dripping down my thighs as I wait for Nico to plunge his dick inside me like he did his tongue, making me come harder than I ever have before. I dig my nails into his shoulder and use his words against him. “Now, be a good boy and let go.”
“Penso che ti amo,” he grunts in Italian as he snaps his hips and rams his thick cock into my pussy with enough force to knock the breath out of me. My body spreads around him with a pinch of pain that quickly dissolves into pleasure. “You feel so fucking good. So damn tight and wet.” Hips still as can be, Nico sucks in air between his teeth. He focuses on my face, but the wild look in his gray eyes lights a fire inside me.
I rock my hips to take in more of him. “So full. I need you to move. Please.”
“Think I like you begging.”
“Nico,” I plead, helpless and aching, as he pins me to the windows, knees wide, pussy open for him to claim.
“Beg. Tell me how badly you want my cock.” His cock twitches inside me, but Nico’s control is unparalleled as he remains frozen, with me spread around his thick shaft.
He drags out of me to his tip, and my pussy contracts at the loss. Unadulterated lust fuels me to do as he asks. “I want you so badly. I need you, Nico. Please fuck me with your big, beautiful cock.”
Nico slams into me, and the back of my head bumps the glass from the force.
“Fuck yes. Again,” he pleads.
His need for me to touch him, to hear he’s wanted, breaks my heart. I knew he held back with his no kissing rule, but tying up the women he slept with so they wouldn’t touch him isshocking. Exposing the piece of himself that needs me to stay. To wipe away the pain of his abandonment.
I want to junk punch Nico’s dumbass father for leaving him and making him feel unworthy, and soothe the jagged pieces of his soul. Provide Nico with the security he needs.
I’m not stepping into a relationship with Nico lightly. There’s a real possibility I could hurt my sister by being with him. Taking a chance on him is serious. Very real to me. But if he’s going to go all in, then I am too.
I have to trust him the way he’s trusting me with his body.
“I need you,” I whisper, licking the fierce lion inked on his neck as I score my nails over his shoulders and down his pecs.
Nico repeats his salacious torture with slow, deep thrusts of his cock, and I moan in pleasure at each agonizingly delicious one. He increases his pace, his chest heaving with each ragged breath and punch of his hips as he drives his cock inside me, wrecking me for any other man.
“More.” The gravel in his voice, his demand for me to validate my feelings for him, makes my body soar higher, closer to the edge, as an invisible rope coils around my heart.
Nico roughly takes me in such a raw and intense manner that tears sting my eyes. Again, he pleads with me to repeat my need forhim, and something deep inside me clicks into place, allowing me to drop my armor and really let go.
“Fuck me.” I reach up and thread my fingers through the thick hair on top of his head and tug. “Give it to me harder, baseball boy. Fuck this pussy like you own it.”
His voice is pure gravel as he moans, “Fuck, Savannah.”
“That’s right. Fuck Savannah.” I dig my heels into his ass as he pumps into me.
His fingers dig into the flesh of my butt, no doubt leaving bruises, as he spreads my cheeks apart. He lifts me up and slams me down onto his cock, getting unbelievably deep.
“Sono tuo.”
I don’t know what the hell Nico is saying, but the tone sends a warm feeling through my veins and to my heart. Tears leak from the corners of my eyes.
My muscles quiver deep inside behind my pelvic bone as Nico steps back, holding me like I’m weightless. I slide perpendicularly to him and the glass. I claw at his forearms as he cants my hips up, angling me just right for the tip of his cock and his piercings to hit my G-spot. A place no one has ever reached before.
An intensely hot and heavy feeling coils tighter between my legs.
“Oh, yes. Right there. So close.” My pussy quivers, tightening around his cock, refusing to let him pull out.
I close my eyes and concentrate on the pleasure of it all. His body entering mine. The heady scent of our sex. The sound of our ragged breaths. The cool glass on my overheated skin.
