I let her rest against me for a moment, holding her tightly, like I was afraid she’d disappear on me if I let go. It was a new, all-consuming feeling I was not familiar with.
She stirred a few minutes later and slid down my legs until she was kneeling in front of me.
I watched as she reached out to my belt buckle with shaking hands. I wasn’t sure why I liked the way she shook, but I suppose it said more about me than it did her.
“What are you doing?” I asked softly as she pulled my still-hard cock out and wrapped her fingers around it. I did all I could to not moan for her.
“Your turn,” she said, her voice shaking.
“You don’t have to,” I said gently. “I’m OK.”
“I want to.” She stroked me slowly, making that damn moan slip past my lips. Women didn’t touch me like this. They bent over so I could fuck them, and that was it.
This… this was so much better than that.
I decided I’d let her do what she wanted. I’d give the girl the world if I could.
She leaned in and licked the precum from the tip of my dick. I watched, mesmerized as she went in a second time, this time sucking the head gently.
Then… more.
I groaned as she deep-throated me, my cock too big for her to completely swallow, but enough to make my eyes roll back in my head.
“Fuck, what a mouth on you,” I choked out as she sucked me. I wrapped my hand around her hair and guided her to the depth and speed I liked.
She was perfect. The best that had ever been on my dick.
“Fuck,” I grunted as she continued to take me. No teeth. No bitching. Just pure fucking pleasure.
I wasn’t going to last.
I prided myself on being a man who could hold out, but this woman was doing something to me.
There was no fucking way…
“Rosalie,” I groaned, my cock pulsing against her tongue as I came so hard I saw stars. “Fuck, baby. Fuck.”
I drained myself in her mouth, feeling terrible that I’d done it. I didn’t want her to have my release in her mouth if she didn’t want it. That was bad of me. Guilt surged through me at not having pulled her off, but I’d had a moment of selfishness I could berate myself over later.
She released my dick, and I was going to tell her to spit it on me if she wanted, but instead, she swallowed all of me and wiped her mouth like a fucking pro.
I blinked in awe at her.
“What?” Her cheeks flushed red as she stared back at me.
“You swallowed,” I murmured, pulling her to me and pressing my lips to hers.
“You’ve swallowed me,” she answered between kisses.
Damn right I did. And I’d fucking do it again in a heartbeat.
This girl was everything to me.
I pushed aside the internal war I fought with knowing Alessandro wanted her. The fear she only wanted me because she was alone. She swore there was nothing between them. I believed that.
I let go of it all and just focused on the moment with her because I was terrified of how many I’d actually get with her until everything went to hell.
Because in my experience, it always did.
