My breath hitches and my heart hammers in my chest as he brings his fingers to his mouth. He sucks them clean, closing his eyes in sheer delight.
“Deliziosa.”[LXI]
He leaves me stunned, looking down at him as he begins to trail kisses from my breast down to my waist, hooking his fingers into the waistband of my shorts to strip them away.
As Alexander settles between my legs, I prop myself up on my elbows, needing to watch him. He uses both thumbs to spread me open, his mouth lowering straight to my core.
He licks me right from the entrance, a long, sweeping stroke. The shock of his wet tongue, followed by his beard dragging over my sensitive skin, is a sensation entirely new to me. It tears a moan from my throat and sends me collapsing back onto the mattress.
Before I can recover, his mouth clamps fully over my clit. He sucks with teasing softness, and then harder. He takes one last, hard pull, then looks up at me with dark satisfaction. “I always knew tasting you would be my undoing.Perfection.”
He doesn’t wait. Soon his mouth is on me again, sucking, his tongue circling relentlessly.
“Ah... Alexander, please.”
He pulls back just enough to press a lingering kiss to the trembling skin of my inner thigh.
“Hush, tesoro,” he murmurs, his breath hot over my skin. “Just breathe. Let me give you everything. Let me worship you the way you deserve.”
His voice is so rough and deep I barely recognize it.
When he takes my clit in his mouth again, I grab his hair, a strangled cry tearing from my lips. Through half-lidded eyes, dazed by the pleasure he’s wringing from me, I see his gaze locked on mine.
He responds to every subtle shift. When I arch my back, he increases the intensity. When my breath hitches, he circles my clit in languid, tormenting strokes.
Intense heat spreads through my whole body, sending uncontrollable tremors deep into my bones.
Unable to hold back, I buck my hips and open wider, offering myself to him completely. My fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him closer as I grind myself into his mouth and the rough rasp of his beard, letting out needy cries.
His tongue dives deep, licking in rhythmic strokes—in and out, mimicking the thrust I need. He drinks from me, sliding inside, driving me to the edge until incoherent words tumble from my lips.
My legs clamp tight around his head, trapping him there, a scream tearing from my throat as the orgasm hits. I shudder violently from head to toe, whimpering, chanting his name like a prayer.
“Alexander... Alexander.”
His hands hold me there—open, helpless in the best possible way, but he laps gently at me now, soothing the ache he created.
He lifts his head to look at me, his chin resting on my inner thigh. “Your taste is addictive...” he murmurs roughly.
Only then does he rise, his hair wild, licking his lips to savor the last drop of my taste. His eyes stay fixed between my legs for a heartbeat longer before traveling slowly up my body, lingering on the rapid rise and fall of my chest.
“Cazzo... you areexquisite.”
His hands slide from my hips upwards, tracing the curve of my waist. In this moment, ravaged and exposed under his gaze, I feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.
Alexander moves over me, the rough fabric of his sweatpants brushing my sensitive skin. His eyes lift to meet mine while his hands close over my breasts, his thumbs running over the tips.
I pant, still drunk on desire, bewildered by the way my body reacts to him. As if it already knew his touch, recognized his claim.
I wait, captive, ready for whatever he will do next. My heart is beating so loud it deafens me to the rest of the world.
My body trembles under the slow caress of his hands. My pussy is still throbbing from the orgasm, and I can’t take my eyes off his.I don’t want to.
His face hovers over mine, his mouth just a breath away, open and expectant. It’s a taunt, a silent dare for me to close the distance.
“I feel like I have always known your body, your taste, your scent...” he whispers, dismantling me.
I capture his lips with mine, kissing him deeply, tasting myself on his tongue.
