“Baby, please.” I’m not against begging.
“You come when I say you do, Luca.” She kisses me, our tongues stroking each other, wild, no care. Lips, tongues, and wetness, all while moaning the other's name.
My hands find her breasts, pulling her nipples, pinching them. Her cries fuel me as I pinch even harder. She breaks our kiss, crying out. Her pussy is barely rubbing the head of my cock. It drips onto my cock. I can feel her liquid roll down my balls to my ass.
“Please fuck me.” I lift my hips, trying to put myself inside her.
“No, you don’t.” Her hand reaches around and lightly squeezes my balls.
With the feeling of needing to come and the sensitivity my balls have, I grip her hips, trying to force her down onto my dick, but she raises herself.
“Hands down.” She squeezes harder, and I oblige. “I’m fixing to lower my weeping pussy onto you, take in your dick and I want you to not come. I’m going to ride you, Luca. And I’ll tell you when you can come, baby. Do you understand?” She breathes down on me with each panted word.
I nod my head.
“I can’t hear you.”
“Yes,” I whimper out, so fucking hard and ready to burst.
My breathing becomes faster as her tight pussy wraps around the head of my dick. Warm, wet, and beckoning me. Gliding me in, her ridges massaging as she’s fully seated to my base, riding my cock. Her engorged clit rubbing itself on my pubic bone, the friction and pressure have her throwing her head back, crying out my name.
Her movements become faster and harder as she bounces on my cock. My hands grip even harder on her hips. My fingers are digging into her skin. I feel my balls drawing up with the need to release.
Breathing in, all I can smell is us. Our arousal infuses the air, making it my favorite smell now.
“You started this. You wanted to make me beg you to come, but now it’s your turn, Luca. Are you going to come when I squirt all over your dick?”
“Yes,” I moan to her. “Fuck, your pussy feels so good. God, let me come, baby,” I beg her. Leaning up, wrapping my arms around her, pushing her harder into me.
“Come, Luca,” she finally tells me, and that’s all I needed.
She rides me hard, her movements jerky. “Fuck. Fuck,” she screams as she comes, liquid squirting out with each pull out and entrance of my dick, her come, and mine mingled together. I crush her to me, my hips bucking wildly, my balls needing all it can release into her. We both come, but don’t stop fucking. Our arousal so much and put off for so long that I need more.
Unwrapping from her “On your knees.”
In seconds, she’s ass up in the air, my hand using our fluids to lubricate her asshole. “I want your ass, Rowan.”
“Take it,” she pants as she backs into me. So fucking needy for my dick.
Lining my still hard cock to her asshole, I rub the head around the tight ring before pushing in. The resistance it gives doesn’t win.
“Hard, Luca,” Rowan calls over her shoulder, and I push into her ass. “Fuck!” echoes around the room.
I sink inside her, and I know I’m fixing to come again. Hissing at the tightness of her ass.
“Play with your clit.”
I feel her hand come between her legs, rubbing my balls before playing with her clit.
In no time, we're both coming once again, filling up her ass with my come. Both our bodies give out, and we fall onto the bed, still connected to her. With gentle ease, I pull myself from her as she hisses. Reaching for my T-shirt on the ground, I place it between her legs.
We’re both exhausted, so I yank the wet comforter off the bed, and we fall asleep naked, holding one another under a sheet.
Chapter Thirty-One
Rowan
I couldn’t sleep, tossing and turning, the constant what-if running through my mind about Luca and this job? Isn’t that how shit normally plays out? The final one does the person in; when they are out, the job doesn’t let them go. Instead, they stole their souls for themselves.
