So I say nothing, and lean in, my lips brushing the tip of his cock as I wrap my hand around it again.
“Take off your bra.” His voice is a low rasp. “I want to see those pretty breasts while you suck my cock,bellissima.”
His words are lewd, but his voice is so full of need that I know exactly what I’m doing to him. I reach behind me with my other hand as I grip him, unhooking my bra as I flick my tongue out to tease the tip.
I hear his sharp exhale when my bra falls away, freeing my breasts. He reaches down, palming one, playing with the nipple as I start to tease his cock further, running my tongue down the side.
Gently, he slaps the side of my breast. “Lips around it,bellissima. I want to be sucked.”
I know he’s testing the waters, seeing if I’ll protest the way he’s talking to me, but all it does is make me wetter, my pussy clenching as I obey. I wrap my lips around him, feeling the strange, arousing sensation of his tip in my mouth, and he groans as if overwhelmed with pleasure.
“Fuck.” His fingers tweak my nipple gently, toying with it as I slide my lips down a little more. “Only take as much as you can,bellissima. Don’t force it.” His voice is gentler now. “Just that much feels so fucking good.”
That emboldens me. I slide my tongue over him as I test out how much I can take, getting his cock halfway over my tongue before I start to feel my gag reflex kicking in. The amount that’s left outside of my mouth is alarming, but I stroke him with my hand as I lightly suck and lick, playing with his cock as he gently squeezes my breasts and toys with my nipples.
I’ve never been so aroused. My skin feels oversensitive, my pussy aching, my panties soaked. I moan around his cock when he tweaks my nipple again, and he groans, abandoning my breast to reach for my arm and tug me up to my feet.
“Fuck, I’m going to come too soon if you keep doing that.” He hooks one thumb in his briefs and pushes them off, then picks me up by my hips and lifts me, a small squeak escaping my lips as he lays me back on the bed. Our clothing game is forgotten as he reaches for my panties and pulls them off in one swift motion, leaving me naked on the bed. “Fuck,” he repeats, his gaze hungry as he takes in the sight of me. “You’re so fucking perfect.”
I can feel myself flush all over under his gaze. “So are you,” I whisper, trying to remember to keep my voice pitched differently, so he doesn’t recognize it. It’s hard to remember that when I’m so aroused, when all I can think about is how much Iwant.
He grins, that arrogance on his face again as he joins me on the bed. “I want to taste you again,” he murmurs, and this time he leans down without preamble, hooking my legs over his shoulders as he slides down the bed and buries his face between my thighs.
I cry out the moment his tongue touches me. I never imagined anything could feel like this. It’s sogood, almost indescribable, the heat and wetness of his tongue against my most intimate flesh, licking and tasting. He devours me like hecan’t get enough, his tongue rolling and flicking against my clit, hands tight on my hips to hold me in place. I try to squirm, the force of him holding me down against the bed only making me wetter, and he groans as he feels it.
“Fuck, you’re soaked.” He licks me again, from the entrance to clit, and I moan helplessly. “Come for me,” he murmurs. “Fuck, I want to fuck you so bad. You’re gonna be so tight. Come for me so I can get my cock in you.”
The filthy words only heighten my arousal. I feel hot and shivery all over, on the verge of a climax, and when he presses his mouth tightly over my clit, his tongue working me fast and hard, I feel myself unraveling in the next second.
The orgasm crashes over me, and I cry out, my head falling back as I claw at the blankets. I’ll never get used to this, never stop feeling like this is the most incredible thing in the world. His tongue, his mouth… I grind against him, all shame gone, moaning through my release until he finally pulls back, leaning over me to reach for a condom from the nightstand. I feel his cock brush against my inner thigh, hot and hard, and I grab his wrist before I can stop myself.
“Don’t,” I whisper. “I’m… It’s okay. I don’t have… anything. And you won’t get me pregnant.”
He looks at me, a little warily. “Are you sure?”
I nod. I don’t want to lie outright and say I’m on the pill or something, because I’m not. But I just had my period in between the last time and this. I’m pretty sure I can’t get pregnant so close to it. I remember some of the girls at boarding school who snuck out to meet the boys talking about timing it. I should be fine. And it’s only going to be once. Once won’t be enough.
I want to feel him. If this is the one and only time, I don’t want a barrier between us. I want to feel everything.
“Please,” I whisper. “I want to feel you in me.”
His gaze goes hot and dark, and I feel the shudder run through him, instinct warring with need. “Fuck,” he groans, moving back over me, his hand reaching to stroke my thigh. “I always use something…”
A jolt runs through me at the thought that I could be the only one he’s had like this. I can’t be his first, but I could be the first ofsomething. “Yes,” I breathe, the word coming out needier than I mean for it to. “Please. I want to feel your cock in me bare.” The filthy words come out before I can stop them, surprising me. I’ve never said anything like that. Never even thought it. “Please. You can pull out at the end if you want. I just want to feel it. It’s so hard… hot…” My voice trips, stammering, and he groans, one hand sliding into my hair as he looks down at me.
“I can’t tell you no. Fuck, I don’t know why. I shouldn’t do this. It’s a bad idea. But…” He’s already reaching between us as he says it, and I feel his tip brush against me, parting my folds. “Christ, it’s gonna feel so good. Never… I’ve never…” He breaks off as his hips tilt forward, his tip pushing into me, and it’s so fucking thick. I have a moment to think that maybe it was a mistake to not tell him that I’m a virgin, before he groans: “Oh fucking God, that’s so good,” and thrusts into me in one long, hard stroke that tears through the thin barrier between us and makes me let out a high-pitched cry as pain rips through my center.
He goes still instantly. “Are you alright?” His voice is thick, his body trembling with the effort of holding still. He’s all the way in, and I’m so full, it feels impossible…
“You’re so big.” My voice comes out as a squeak. “It’s so big…”
He groans, his hips shifting. “You’ve never had one this big?” A smirk tilts his lips. “You’re doing so good then,bellissima. You took it so well.”
I don’t think that’s true, but I grasp at the chance to avoid letting him know this is the first time. “Yes,” I whisper. “I’ve never been with anyone this big."
That’s technically true.
That arrogance sweeps over his face again, and he leans back on his knees, parting me with his fingers as he looks down at where we’re joined. “You look so pretty, taking this big cock.” He pulls out a few inches and then slides back in with a thick groan. I gasp, my hips tilting up. It still hurts, but it also feels… good. I feel stretched and full, and with each slow thrust as he watches himself fuck me, the pleasure builds a little more. “So fucking beautiful. Perfect fucking pussy,” he murmurs, and then he leans back over me, tugging my leg up around his hip as he leans in to kiss me. “Perfetta coniglietta,” he murmurs, just before his lips touch mine.
