16. Mia #2
My nails dig into his skin, but all it does is make him groan in appreciation.
I feel his cock twitch in my mouth right before he coats my tongue in more pre-cum, and when I start to squirm from my own arousal, he drags his finger along my jaw and says, “Take your bikini top off. I want to see those pierced tits while I come down your throat.”
Still pinned in place by his hand in my hair and the giant cock I’m trying not to choke on, I reach around and tug on the strings of my bikini.
It falls off me easily, and as soon as he sees my bare chest, he groans and rocks his hips, pushing in deeper and making me gag again.
I give him a hard suck to let him know I’d really like to yell at him right now, and all it does is earn me another laugh and an even deeper thrust.
“That’s right, amore mio, suck as hard as you want, sweetheart. Use that sharp tongue of yours and let me feel how pissed you are.”
I give him another suck, and he winks at me. Keeping my eyes on his, I let him see how angry it makes me to submit to anyone, how much it’s going against my nature to stay here and let him use me like this, but I also know he sees how much I love it.
“You’re gorgeous when you’re mad, little viper.
” His words are strained as he works himself in deeper.
My body struggles to take him in, and then flat-out resists the intrusion.
This is the first time I’ve ever done this, and from my own personal experience so far, I’m willing to bet good money that no woman on earth could take him all the way in.
It goes beyond the laws of physics, and when I gag around him again, I glare up at him through watery eyes and give another hard, deliberate suck.
“That’s my good girl,” he praises, adding in a wink when his words earn him another suck.
“Maybe I should tell you about the plans I have for us when we get back to the States.” His thumb strokes my face as he slowly pulls out of me before crashing back in.
“You’ll be moving in with me immediately,” he says, making it clear he doesn’t think any of this is up for discussion.
“I want you in my bed every night, and I want my ring on your pretty little finger.”
I suck him harder because he knows I don’t like being left out of plans.
“Fuck,” he growls, rocking his hips in harder. I get distracted by the sight of his taut ab muscles working with every thrust he gives and momentarily forget that I’m still angry at him.
His next words bring me back to reality. “Mia Alessi, my sweet wife, the one who’s always so eager for my cock and has supper waiting for me on the table when I get home.”
The fuck?
I growl against the cock that’s invading my mouth and suck him hard enough to pull a string of Italian from him. I lick and suck and moan, taking all my aggression out on his dick. I know he was trying to get a rise out of me, was hoping for this exact reaction, but I’m too far gone to care.
Both his hands are on my head, fingers tangled in my wet hair as he growls my name while I work him hard, reminding him that I’ll never be the well-behaved wife he just described.
If he wants supper, he can be the one who cooks it for us.
I may willingly get on my knees for him, but I’ll be damned if I put on an apron and keep house while he goes out and has all the fun.
Tugging his swim trunks down further, I slide one hand around so I can dig my nails into his ridiculously toned ass while my other fingers lightly drag along his balls.
“Fuck,” he growls, and I can tell he’s getting close. I’ve memorized everything about this man, and I know he’s only seconds away.
I swirl my tongue along his shaft as he works himself in and out of my mouth, not caring that tears still streak my cheeks and spit is running down my chin.
I give it everything I have, and when he finally lets go, he growls that he loves me before I feel his release hit the back of my throat.
Greedy for him, I suck and lick, wanting every drop of his pleasure, wanting to mark him as mine and erase every memory he has of anyone else.
When he’s completely spent, his fingers turn gentle, his body relaxes, and his cock starts to return to a much more manageable size. I no longer feel like I’m choking, and when I start to explore him with my tongue, I feel the shiver that runs through his body.
“Jesus, Mia, you have ruined me, sweetheart.” He stares down at me with such reverence that it briefly stills my tongue.
I hold him in my mouth, meeting his gaze and knowing I would do absolutely anything for this man.
I never thought I’d give my heart away, but there’s no denying that I have. Every piece of it belongs to him.
His fingers are soft as they trail a line down the side of my face, and I gentle the sucking motion of my mouth, wanting to savor this moment, wanting to have a part of him inside me just for the sheer pleasure of it. Not because I’m trying to make him come, but simply for the pure enjoyment of it.
“I love you, Mia.” He keeps trailing his fingers along my wet skin, unable to stop touching me.
“I love you so goddamn much, and you have no idea how much it’s killing me to let you be a part of this, but I am, because I love you and I know how badly you want this.
That doesn’t mean you get to do whatever the fuck you want, though. ”
Before I can get angry, he gently taps the tip of my nose. “All I ask is that you follow the rules I have in place that will guarantee your safety. That’s it.”
I know he’s right. I’d made an assumption that the guards above would be watching over the beach, but that had been reckless and stupid and could’ve been dangerous if any of Leonardo’s men had been waiting for an opportunity to strike.
I don’t want to be a liability, and guilt has me looking away from his gorgeous brown eyes.
“Don’t hide yourself from me, amore mio .”
I’m still topless and on my knees with his cock in my mouth, so clearly he’s not talking about actual visibility here because I’m about as on display as it gets.
No, he wants the connection that only deep eye contact can bring, and when my eyes go back to his, he gives me one of his sweet smiles and caresses my cheek again.
With his eyes on mine, I give him another slow suck that pulls a masculine groan from his chest as he starts to grow hard again. Knowing my mouth can’t take another round this soon, I slowly pull back, sucking him the whole way until he breaks free from my lips.
He pulls his swim trunks back up and then drops to his knees in front of me. Wrapping his arms around me, he pulls me closer so my chest is pressed against his.
“I think I lost my bikini top.”
He grins and moves me just enough to make my pierced nipples drag along his wet chest. “I like you better this way.”
Nuzzling my neck, he kisses his way up my throat and along my jaw, stopping when he gets to my swollen lips.
“Your mouth is fucking amazing, streghetta mia , just like I knew it would be. You are beyond description when you're pissed and taking it out on my cock.” He sighs and drags his lips softly over mine. “Utterly exquisite, amore mio .”
“I’m glad you liked it because I’m guessing you’ll be pissing me off a lot.”
He laughs and kisses me gently before saying, “I was lying about expecting you to cook me supper.”
“I know,” I whisper back.
“You just sucked me so damn good the madder you got, and I couldn’t resist.”
“I know,” I say again, smiling when he gently nips at my lip.
“I have a feeling I’ll be the one cooking, or maybe we can hire a cook. That might be nice.”
“No,” I tell him. “We’ll have to behave ourselves if someone else is in the house. I don’t want that. I’d rather have food delivered or learn how to cook.”
“Food delivery it is,” he says with a laugh .
I wrap my arms and legs around him when he walks us further out into the sea, letting the warm, salty water envelop us.
Anything and everything feels possible when you’re floating on the Ionian Sea while wrapped around a gorgeous Italian, and as much as I’d like to surrender to the fantasy, I can’t help but bring up the obvious.
“My dad is going to try and kill you.”
The squeeze Dario gives my ass right before he kisses my shoulder makes it seem like he didn’t hear me, but then he says, “Let me worry about your dad, amore mio .”
“Haven’t you learned by now that I don’t do so great taking a backseat?”
His carefree laugh pulls a smile from me despite my worrying.
“I’ve picked up on that, yes,” he says. “Once he sees how unbelievably in love with me you are, I’m sure he’ll welcome me into the family with open arms.”
“Yeah, that sounds like my dad for sure.”
His arms tighten around me when he says, “Please don’t worry. I will never let anything keep us apart, not even a crazy Russian with anger issues and way too much metal in his dick.”
“Gross,” I say, not wanting to think about that last bit.
“Sorry, sweetheart, but where do you think you get that particular propensity from?”
“If you ever want to see that particular propensity again, then you’d better never bring this up again.”
He laughs and brings us deeper into the crystal clear water.
I lean back so I can float with my legs still wrapped around his waist, and he quickly takes advantage of the position by wrapping his mouth around one of my nipples.
The wet heat of his mouth sends a shiver all through me, and when he flicks the barbell with his tongue, I hiss his name and rock my hips.
Bringing a hand between us, he quickly slips two fingers into my bikini bottoms and slides them inside me.
I gasp at the shock of how good it feels and close my eyes.
With my arms lightly moving to keep my upper body afloat, I rock my hips, meeting the rhythm of his fingers as he kisses his way to my other breast.