Chapter 39
Emilia
Ididn’t want to use a condom, but I knew I had to protect myself. Although I trusted Giorgio in so many ways, he was a gorgeous guy. He had to be a player. Nobody that good-looking wasn’t.
“I do,” he said, his soft brown eyes staring into mine. “But let me be inside you for a second before I put it on.”
I’d heard that one before.
I grinned and shook my head no.
“Condom.”
“Please,” he murmured sexily. “Just the tip.”
Oh sweet Jesus…
The sound of his voice…
I’d been on birth control in my last relationship, and kept using it after we broke up six months ago. There wasn’t any danger of my getting pregnant.
Still…
Player.
“Just the tip,” he whispered, almost begging.
I liked the fact that he didn’t try to do anything.
He kept his cock several inches above me…
His hard…
Throbbing…
Huge cock…
With that big, swollen head…
And pre-cum slowly dripping from his tip, a tiny little wet bead of it.
Not to mention that his arms were so fucking huge as he braced himself above me…
Fuuuuck.
Still…
“We have to be safe,” I said, though I think what came through was GOD I want your cock so bad.
“I’m safe,” he reassured me.
“Have you been tested?”
“Yes – and it’s been seven months since I was with anybody.”
…WHAT?!
“Seven months?!” I asked, astounded.
He smiled. “I was busy.”
I didn’t love thinking about what he was busy with –
Mafia stuff, no doubt –
But I had to admit, the fact that he hadn’t been with anybody in such a long time…
It made it feel a lot more special to me.
And I believed him, one hundred percent.
Fuuuuck…
I didn’t like condoms. I hated them, actually.
And I really, really wanted to feel him inside me with nothing between us.
He’d saved me from a stalker. I could trust him. I knew I could trust him.
“Just the tip?” I whispered.
He nodded. “Just the tip.”
I paused, trying to resist…
But my hunger to feel him got the best of me.
I relaxed my legs and opened them to him.
He smiled, braced himself on one arm – DAMN, it was sexy to see his huge muscles flex! – and guided his cock between my legs.
I felt something hot and slick press against my pussy, and I moaned with pleasure.
I was so wet that he slid between my lips with no resistance –
And before I knew it, his head was inside me.
Oh shit –
THAT’S BIG!
“Oh my god!” I gasped. “Go slow!”
“That’s it,” he reassured me. “That’s as far as I’m going.”
He smiled down at me, staying completely still, as I felt his big, swollen head inside me.
I stared at him as I forced myself to breathe.
It was intense.
Not as intense as the emotions I felt as I stared into his eyes, though.
Desire, lust, and craving –
But also safety.
Comfort.
Trust.
He leaned down and kissed me softly…
And his cock still didn’t move.
After about 20 seconds, I really wanted it to.
I pushed my hips up toward him, trying to get just another half inch –
But he pulled his hips backwards so nothing more went inside.
I arched my back up –
“I thought we were just doing the tip,” he teased me.
“…we are,” I said grudgingly.
I relaxed my hips back onto the bed.
He lowered his head down to kiss me again –
“Maybe just another inch,” I whispered.
He grinned. “Just an inch.”
“Just an inch.”
“You’re sure,” he asked.
“Yes.”
“You’re positi– ”
“For the love of God, JUST PUT IT IN,” I begged.
He laughed out loud, then kissed me. “Okay.”
I felt his hips shift a little…
And oh sweet Jesus his cock slid in a little bit more.
It was so BIG.
And it felt SO GOOD.
And I wanted more.
So much more.
My pussy was throbbing with desire.
I moaned and pressed my hips up towards him again –
But he backed off again.
“Would you cut that out?!” I exclaimed.
He laughed. “You said just an inch.”
“I know what I said – why can’t you be like every other guy on earth and just slide it in more than that?!”
“Because I want you to trust me.”
I stared up at him. “I trust you.”
He smiled. “What do you want?”
I breathed out…
And then gave in to what I really wanted.
“I want you all the way inside me,” I whispered.
“You’re sure?” he murmured.
I nodded my head yes.
“…okay,” he said huskily…
And then he kissed me as he slid all the way inside me.
OH MY FUCKING GOD!
I was so wet that he entered me in one astounding, mind-melting stroke…
Long, slow, and smooth.
I couldn’t believe how long it kept going –
Or how thick he was.
How much he filled me up.
I moaned – mostly in pleasure, with a tiny bit of pain –
Until I felt him stop.
He was all the way inside me.
“Oh my God…” I moaned.
He kissed me gently. “You okay?”
“…uh huh…” I managed to get out. I was having to remind myself to breathe.
He kissed me some more, then asked, “What do you want me to do?”
“…just… go real slow,” I begged.
He went real slow.
And he blew my fucking mind.