Chapter 30 #2
I settle myself back between her thighs. “Teach me.”
She lowers my head and I refrain from swiping a taste. I wait for what feels like eons but can only be a matter of seconds before she begins her instructions. “Flick your tongue around my clit.”
My eyes roll to the back of my head as I taste her again.
I flick her clit with my tongue. “Nip it again with your teeth and soothe it with a kiss.” I tug on her clit between my teeth.
Her thighs fasten around my head. When I release her clit her arousal leaks out of her.
I lave it up with my tongue before I suck her clit in my mouth with a soft kiss.
“Rico, your tongue is fucking sinful,” she moans with praise.
Fuck, if I don’t get her to come soon I’m about to any second. The taste of her mixed with her needy little moans, soft praises and bites of pain are sending me over the edge.
“Spear your tongue inside me and eat me out like you’re a man starved. And don’t stop until I’m screaming your name.”
“At your command, la mia gazzella.” I spear my tongue inside her.
A sharp cry pierces through the hair. I stroke her inner walls and fuck her with my tongue.
Instead of going easy I eat her out relentlessly.
Her cries and moans echo around us. As well as the sound of my own groans of pleasure and the sound of her soaking pussy.
It’s a cacophony of sex. It shouldn’t sound harmonious to me and yet it does.
“Rico, I’m so close! So, so close!” I fuck her with my tongue harder.
I’ve never tasted anything sweeter than her.
Wanting her to come more than anything I improvise once more and slide my hand up her body.
I mold her breast in my hand before pinching her nipple.
Her walls begin to convulse around my tongue.
With the slight pain I know it’s only a matter of seconds before she makes a mess of my face.
“Choke me,” she commands in a husky voice.
“Please, please choke me,” she begs so prettily.
I wrap my hand around her throat and the second I apply pressure she comes all over my face.
As I swallow every last drop of her I feel my own balls tighten.
And then, not able to control myself I come while my tongue strokes lazily along her slit.
Her body becomes lax as she pants heavily. I lay my head against her stomach as my cock twitches from post orgasm. She absentmindedly strokes my hair. I press small affectionate kisses to her sweat slicked skin.
“Shadow?” She breathes. I lift my head. “Can I fuck you now?”
A throaty chuckle from my chest escapes me. The laugh comes easy and naturally. I can’t even remember the last time I have. “We might have to wait for that.”
She raises a brow. “You denying me of taking your virginity?”
“Fuck no,” I answer quickly. Lifting off from her I then untie her wrists. I massage the reddened skin. Then I take her hand and press it against my softened cock. “You have to at least give me a minute or two.”
“You came eating me out?” I nod my head. “Was it my taste or the fact that you got me off?”
“Both. You’re the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted,” I tell her and her skin flushes. “And pleasing you pleases me. I like the sounds you make. The way your body moves. Knowing I’m the man responsible. I like it very much.”
Lifting herself up she caresses my face. I lean into her palm instinctively. A calmness like no other blankets me. I don’t know how to explain it. I only know I feel it whenever I’m in her presence.
“No one knows you like I do, do they?”
“No, they don’t.” Vulnerability bleeds in my voice.
Her hand slips inside my briefs and fists my cock. I hiss through clenched teeth as she gives the head a tight squeeze before her hand glides down my shaft. “I guess that makes you mine, doesn’t it?”
“Si.” She hums in response and glides her hand back down to the head of my cock.
“Well,” she says with a seductive grin and eyes that twinkle with something dark and dangerous. “How about we make it official?”
Once my cock is nice and hard she slips her hand out of my pants and pushes me on my back. “Lift your hips.” I lift my hips. She removes my shorts and briefs in one sweep. My aching cock springs free. My articles of clothing are tossed to the side.
Swinging her leg she straddles me. My hands find purchase on her hips. Being a tease she takes my cock and gyrates along her slit. It already feels glorious. I can’t begin to imagine what being inside of her will feel like.
My fingers bury themselves in her hips. “You’re teasing me,” I point out gruffly.
A smirk graces her lips. She then winks at me. “How does it feel to be teased? To feel how wet I am for you? To be so close to knowing what heaven feels like?”
“I think,” I work a rough swallow. My damn spine tightens. My abdomen coils. Fuck, I can’t be ready to blow again this soon. “You’re trying to kill me.”
Being the tease she is when she leans down she inserts only the tip of my cock inside her pussy. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I grit down on my molars.
Her lips brush over mine as she says hotly, “Beg me Made Man. Beg me to fuck you.”
I’ve never begged anyone. I’m infamously known as the Grim Reaper for a reason. The people I deal with are the ones begging for their souls.
She moves her hips and my cock slides in only a little bit more. “Cat got your tongue?”
“Fuck me, Imogen,” I demand on a growl.
She bites down on my lower lip and tugs. There’s a slight sting when she sets my lip free. I see the little splash of blood on her bottom lip. Sensually she swipes her tongue to taste it. “I didn’t hear please.”
“Please. Fuck. Me.”
Her smile is victorious. Raising herself back up she then rests her hands on my chest. “Watch me take you, Rico. Watch me own you.”
Bewitched and completely captivated, I watch as she lowers herself down on my cock. Each delicious inch she takes is a sweet kind of torture. I’ve never felt this tense before nor have I ever felt this mind boggling pleasure that shoots down from my spine and travels everywhere.
Her cunt is warm, wet and tight. Her walls squeeze my cock as she keeps taking me.
“I don’t know if I can take all of you. You’re so big,” she whines softly at the halfway point.
My arousal with hers drips down my cock.
The sight of her taking me has me wanting to lose my god damned mind.
Her pussy stretches around my shaft. Even with how soaked she is it seems to be a struggle for her.
“Am I hurting you?” My concern far outweighs my pleasure.
“Yes,” she squeaks out but takes another inch or two. “But it feels so good, too.”
Since pain mixed with pleasure is her poison I make the decision to thrust my hips upward.
A silent scream pries her mouth wide open as I’m seated to the hilt.
The tip of my dick hits her cervix and her walls squeeze impossibly tight.
Her nails pierce through the flesh of my skin on my chest. I can only hope they leave scars.
They’ll be ones I’ll forever cherish and wear with pride.
She leans back, balancing herself by resting her hands on my thighs. It somehow makes me feel as if I’m reaching deeper.
And then she begins to move. I thought she would take me slow given her slight discomfort but no, she takes me wildly. Possessed even. I hold onto her hips and let her defile me.
Needing to be closer to her I lift myself up in a sitting position and wrap my arms around her. Flesh to flesh. Heart to heart. Soul to soul.
I kiss her passionately. Fucking her mouth with the same ferocity she’s fucking me.
Fingernails rake down my back and then sink in my shoulder blades.
My balls draw up, the now familiar tingle races down my spine and I come screaming her name.
She rides out my orgasm by thrusting without any particular rhythm. It’s as if she’s lost herself over to the pleasure.
And then she comes, too. As she does she bites down on my neck. Another mark. One that even if it doesn’t last I’ll remember forever.
Her body falls in my arms and despite feeling weak myself I catch her. I’ll always catch her.
I press a kiss to the top of her head. She nuzzles her face against my chest.
This feeling? This euphoric blissful sated and yet wondrous calming feeling. . . I want to stay in it. Live in it. Bask in it.
For once maybe I’ll be naive. Naive to believe we stand a chance. Naive to believe a war isn’t happening between our families. And maybe I’ll be naive enough to believe she’ll always choose me.