Chapter Eight #2
There were a couple of sheds, and she knew the gardener attended to each one.
Massimo looked between them all, and then she noticed one in the back, and he pulled her toward it.
They stepped inside, and she noticed it was a rather clean shed with a few tools on a small table in the back and an overhanging light.
“This used to be my mother’s work shed,” Massimo said.
“Oh.”
“Fred cleans it up regularly.” He put her flowers on the back counter, and then the book.
With nothing in her hands, she looked toward Massimo. He pulled her close, and his lips were on hers. She had never made out in a shed before, and it was a rather strange experience to have. Massimo’s hands were everywhere, and she didn’t want them to stop.
“If you’re ever in doubt, remember this, I am here willingly, because I cannot take my hands off you. I don’t want to take my hands off you.”
She loved how his hands traveled up and down, and all over her body. He made her gasp as he went toward her ass and then squeezed the flesh. They were flush together now, with nothing between them. It felt so damn good.
“Do you even feel what you do to me?” he asked.
Before she had chance to answer, he took her hand and placed it right on his pants, where she felt his dick. He was hard. The pants were visibly tight across his crotch.
“That is what you do to me. All the fucking time, I can’t even think straight.
” He groaned. “You’re all I want, and you’ve got to trust in me, trust in us.
I could have had any woman, but there is no one else I wanted.
There is only you. Always you.” And then he took possession of her lips once again.
“I got it,” she said.
“You do?”
“Yes.”
He had broken the kiss and went straight to her neck, which she didn’t think was particularly fair seeing as he knew kissing that exact spot was her weakness.
It always sent shock waves of pleasure rushing through her body that she couldn’t control.
She felt powerless against it. She never wanted him to stop.
“If you want my dick, baby, I suggest you get to the main house, get to our room, and get naked, because I only have so much patience.”
Adelina looked into his eyes, and there was nothing more she wanted. Grabbing her roses and her book, she took off out of the shed, and then rushed back to the house, hearing him not far behind her.
Her heart raced, and her lips felt swollen from his kisses. Her whole body was on fire, and no one was there to stop her. She had expected Isabella or Vincent to stop her, but no one was there, not even a soldier, as she entered the house.
Keeping her roses and her book in her grip, she somehow managed to make it up the stairs and into their bedroom.
She was removing her clothes and was just down to her lingerie when suddenly the door opened, and in stepped Massimo.
He closed the door, and she watched, unable to look away, as he reached out and flicked the lock into place. No one would disturb them now.
He was already removing his jacket, followed by his tie, and he didn’t even get to his shirt, as he banded an arm around her waist and pulled her in close.
She was the one who reached for the buttons on his shirt and attempted to open each one.
Usually, she had a lot of patience, but in that moment, she was done being patient.
She needed him without a shirt, and naked.
Grabbing the edge of his shirt, she tugged, and the buttons sprayed to either side.
Never had she felt this raw need consume her.
Massimo chuckled. It was sexy and deep. “Now you know how I feel every time I see you.”
And then he claimed her lips as she pushed the shirt down his arms. He let her go long enough to let the shirt fall to the floor, but not once did he break away from the kiss.
With his lips still on hers, she reached for the button of his pants and worked it open. Then, tugging down the fly and pushing his pants down so they fell to the floor. He kicked them off, followed by his shoes, and now while she was still in her lingerie, he was in his boxer briefs.
Breaking from the kiss took every ounce of strength she possessed. She looked into his eyes, then began to kiss down his body, going from his neck down toward his chest.
Massimo had a lot of ink across his chest. There were so many different pictures, skulls, graveyards, roses, snakes, not done in a messy way, but so that his body made sense. Each piece worked into the next to create a piece of art she was completely mesmerized by.
She had never done this before. He’d put his lips on her pussy so many times, but not once had he asked her to put her lips on his cock, and she wanted to. Sinking to the floor on her knees, she looked up at him and reached for his boxer briefs.
“You don’t have to do this.”
“I want to do this, unless you don’t want me to.”
“I do, but only if you’re ready.”
He let go of her hands, and she pulled them down to reveal his thick, hard cock. The tip already had pre-cum soaking it.
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” she said.
He growled. “Do you have any idea how fucking great that is to hear?”
She offered him a smile. “You know you’ve been my first for a lot of things.”
Again, that masculine growl that made her ache in so many different places. She loved to hear that sound.
He took her hand and wrapped it around his cock. “Open your mouth. Don’t use your teeth, just suction and your lips, and your tongue.”
Adelina didn’t know how she was going to be able to not use her teeth, seeing as it was her mouth. However, she wanted to give him the same pleasure he’d given her.
She knew how good his mouth felt on her body, and she never wanted it to stop.
She wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock, and then she understood about not using her teeth.
There was no need, as she sunk onto his length and took him to the back of her throat.
When he hit the back and she felt herself about to gag, she pulled back and took a slight breath.
She didn’t take her mouth off him. Looking up, she saw that his eyes had closed, and she pressed her mouth back on him, taking more until he was at her throat.
His fingers stroked through her hair, sinking into the length, and then he wrapped that around his fist, and she let out a little moan, as she continued to lavish his cock with her tongue. She loved the taste of him, and she couldn’t get enough.
Each time she glanced up at him, his eyes were closed, and he grunted.
She felt his cock pulse within her mouth.
She had read about it enough to know what was coming next, but when it happened, Massimo tried to warn her, but she was not going to stop.
She wanted to give him this, and as she did, she swallowed every drop.
Within seconds of him completing and pulling from her mouth, she let out a gasp as he threw her to the bed.
He hovered over her with a smile on his lips. “My turn.”