Chapter 31 #2
‘Yeah… that probably won’t go well with latex. Stay there. I like the idea of you keeping your hands like that, so I’ll clean mine.’
I raced over to wash my hands, used some wipes I spotted by the sink then washed them again.
After taking Romeo’s wallet out of his shorts pocket, I found the foil packet.
‘Permission to undress you, kind sir,’ I said in a posh accent as I tried to hide my excitement.
‘I am all yours.’
As Romeo stood in front of me, my nipples hardened and a fresh wave of tingles erupted between my legs.
I felt like I was standing in front of an all-you-can-eat dessert buffet. I didn’t even know where to start.
I wanted to see his magnificent chest, but I was also dying to see his cock too.
As if he was a mind reader, Romeo whipped off his T-shirt.
Jesus.
Those abs.
Those pecs.
The man’s chest was a work of art. Every one of his abs looked like it’d been sculpted to perfection right here in this studio.
He had gorgeous dark hair covering his chest and as I followed the happy trail that led to the waistband of his shorts, I swallowed hard.
I reached forward, unbuckled his belt, undid the button, pulled down the zip, then tugged at the waist.
As his shorts dropped to the floor and I saw his enormous cock straining from his dark black boxer shorts my body lit up like a volcano.
I ran my hands over his long, hard, thick length and Romeo squeezed his eyes shut. Next, I gripped his boxer shorts and slid them down his thighs. As his giant cock sprang free, my jaw dropped.
‘Jesus,’ I gasped, wondering how the hell that was going to fit. I’d find a way though. There was no way I was letting that go to waste. Once I’d ripped open the condom wrapper, I slid it down him. ‘Where do you want me?’
‘I am not fucking you yet.’ He shook his head. ‘You have undressed me. Now it is my turn.’
Romeo stepped forward and held my gaze whilst he slid his arms behind my back, undid the apron, then lifted it over my head. Next, he removed the T-shirt, leaving me standing in front of him in just my underwear. Thank God I was wearing something decent.
I had on a red lacy bra and one of the sexy thongs Stella’s mum made which had ‘Good Girl’ written in diamantes across the back. I had no intention of being ‘good’ in the traditional sense though. Right now there were so many filthy things I wanted Romeo to do to me.
‘ Mamma mia ,’ Romeo gasped. ‘ Sei bellissima .’
‘What did you say?’ I panted. Whatever it was sounded sexy as hell.
‘I said that you are beautiful. Your underwear is pretty too. I do not want to make it dirty so unless you object, I will find another way to remove it.’
‘Fine by me.’
‘Get up on the table and open your legs,’ he growled.
I did exactly as he asked. I was so turned on that I swear there was fire and not blood racing through my veins.
Romeo stepped forward, dipped his head between my legs, latched onto the fabric of my thong with his teeth, then dragged it down.
‘Fuck, that’s so hot,’ I panted, lifting my bum up so he could pull it down.
‘Such a pretty pussy,’ Romeo said before leaning forward and licking my clit. ‘Mmm,’ he moaned. ‘ Deliziosa .’ He gave another long, slow lick.
My hips jerked off the table and as he circled my clit with his tongue I could already feel the wave building.
‘I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but that feels too good. If you keep doing that I’ll come and I want to do that with you inside me.’
Romeo lifted his head and grinned.
‘ Va bene. The first time I will make you come with my dick. And then I will make you come again, but with my tongue.’
‘Confident little thing, aren’t you?’
‘Let’s see if you are calling me “little” when I put this inside you.’ He gestured towards his cock. ‘Are you ready?’
‘ Sì ,’ I panted.
Romeo grabbed his cock, lined it up at my entrance then slammed inside me.
I cried out. He was right. There was nothing small about the giant pipe that he’d just buried inside me.
‘ Stai bene ?’ he asked, checking if I was okay.
‘ Sì ,’ I confirmed, gripping his bum cheeks and pushing him deeper.
As I took in the sight of Romeo in front of me and watched as his cock sank into me, I was dizzy with desire.
I’d dreamt about having sex with Romeo for so long and I couldn’t believe it was finally happening. And it was even better than I’d imagined.
Our hips moved in perfect rhythm as he filled me up.
Whilst he continued pumping into me, he leant forward and pulled the fabric of my bra down, exposing one breast, and then moved to the other.
‘ Che tette spettacolari .’ He licked his lips. ‘Your boobs are beautiful.’ He took a nipple in his mouth and sucked it slowly, almost tipping me over the edge.
I was so used to men commenting on how small my boobs were. But Romeo looked at me like I was his favourite topless model.
Romeo ran his hands over my breasts then froze.
‘ Scusi ! I forgot about the clay.’
‘I don’t care,’ I said. ‘Cover me with it if you want. Just keep fucking me.’
Romeo pounded into me, harder and faster as he squeezed my nipples.
I couldn’t believe I was getting fucked on a pottery table by the hottest man I’d ever laid eyes on, with clay all over my tits. Never in my wildest fantasies would I have imagined a scene like this.
Those thoughts alone sent me hurtling close to the edge.
But when Romeo took my hand, placed my fingers on my clit and started circling it, I knew I was on the verge of erupting.
‘I do not want to get clay on your clit, so I need you to touch it for me,’ he growled. ‘Come for me, Sammie.’
As he slammed into me again, I tipped over the edge.
‘Romeo! Fuck, Romeo!’ I cried out as my orgasm ripped through me.
My whole body shook and I swore I saw enough stars to light up the whole of Italy.
Romeo continued pumping before letting out a guttural growl, then collapsing on me.
We both lay there, chests heaving, bodies slick with sweat.
‘That was… I don’t even have words,’ I said.
‘But good words, sì ?’
‘Not good words, amazing words.’
‘I am happy to hear that.’ Romeo lifted his head and as I took in the gorgeous sight of him, I chuckled.
‘Why are you laughing?’ he asked.
‘Because you have clay in your hair, on your face and all over your chest. And my hands were clean.’
‘But thanks to me, your breasts were covered in clay.’
‘That’s hot,’ I grinned.
‘ You are hot.’
‘So, no regrets?’ I asked.
‘How could I regret burying my cock in the sexiest, funniest woman in the world?’
‘Only in the whole world? I was hoping you’d at least say the universe,’ I grinned.
‘You are right. You are the sexiest, funniest woman in the universe.’
‘Grazie . So, you’re not worried about breaking the no-fraternising-with-guests rule?’
‘I should. But after that, I am not. Some rules are meant to be broken…’