CHAPTER TEN #2
I cry out and actually raise my hips to find more friction but he keeps me pinned to the bed and waits until I’ve stopped trashing around and my orgasm has ebbed away. Clemente slowly rises and wipes his glistening mouth with the back of his hand.
“Get my cock out, Rina,” he rumbles.
My inner walls clench by the sound of this rough demand. My eyes shift to the huge bulge in his pants and it’s not like this would be the first time I see him naked. It would however be the first time I get to put my hands on him.
I fumble for a moment with his belt but quickly enough I manage to slide down his slacks along with his boxers to let them pool around his ankles. With a few adjustments of his feet, he kicks the fabric away and is now standing naked before me.
Reaching back, I unclasp my strapless bra and remove it along with the shirt.
I reach out and wrap my fingers around the base of his dick, relishing in the way his hard, thick length feels as if silk ripples over steel.
I don’t think twice but lean in and let my tongue swirl over the tip, tasting the salty pre cum leaking out.
Clemente cups the side of my face and lets his thumb slide over my bottom lip.
“Plenty of time for both of us to get our fill by using this hot little mouth and tongue of yours. But first I have to claim your body. Feel your pussy wrapped around my cock and mark you from the inside out with my cum. And if you so much as give my cock another swirl of that devilish tongue I’ll surrender and blow my load before I so much as fucking blink.
That’s how strung tight I am. I have wanted you for weeks and with the taste of your sweet pussy still on my tongue I’m about to explode.
Now lay back down and I’ll promise to make you come one more time before I brand you completely as mine. ”
I have to swallow at the dryness in my throat.
This man. A body sculpted with hard muscles, showing its strength while the look on his face gives me warmth and comfort, yet the words flowing from his lips set me on fire.
I know the first time will hurt, but when his body inches closer, I really don’t care since all I can imagine is the pleasure he keeps giving me.
His hand palms my breast, squeezing gently before he tweaks my nipple, making me gasp. He balances the bite of pain and pleasure at the tip of his fingers. Just like he did when he gave me an orgasm while pumping his fingers inside me.
The tip of his dick brushes against my opening.
So hot. So thick. His mouth settles on my neck.
Nibbling. Grunting. His fingers play with my nipple until they feather down my stomach in between our bodies where he circles my clit.
He’s highlighting every nerve ending in my body, slowly building it up until it’s ready for detonation.
A gasp rips from my lips when I feel a rush of wetness slip out of my pussy at the same time he circles my clit with his finger. The tip of his dick breaches my pussy and it’s already too much and yet not enough.
My nails start to claw at his back, wanting him closer, needing more, though I have no clue what but I need it.
“That’s it, amore mio,” Clemente croons right next to my ear and I’m lost.
Utterly lost until he shatters me apart by pushing his dick inside me a few inches more while rubbing my clit causing my orgasm to rip through me.
“Clemente,” I moan while euphoria dances through my body and a spike of burning highlights my pussy, making me aware of the intrusion.
“I’m here, Rina. Always. Hang on,” he grits through his teeth.
The words barely register when he tears through my pussy in one stroke, filling me completely. I’m about to scream my lungs out but he captures my mouth with his. One of his hands is slowly stroking my hip, my side, kneading my breast, and tweaking my nipple all while he stills above me.
He’s lodged deep and even if it still burns, I can now feel it slowly ebb away. There’s heat shimmering back through. Not the same pleasure my body was filled with, but the pain element is gone. I try to shift, making him groan.
His lips part from mine and he places his forehead against mine. “Give me a minute.”
“I’m okay. You can move now,” I tell him and brush my mouth against his.
He groans into my mouth. “I’m going to blow if I move inside you, Rina. You feel so damn good.”
“Oh,” I whisper in understanding.
It’s not only my body he was holding back for, it was his too.
I sink my teeth into my bottom lip and let go. “I guess we can go fast now and try again later.”
Another sexy groan rumbles through his body. “You’ll be too sore.”
Now I’m the one groaning and offer, “I can suck you off while you lick me. Now move.”
“Fucking hell,” he mutters. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
I’m about to give a smart reply but he drags his dick out of me and slides right back in. All I can do is gasp and dig my nails in as he starts to slowly move his hips. I know I can’t come again but this does feel good.
“Won’t. Last. Long,” he grits through clenched teeth.
I move my hands to his head and feather my lips against his. “Come for me, vita mia.”
Vita mia. My life.
One more time he pulls out of me almost all the way until he slams back inside, grinding against me. Groaning. Eyes closed with my name as a whispered plea flowing from his lips as my body fills with the warmth of hot jets releasing deep inside me.
His weight is pressing down on me but it’s most definitely not something to complain about. It feels intimate, just like how his face is buried into the crook of my neck stroking my skin with his hot breath.
“So fucking good,” he rumbles and pulls back to connect our gaze. “Are you okay?”
I have to swallow to find my voice and nod slightly while adding, “Yeah.”
“Remember,” he says and brushes a kiss against the corner of my mouth. “It will only get better. This pain was only once.”
Pain?
He shifts and lifts his body, allowing his dick to slide out of me.
Shit. That’s why he mentioned the good before reminding me of the bad.
But this whole “taking my virginity” is a one-time deal so I do hope it’s only pleasure from here on out.
And I have to admit, I did like the little bite of pain when he tweaked my nipples or grazed my clit with his teeth.
Dammit. Is it normal to be turned on again while my pussy is still sore from what just happened?
“Come on,” Clemente says and tugs my hand. “Let me run you a bath. You can soak in the tub while I get dinner going for us.”
“Sounds like a plan,” I tell him and my eyes land on his half hard dick smeared with red.
Another tug on my hand and he’s guiding me toward the bathroom.
He starts a bath for me but also takes a cloth and holds it under warm water.
He cups the side of my face and takes my mouth in a hot kiss the same time he slides the warm cloth over my pussy.
When he’s finished with taking care of me, he stalks back to the sink and rinses the cloth to clean himself up, throwing it in the hamper right after.
“Go on, take your time. I’ll come check on you when I’ve started dinner, okay?”
This man. I can absolutely swoon all over him.
“Okay,” I sweetly reply and groan in contentment when I slide into the warm water.