“And you’re all fucking mine,” he groans. He peels my panties and skirt the rest of the way off. He spreads my legs wide and pushes his head between them. His mouth lowers, and his tongue drags through my wet lips.
“Oh my God, Dom…” I moan deeply. He kisses my pussy lightly, then he tongues it harder. He works my clit, and then slips lower. His hands hold my thighs apart and his tongue pushes into me. I gasp in pleasure. I cling to his hair and writhe under his mouth. He takes me higher. He winds me tighter. And suddenly, it’s past what I can take.
I scream when I start to come. My hips push against his mouth, and I cry out. My body trembles and shakes, and Dom’s tongue is on my clit the whole time. He growls against me and then slowly pulls back. He yanks his shirt off, then drops his pants. I moan at the thick bulge in his boxers. When he slips those off, I tremble.
God, he’s so big. But I know he’s not going to hurt me. I know he never could.
He slips between my eager thighs. He grips his cock and slips it over my mound. I moan when he teases my clit with his head.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he groans. He looks up into my eyes. “Christ, Lucia, I love that you’re so wet for me.”
“I love that you’re so hard…”
“You make me this way,” he leans over me. His lips tease mine. “You make me fucking crazy, Lucia. You make me fucking ache for you.”
I smile coyly up at him. “Aww, I hope it doesn’t hurt too bad.”
He grins. “I think we can find a way to make it feel better.”
“Is that what you want?” I whisper thickly. “You want me to make your cock feel better?”
He growls and kisses me hard. It takes my breath away. “What I want, baby,” he groans into the kiss. “Is to make you feel better than you’ve ever felt before.”
He slips his throbbing head lower. He pushes it against my opening, and I moan softly.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” he growls.
“I know.”
He kisses me deeply. His hips push, and his cock begins to sink into me. I gasp, and I tense for a half second. But suddenly, all I feel is heaven. I moan into his mouth. My eyes roll back, and the pleasure thrums through me.
“Dominic…”
He keeps sliding into me. He feels fucking huge, but it doesn’t hurt. It just fills me like I’ve never imagined I could be filled. His fat, swollen cock pushes deeper, until he’s as deep as he can get. I hold him tightly, and he wraps me in his arms.
He rocks his hips back and slips his cock slowly out of me. But before he slides out completely, he pushes back in.
“Oh fuck, Dominic!”
“Fuck, Lucia,” he groans. “Fuck, baby, you’re so fucking tight.”
He thrusts into me, and then out. But with each thrust in, it’s as if his control is slipping. And I want it to break. The more he gives me, the more I want; the more I want him to let go completely and take me exactly how he wants.
“Harder,” I whisper.
“Baby…”
“I want it harder, Dom,” I moan. I see his face darken. His jaw clenches.
“You want me to fuck you hard with this big cock?”
I whimper and nod.
“You want to get fucked like a big girl?”
I moan in pleasure. “Oh fuck, Dom…”
He drives into me, hard. I gasp and beg for more. He sits up on his knees and grabs my hips. He pulls me close to him and thrusts hard. I moan and look down, watching his huge cock pounding in and out of me. His shaft is throbbing and glistening with me. It looks so hot with my pussy gripping him so tightly.
It’s like we’ve done this a hundred times. He touches me exactly where I want. He fills me like I’ve never dreamed. He leans back over me and kisses me deeply. My ankles lock behind his back. I urge him on with my thighs and egg him on with my words in his ears.
“Fuck me!” I moan. “Oh God, Dom! I… oh fuck!”
“Come for me,” he growls thickly. “Come for me, and only me, babygirl. Come for my cock, and my cock alone. Let me feel that pussy come, Lucia.”
He plunges into me. His hands squeeze my hips and his muscles coil against me. He kisses my mouth roughly, and I break. I moan into his lips, and I start to come like I’ve never come before.
Dominic groans and sinks his cock into me, deep. I feel him throb and pulse through my own orgasm. He groans, and I can feel him explode deep within me. I feel his hot cum spilling into me, and I gasp into his mouth.
I hold him as close to me as I can, with my arms and my legs. He kisses me gently. It’s the perfect sweetness after the hot roughness we just had. I never want him to not be this close to me.
Dominic slowly pulls away from my lips. He pushes my hair from my eyes holds them with his own.
“Perfect,” I whisper.
He grins. “Hey, at least we waited until marriage, right?”
I start to laugh. And it’s the sort of contagious laugh that isn’t going to end anytime soon.
15
Dominic
The last time we woke up in bed together, it was pandemonium. This time, I never want either of us to leave it. I wake up with blonde hair in my face and the heat of her body in my arms. I grin.
Fuck, this feels good. This feels better than anything I’ve ever known.
I feel her stir. I go still, as to not wake her. But then she stretches a little. Her ass pushes back, right up against my swelling cock. I hear her purr.
“Are you awake?” she whispers. I say nothing. I feel her push against my dick again. Then I feel her hand slip back between us. Her fingers explore my abs, then push lower. They curl around my cock. I resist the urge to groan.
She strokes me, breathing heavily. She eases me lower and arches her back. I feel my crown slip between her pussy lips, and I groan.
“Knew it,” she giggles.
I chuckle and pull her close. “That’s playing dirty.”
Lucia twists in my arms to look at me over her shoulder. “Oh, you haven’t seen anything yet.”
I kiss her hard. I grind my hips forward. My head pushes into her. And then my goddamn phone rings. I groan. Then I wrinkle my brow. Wait, not my phone.
“Shit,” she hisses. She pulls away from me, and I groan. “Sorry,” she looks at me with a pale face, phone in hand. “It’s my grandfather.”
Yeah, instant mood killer. I lay back in the bed. Lucia answers the phone. “Good morning, grandpapa!” She smiles at something he says. It makes me smile too. Don Salvestro is not a warm and fuzzy guy. And I do think it’s fucked up that she’s got this lingering “arranged marriage” shit looming. But they’re obviously close. They’re family, and that makes me smile.
She suddenly whips around to look at me. Her eyes are wide. “Yeah! No, please do! I’m just hanging out around the apartment. Okay, see you soon!”
Fuck. What?
She hangs up and jumps from the bed. “Oh shit!”
“Is he…”
“He’s downstairs!”
“Fuck,” I hiss. I jump from the bed and grab my clothes off the ground. Lucia goes to her closet and starts yanking on yoga pants and a sweatshirt.