Home > 365 Days (365 days # 1)(31)

365 Days (365 days # 1)(31)
Author: Blanka Lipinska

I looked at him as he took another sip. He was so lovely when he was trying to hold himself back.

I moved closer and sat on his knees, pressing myself against him. Without asking for consent, I ran my hand through his hair. He moaned softly and leaned his head back, closing his eyes. I stared at him for an instant before leaning closer and biting his lip gently. He grew harder beneath me. I swayed my hips delicately, sucking on his lips, trailing my teeth along them, until I slid my tongue into his mouth. He dropped his hands, grabbing my ass, pulling me closer.

“I’ve missed you,” I whispered, pulling away for a moment.

He pushed me back and shot me a wide-eyed stare.

“Is that how you display your longing? Because if this is your way of saying thank you for saving your life, baby girl, I can’t accept it. I won’t do it with you until you’re absolutely sure you want it.”

That hurt me. I pushed even farther away and jumped out of the Jacuzzi, then grabbed my bathrobe and threw it over my shoulders, suddenly ashamed. I wanted to cry. I needed to be as far away from him as I could.

I ran back down the stairs and immediately got lost in the labyrinth of passageways. All doors looked the same. Thinking I found the right one, I grabbed the handle and entered a berth. Trailing my hand along the wall, I looked for the light switch, finally realizing this was not the place I had been looking for. The door behind me closed and I heard the click of the lock. The lights grew dimmer and I froze, afraid to turn around, though I knew he wouldn’t hurt me.

“I love it when you touch my hair,” Massimo said, stopping behind me. He snatched the sash of my bathrobe and tore my only cover away.

As I pressed myself against him, I felt he was naked, wet, and hot. He turned me around and his lips clasped around mine. He kissed me hungrily. His hands moved around my body, stopping on my ass. He lifted me up, kissing me all the while, and carried me to the bed, laying me on the mattress. For a while, he stood there, looking at me. I met his stare and lifted my arms above my head, spreading them to my sides, showing him my helplessness, but also my trust.

“If we do it now, I won’t be able to stop. You know that, right?” he asked in a serious voice. “If we cross this line, I’ll fuck you whether you like it or not.”

The way he said it sounded like a promise. It only ignited my passion.

“So fuck me,” I said, sitting in front of him on the edge of the bed.

He muttered something through his teeth in Italian and took a step closer, stopping a few inches away. With the faint light still on in the room, I could see his throbbing erection. I put my hands on his buttocks and pulled him closer, grabbing his manhood. It was amazing—thick and hard. I trailed my fingers down its length, licking my lips.

“Put your hands on my head,” I said, looking him in the eyes. “And punish me.”

Massimo exhaled loudly and grabbed my hair hard.

“Are you asking me to treat you like a whore? Is this what you want?”

I leaned my head back obediently and opened my mouth wide.

“Yes, don Massimo,” I breathed.

His grip on my hair tightened. He moved closer, and with a fluid, decisive motion, shoved his swollen cock into my mouth. I moaned, feeling it reach as far as my throat. His hips started pumping forward and back. I couldn’t breathe.

“If at any point you stop enjoying it, tell me. Just make sure I know you’re not teasing me,” he said, keeping his movements steady.

I withdrew a bit and took him out of my mouth, continuing to stroke his cock with my hand.

“Same goes for you,” I replied, meaning it, before continuing to suck him.

The Man in Black laughed, but as soon as I picked up the tempo, he gasped. I blew him harder and faster than his hands on my head were suggesting. He was panting, his hands balling into fists in my hair. I felt him growing even larger in my mouth. I took it as an invitation to show him who was in control now. He was sweet, his skin so smooth, and his body exuded the scent of sex. I delighted in him, wanting to sate myself with what I had yearned for from the beginning. Another part of me wanted to prove something to him—to show Massimo that holding him in my mouth, I held him in my power. I picked up the pace. He wouldn’t last long. I knew it, and he did, too. He tried slowing me down, but I didn’t let him.

“Not so fast,” he hissed, but I ignored him.

A moment later, when I didn’t slow down even for an instant, he pulled out, pushing me away. I licked my lips lasciviously as he stood and stared at me, breathing heavily. He pushed me over on the bed and turned me onto my belly, clinging to me with his whole body.

“Are you trying to prove something to me?” he asked, licking two fingers. “Relax, baby girl,” he purred, sliding them both inside me. I let out a loud moan. Two fingers were all it took to fill me.

“I think you’re ready.” Those words made a shiver run down my spine. The anticipation, the uncertainty, the fear, and the desire all whirled inside my head.

Massimo slowly entered me, and I could feel each and every inch of his thick phallus.

His arms wrapped themselves around me, almost painfully. As he slid inside me fully, he froze, only to pull out and rush in, harder. I moaned as my arousal and pleasure mixed with pain. His hips hastened, and his breath with them. The wonderful friction I felt was rippling in waves across my entire body. Suddenly, he slowed down, and I exhaled with relief.

Massimo’s hand slid underneath me, raising my hips, and his knee spread my legs wider.

“Show me that beautiful ass of yours,” he breathed into my ear, caressing my asshole.

I startled. Was he going to try something I wasn’t ready for?

“Don…” I whispered fearfully, looking back at him.

He grabbed my hair and pushed my head into the pillow.

“Don’t worry, baby girl,” he breathed, leaning over me. “We’re going to get there, but not tonight.”

Slowly and rhythmically he pushed himself against me, bending my spine so that my butt thrust upward.

“Oh yes,” he panted with excitement, holding my hips tighter.

I loved being fucked from behind, and the control he exerted over my body in this position made me equally afraid and aroused. He bent down a bit, sliding one hand over my clit. I spread my legs even wider so he could play with me.

“Open your mouth,” he ordered, pushing his fingers between my lips.

When they were wet enough, he moved the hand back down to rub my pussy. He was an expert and knew perfectly well where to aim his hand to take me to the brink of ecstasy. I grabbed the pillow harder, unable to bear the frantic pace of his hips. I moaned and writhed beneath him, calling out in Polish.

“Not yet, Laura,” he said, and turned me over. “I want to see you orgasm.”

Massimo slid both hands under me and hugged me tightly as his penis slid inside and out, harder and faster, until I felt myself contracting inside. I swung my head back and allowed the orgasm to take me over.

“Harder,” I moaned.

He pushed at me twice as hard. I could feel him close on my heels, but I couldn’t stop the rapture anymore. I screamed, my body tightening as I came, and Massimo’s hips didn’t stop stroking, impaling me. Another stroke, and another. I heard ringing in my ears. It was too much. With a wild howl I came for the second time and my sweaty body collapsed to the mattress.

Hot Books
» House of Earth and Blood (Crescent City #1)
» A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire
» From Blood and Ash (Blood And Ash #1)
» A Million Kisses in Your Lifetime
» Deviant King (Royal Elite #1)
» Den of Vipers
» House of Sky and Breath (Crescent City #2)
» The Queen of Nothing (The Folk of the Air #
» Sweet Temptation
» The Sweetest Oblivion (Made #1)
» Chasing Cassandra (The Ravenels #6)
» Wreck & Ruin
» Steel Princess (Royal Elite #2)
» Twisted Hate (Twisted #3)
» The Play (Briar U Book 3)