“Nei tuoi occhi c’è il cielo.” Heaven is in your eyes.
She licks her lower lip, her gaze lust drunk as her hands circle my wrist, guiding my knuckles higher. With a gentle touch, she unfolds my fist, and tilts her face to align my fingertips with her lips.
I hold my breath. Captivated.
Then she plunges fantasy into reality, gliding her mouth over my digits to suck them against the warmth of her tongue.
Fuck.
I feel the suction all the way to my dick. I picture it, too—her lips along my shaft, her tongue teasing the slit.
“You’re destroying me,” I grate, “in the best possible way.”
She chuckles and pulls my fingers from her mouth with a pop. “Do you have protection?” She reaches for my belt, undoing the buckle.
I tense, already close enough to end this with one damn stroke. “In the bedroom.”
“How far away is it?”
“Too far,” I growl, smashing my lips to hers.
She begins to stroke me through the material of my pants, gentle and slow. “Are you clean?”
Sweet Jesus.
“I’ve never fucked without a condom.” I clench my teeth to fight the pleasure, the delicious drag along my shaft driving me to madness.
She increases the pace. The severity. “Are you willing for me to be your first?”
“Amore mio, I’m willing for you to be my last.”
She pulls back to meet my gaze, her eyes glistening in that sexually timid way of hers even though her palm circles my dick. “Don’t say things you don’t mean. It makes me hopeful.”
“Are you asking for a commitment, Layla? Because I’ll give it to you.”
Her brows pull tight and she shakes her head. “I just want you. Just for tonight.”
Tonight is only the start.
I lower my zipper, pull out my cock, and align it with the sweetest pussy known to man as she makes quick work of my jacket and shirt, shoving them off my shoulders to fall to the tile.
I grip her hip in one hand, digging my fingers deep, and guide the head of my dick to her slit, dragging it back and forth through her heat.
She closes her eyes, releasing a moan as she leans one hand against the counter, thrusting those breasts toward me.
Fuck, she’s flawless.
Malleable. Eager. Yet with the slightest hint of innocence.
I increase the pace, rubbing back and forth, each graze of my cock making her back arch, her hips tilt.
So fucking incredible.
I lean forward, no longer able to resist those gorgeous tits, and suck a stiffened nipple into my mouth.
She moans, the feminine sound filling my ears, her fingers finding my hair. She pulls tight, causing pain to lash my scalp. The harder I suck, the stronger she pulls, until the burn running through my head is the best fucking thrill I’ve ever had.
I suck until she writhes. Until I can’t concentrate on grinding her against my dick because I’m too fucking wound up from her whimpers and moans.
“You ready?” I growl.
She nods and shuffles closer to the edge of the marble, positioning herself right where she needs to be. I don’t tease us a moment longer. I thrust home, sinking my shaft to the hilt as I palm her hips.
Those gorgeous eyes roll. Her head lolls back. She keeps those breasts in my face, and I latch on, sucking, grazing, as I pound a hard rhythm inside her.
“Oh, God.” She tightens her legs around me. “This is going to be shamelessly quick… I’ve never…” Her pussy clamps tight around me. “Matthew…”
She scours my skull with her nails, but I don’t stop the suction on her nipple. I ride out her orgasm, her pleasure filling my ears, sinking into my memories.
It takes all my restraint not to follow after her, not to spill my seed and make her mine. I wait her out, tensing every goddamn muscle until she’s done riding the high.
“Good?” I ask.
“So good.” She wraps her arms around my shoulders, nestling close. Chest to chest. Skin to skin. “I’ve never come so quick,” she whispers in my ear. “Not even by myself.”
Fuck.
The image of her touching herself is punishment of the most exquisite kind. Cruel and divine in one carnal visual.
“Lay down,” I grate. “I want to see you stretched out before me.”
She pauses a moment, then pulls away with a shy grin to rest against the marble, her hair splayed, her nipples hard.
I continue riding her, forcing myself not to blow as those tits bounce from my thrusts. “Potrei guardarti tutto il giorno.” I could look at you all day.
It’s no lie.
I could keep her like this forever. My masterpiece.
She groans, her hands reaching above her head for the other side of the counter.
I run a palm from her hip over the smooth planes of her waist, then between her breasts, learning all her curves. Committing them to memory. My other hand glides along her abdomen, my thumb finding her clit.
“Come sei bagnata.” I groan. “So fucking wet…”
She gasps. Moans. Squeezes her core around me. “For the love of God…” She groans. “Stop talking.”
“Non ti lascerò mai andare.” I tweak a nipple, grazing a thumb over the pebbled peak as I place pressure on her clit. “Vieni di nuovo per me. Come for me again.”
She shakes her head, her brows pinched as if in concern.
“You okay?” I slow even though it’s torture, even though heaven is right there waiting to be conquered. “Talk to me.”
“Nothing’s wrong. I just…” She keeps shaking her head. “I’ve never come twice… and I’m… I can’t believe I’m so close.”
I despise her fucking husband, and whoever else she’s slept with. But those assholes did me a favor. They made it easy for me to win her over. She’ll never dare to walk away when I continue to treat her like a queen.
“Then come, amore mio. Let me watch you.”
She blinks, dazed with lust. “I’m not used to being watched either.”
“Well, get used to it. I’m going to witness you doing some filthy fucking things, Layla. And you’ll enjoy every minute of it.”
“Is that a promise?”
“It’s a vow.” I lean forward, replacing the hand at her breast with my lips. “Soon you won’t recognize yourself.”
“I already don’t.” There’s a tremor in her voice as her fingers reclaim my hair. “You’ve changed me.”
“You’ve changed me, too.” I thrust harder, stoking us higher. The harder I suck her nipple, the more frantic her pace builds beneath me, the roll of her hips becoming fearless.
I groan against the flesh in my mouth and close my eyes to the bliss.
I’m beyond ready. A brief step from the finish line.
“Matthew…” Her breathing fluctuates, her chest rising and falling beneath me.
I beat back the need for relief, vowing not to come until she does, promising to reach the end together. “Mi far stare bene.”
I fuck her savagely. Faster. Harder.
She tenses, her legs a vise around me. “I’m…”
I open my eyes and she’s gaping, her lips trembling as she shudders.
I’m powerless to stop myself from following her this time. I come undone, spilling inside her, losing myself to the climax and promising myself this will be the first of many.