I scrambled onto the mattress and did exactly as he said. Fabric rasped at my back, fanning the flames into a firestorm inside me. The bed dipped, and he drew in close, the warm brush of his naked thighs against mine sending a tremble of need all through my body.
“Mm.” His big hands ran down my spine and gripped me at the hips, drawing me back so I felt the blunt head of his gorgeous cock slide through my wetness. “You’re so beautiful, Natalie. Beautiful, and all mine.” His lips trailed a line of fire across my lower spine. “Drop to your elbows and rest your cheek against the comforter, angioletto. It’s my turn to drive you wild.”
I couldn’t stop the moan that slipped from my lips. His words fueled my desire and made me ache for any and everything he could give me.
The mattress shifted, then he pushed my legs wider, and his hot breath fanned my weeping sex, taunting and teasing me, making me ache for his wicked tongue.
He flicked that tongue against my clit, and I groaned, rocking back into him, searching for more. His fingertips dug into my thighs, and against my sex, he growled, “Hold still. I say when you can move.”
I shuddered, growing hotter by the second, and fought the urge to ride his mouth. He did it again, and electricity spiraled through my lower body, making me shake. He lapped at my clit, drew his tongue up to circle my opening, then pressed inside. Gasping, I fisted the comforter and groaned long and deep.
“That’s it.” His hot breath washed all across my sex, and he moved lower once more, teasing my clit again and again, taking the swollen nub between his lips and suckling until I saw stars. His hands palmed my ass on both sides, then one thick finger slid through my wetness and slipped inside me.
I groaned and rocked back into his hand, unable to stop myself. Still tormenting me with his tongue, with his lips, he drew his thick finger out, then pressed back in with two, stretching me slowly, fucking me deeply, hitting my G-spot again and again with tormenting expertise.
“Ah God, Luc... Yes...”
“You like that?”
I pressed my forehead against the comforter and gripped the white cotton tightly in my fist. “Oh yes.”
“I know you do.” He drew my clit back into his mouth and suckled. Releasing me, he said, “I know you like it when I touch you right here.” His fingers curled inside me, and he stroked my G-spot until every muscle in my body contracted.
“Oh... Fuck….”
“Almost.”
He shifted behind me, and I felt the hair on his legs brush the backs of my thighs. My stomach caved in, and my heart raced in anticipation of that first thrust. But his fingers didn’t slip free of my pussy. He continued to rub my G-spot deep inside with short, flicking movements. Then something cold and wet dripped between my cheeks, making me jump.
“Relax, angioletto.” Luc’s tempting lips pressed against my lower spine. “You’re going to like this. Trust me.”
I did trust him. But I wasn’t sure what he had planned. And then I felt his thumb brush the sensitive nerve endings between my cheeks, and I froze.
“Mm.” He pressed his thumb against my ass, slowly rotating the pad in the slick fluid. “I forgot how tight you are here. Relax and let me in. I promise it’s going to feel amazing when you do.”
My heart pounded hard in my chest, but the insistent stroke of his fingers made me weak. And the way he was circling that tight bundle of nerves was erotic and dirty and better than I remembered.
Slowly, I relaxed against him, and as he continued to fuck me with his fingers, he slowly pressed his thumb into my ass, breaching the tight ring until I groaned.
“Mm, yes. Just like that,” he said. “Dio, you’re so fucking sexy when you let down your guard with me.”
My cheeks heated. I couldn’t imagine what he was seeing. I didn’t care. Pressing my forehead harder against the comforter, I rocked back into his hands, loving the double sensation, wanting only more. I groaned, arching against him.
“This ass is mine, angioletto.” He leaned over my back and wrapped his hand under my chin, drawing my head up and back so he could breathe hot against my ear. He pumped both his fingers and thumb inside me, making me grunt and groan and push back into him. “One day soon I’m going to sink my cock deep into this ass and feel you come all around me. You know that, don’t you? I’m going to fuck your ass, and you’re going to love every single second of it.”
His dirty words, the way he was touching me—everywhere—it was too much. My orgasm slammed into me, convulsing my body, consuming every cell in a vortex of heat and light I wasn’t prepared for.
Breathing hard, I blinked only to realize my forehead was once again pressed into the sheets. I shifted my sweaty hand against the mattress near my face and felt Luc move in close at my back. His fingers slipped free of my body. Then something cold and wet and solid pressed against my ass where his thumb had just been.
A little of the pleasure faded, and I tensed because as much as I knew I would give him anything he asked for, I wasn’t sure I was ready for that. At least not yet.
“Easy,” he said in a low voice. “It’s not my cock. You’re not ready for that yet. It’s just a plug. Relax and take it in.” He pressed the tip against the crinkled nerves, and I realized he was right. It was cold and gently pointed, and not nearly as big as him—thank goodness.
He pushed, and I breathed deeply, trying to relax as he’d said. The tight ring stretched. I gasped and tensed. His fingers teased my clit, stroking my wetness until I relaxed once more. He pushed again, and said, “That’s it. Dio, that’s hot. I can’t wait until it’s me. Deep breath now, baby, and take the rest.”
He pressed harder, and the tight ring of muscle gave, sucking the toy all the way in. I groaned, feeling completely dirty and loving the odd sensation of being filled that way. And then Luc groaned, and his cock slipped through my wetness. “Cazzo, I can’t wait any longer. I have to fuck you hard, angioletto.”
The thick, blunt head of his erection pressed against my pussy, and I was so wet, he was able to slam deep inside me in one thrust.
He groaned. I gasped. My nerve endings went haywire. It was like nothing I’d ever felt. The double sensation pummeled my G-spot in a way that sparked fire straight into my blood. With the plug in my ass, he felt gigantic in my pussy. So huge I knew as soon as he started moving, I was going to detonate into a million pieces.
“Oh God… Fuck me, fuck me, please fuck me…”
He drew back and shoved in harder. I gasped again at the intense, almost pleasureful pain, then groaned when he did it again and the head of his cock pushed my G-spot against the plug in my ass, sending electrical sparks all through my lower body.
“Fuck, yes… Yes… Don’t stop…” Words tumbled from my lips as I gripped the comforter tight in my fists and met every one of his thrusts, harder and faster than the last.
Luc grunted and plunged deep again and again, his fingertips digging into my hips with every thrust, leaving bruises, I was sure, but I didn’t care.
A frenzy built inside me. A fervor I couldn’t contain. All I could focus on was more. More pressure right there. More heat. More friction. More everything. All I felt was a swelling, roaring, screaming orgasm rushing toward me. One I knew would obliterate any orgasm I’d ever had before.