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“Yes.” He planted a kiss on my forehead. “Have you been with any other man?”
“No. Just you.”
He inhaled deeply and his chest swelled.
“I’ll take care of you, I promise.” And I believed him. Those were words I wanted to hear from Garon for years.
I nodded to give him permission and he started pushing his length into my body. He kept his word, going slow, almost painfully so, while my muscles remembered and welcomed him back. Without the barrier of my virginity, the contact was much smoother and the discomfort was barely there. After he slid in and out of me for a couple of seconds, all I could feel was pleasure tickling my senses.
“Faster.” I whispered once I got used to him moving inside my body. I wanted more. I desperately wanted another orgasm while holding him close to me.
“You want more, Pina?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me.”
I pushed through the shyness so I could follow his order. “I want to feel you take me hard. Don’t hold back.” It was my last chance to enjoy Garon, and I wanted every part of him, not some restrained version. We both needed it.
“I’m going to leave bruises on your tight pussy,Piccolina, but don’t worry. I’ll kiss them all better.” I got chills thinking about it. “Hold on to me.”
While he intensified the moves of his hips, my hands moved on his back and touched the tensed muscles along his spine. He was so strong, it made me feel protected being here with him, like none of my problems could touch me. It had nothing to do with his name, or the Caputofamiglia, but with his powerful presence.
I tightened the grip of my legs around his body and started kissing his neck. With every thrust, I felt bolder, so finally, I pushed against his shoulders so he would look at me.
“Garon.”
“What is it?”
“I want to be on top.” I said after swallowing the knot in my throat. If I had this one night, I wanted to take everything that I could from it.
“Damn it, Pina.” His low voice vibrated on my skin. With one sharp move, he turned around on his back, taking me with him. “I like this side of you, the one who’s not afraid to ask for what she wants.” And I liked the way it made him look at me.
“Well,” I said while adjusting to straddling him, “what I want is for you to look at me while I ride you.”
“You have all my attention.”
With my knees pinned in the mattress, I pushed myself up and down his shaft. Having control made me much more confident and I used my body to tease him. I moved fast, only to slow down when I felt his muscles tightening underneath me, I rolled my hips and made him moan, and I dragged my nails down his chest to leave deep, red marks behind.
“Do you like it, Caputo?”
“Like?” Garon’s laugh reverberated through me. “You look like the fucking goddess of sex.”
I bit my lip. “Do I?” I was called many things, but goddess was never one of them. “What if I keep you like this all night.” I marked my words with a roll of my hips.
Garon let out a low sound and grabbed me by my hair to bring my face closer to his.
“Just because you’re on top, doesn’t mean you’re in control.” To show me how true his words were, he pushed his hips up and dived deep inside me. I sobbed his name in response. “I’m going to fuck you hard now, because I know you want it, and I’m going to enjoy your tits bouncing in my face.”
I nodded eagerly. Garon started moving inside me, thrusting his hips hard and fast. With every push, I wanted to cry out, but couldn’t because the pleasure was choking me. The orgasm started building up fast, almost too fast, and my entire body started shaking.
When Garon put his mouth on me and sucked on my neck while pushing his cock deep at the same time, I lost it, bucking like crazy to fight the spasms. A warmth installed in my chest and I couldn’t remember ever feeling so good in my life. Garon followed me shortly, taking me harder until he exploded inside me and I held him tight.
We were both sweaty, skin on skin, with our limbs tangled. I put my head on his chest and pushed back the hair draping down my face so I could see him.
Garon’s face was serene and he was looking up into the chandelier hanging from the ceiling, the blue of his eyes finally clearing up.
“My head hasn’t been so quiet in years.” He whispered.
