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“You go on the run with condoms and lube?”
I lifted a brow. “You don’t?”
“No. I wasn’t thinking about all the dick I was going to get on Canna when I was packing.”
“You’re not going to get any dick at all if you don’t shut up and take your briefs off.”
That got a half smile out of him, and one of his dimples popped. Molto bello. My chest swelled, but I quickly shoved any of those fanciful thoughts away.
He shoved his briefs down his legs and his hard dick slapped against his stomach. I stared, mesmerized. Madre di dio. It was picture perfect. The kind of girth and length that landed you in porn. “Fuck, Alessio.”
He was already leaking, stretched tight. Eagerly, I reached for him. I stroked a few times, enjoying the sight of my hand on his shaft, until he stopped me, saying, “I’m too close.”
“Then turn over.”
I rose up and Alessio rolled onto his stomach. I raked my eyes over his broad back and trim waist. The tight ass and long legs. Cazzo, he was beautiful.
Leaning down, I kissed the firm globes of his ass. I moved up his spine, pressing soft kisses as I went, pleased when he trembled. I ground my shaft into the cleft of his ass and he pushed back against me.
I bit the shell of his ear. “Do you need to be fucked, Alessio? Do you need me to fill you up?”
“Yes,” he said and let out a long moan as I thrust my hips against him.
“Va bene,” I murmured, and trailed my lips along his neck and over his shoulder. He felt so good beneath me, all needy and eager, his strength and brawn mine to use as I wished. His skin was smooth, and I got lost in the exploration of his shoulder blades, the ridges of his spine. My cock throbbed against him, and I had to fight the urge to take him roughly, without any prep.
Finally, I reached for the lube. I flicked open the cap and moved to my haunches between his splayed thighs. “Look at how gorgeous you are.” Spreading his cheeks, I drizzled the lube down his crack and over his hole. “Your ass is perfect.”
His fingers clenched the sheets when I started to massage him open. Was he nervous? “Relax,” I whispered. “I will take good care of you.”
“It has been . . . a while for me.”
I understood. This wasn’t easy, trusting another person intimately. After a few more circles my thumb slipped into his hot, tight passage and my eyes nearly rolled back in my head. I couldn’t wait to feel this ass strangling my cock. “Oh, fuck. That’s it. Let me inside.”
I stroked his hip and pumped my thumb until he was rocking into the mattress. More lube, then I worked in two fingers. Alessio moved onto his knees and began stroking his cock in time with my hand. A light coating of sweat broke out on his skin and he was so beautiful like this, trusting me. Giving over to me. It felt like a gift I hadn’t earned.
“Principe,” he pleaded, his voice a deep rumble that tugged at my insides.
“Don’t worry. I’m going to give you what you need.” With my free hand I reached for a condom. I handed the foil packet to Alessio and, keeping my fingers inside him, shifted to where he could reach my dick. “Get me ready to fuck you.”
He opened the package quickly, efficiently. The condom went on and I had to grit my teeth at the rough way he handled me. Exactly as I liked, with big calloused hands that weren’t gentle in the least. Then he used lube on me, slicking the latex. “Stop.” I jerked out of his grip. “I need to get inside you.”
Blood whooshed in my ears, my pulse pounding along the length of my cock, as I moved behind him and withdrew my fingers. I lined up at his tight ring of muscle and pushed slowly. The crown slipped in and I couldn’t breathe. Tight. God, so tight.
When Alessio tensed, I smoothed my palms over his hips. “That’s it. Just wait,” I said. “Let me inside. I need to be deep inside. Relax.”
After a few seconds I advanced, sinking further. Invading. He reached to stroke himself, but I smacked his hip. “Not yet. I don’t want you coming so soon.”
He huffed but placed his palm back on the mattress. I began rolling my hips ever so slightly, pulling back and pushing in a little farther each time. It was easy now, and I lost the ability to think. There was just sensation, the need to ride him, to chase my own orgasm. He surrounded me, a perfect fit. Almost like he’d been made for me.
Our hips met and Alessio writhed restlessly beneath me. Muttering, cursing in a dialect I recognized as Sicilian. He was Sicilian? I wouldn’t have guessed.
Though my body was screaming for friction, I couldn’t help but order, “Beg me.”
He didn’t hesitate. “Ti prego. Scopami forte.”
The words lit a spark inside me. I grabbed his hips in both hands and began thrusting hard. His body rocked against mine, and I lost myself in the back and forth, the drag of his hot passage along my length. Fuck, he felt so good. “This is what you needed, no? This is why you followed me in that nightclub, because you wanted my dick. You’re a slut for it, aren’t you?”
He moaned and I changed the angle slightly. He shouted as I found his prostate. I closed my eyes and tried not to come. “That’s it, right there. That is the perfect spot.”
