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Reaching down, he grasped each cheek and spread himself open. I moved lower, until I was on my knees behind him. I dragged my nose over his balls, letting the musky smell of him fill my lungs.
Already he was panting, his big body trembling. I liked having him at my mercy. Now I wanted to make him feel good.
I swiped my tongue over his hole—and he jolted. “Porca puttana!”
I hummed in satisfaction. There were so many nerve endings back there. I planned to electrify all of them, drive him out of his skull until he was begging me.
My tongue fluttered, long swipes then short ones. Giulio’s back bowed and he moaned. “Oh, dio mio. Sì, sì, sì. More, assassino.”
I pressed harder, swirling, opening him up with my tongue. He cursed and shook, the sounds from his mouth growing louder. I didn’t let up. Instead, I used the tip of my tongue to shove inside him, invading.
“You are killing me.”
I kept going. His sounds grew louder, more desperate. He was humping the mattress, rolling his hips, so I had to hold him down. I didn’t want him to come before I was ready.
Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. My cock was leaking and I needed to fuck. “Do you want me, amore? Do you want my dick inside you?”
“I don’t know if I can, but let’s try.”
Quickly, I found the lube in the drawer of the nightstand and drizzled the cool liquid down his ass crack. “Keep yourself spread for me.”
I used my fingers to slick his skin. Then I slipped my thumb inside him. Tight heat enveloped me and we both exhaled sharply. “I can’t wait to put my dick in here,” I whispered, twisting my thumb.
As I stretched him open, I studied the tattoos on his broad back, the way his hips and waist tapered in. The firm globes of his ass. My chest squeezed until I could hardly breathe. He was perfect . . . and he was mine.
I pulled my thumb out and replaced it with two fingers. His back arched, his body tensing. “Relax,” I said. “Give yourself over to me.”
I curled my fingers, seeking. When I brushed his prostate, he gasped. “Cazzo! I felt that in my toes.”
Humming with satisfaction, I did it again. And again. I wanted to make him feel so good.
I kept going, teasing and rubbing, until a light sheen of sweat coated his skin and he was whining into the pillow. “Do it. Hurry,” he panted over his shoulder.
Still giving orders. I purposely slowed my fingers, drawing out his torture. “I won’t fuck you until you beg me.” I added a third finger. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, principe. And you’re going to love every minute of it.”
He whimpered. “Please, Alessione.”
“That is what I want to hear.” I kissed the small of his back as I withdrew my fingers. After slicking my cock, I lined up and slowly pushed against his tight hole. The head slipped in and he sucked in a breath. I ran my palms over his legs and hips, soothing him. “Shh. I’m not going to hurt you. I’ll never hurt you. Just breathe.”
I held perfectly still, letting him adjust. I knew from experience this wasn’t always easy, and I wanted him to enjoy it. I wanted him to feel safe with me.
I dragged in a deep breath to get myself under control. It had been ages since I’d fucked anyone—even longer since it had been a man. I’d forgotten how snug, how hot. It was absolute heaven.
And I’ve wanted it with this particular man for so long.
“Do you want to stop?” I whispered.
“No.” His muscles trembled, his cheeks flushed. “But hurry up.” He rocked his hips and tried to bring me deeper.
I held him still. “Wait. Slow down.”
I wouldn’t rush this and risk causing him pain. Instead, I clutched him and sank in a centimeter at a time. Whenever he tensed, I paused to kiss his back and caress him until he relaxed. Over and over we did this until I was fully seated. Then I was inside him, his channel clamping down on me, and it was like everything I’d ever dreamed.
I closed my eyes and prayed for strength. Cazzo, it was too good. I wouldn’t last five minutes.
He shivered and I frowned. “Are you okay? We can stop if it’s too much.”
“No, don’t stop. Fuck! I can feel you everywhere. You have to move.”
