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“Oh, you’re dying for me to relieve this ache in your pussy, aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
“That’s too bad.” He rips my panties free and then glides his fingers back and forth through my wet center, never quite reaching where I need him to touch me most. It’s an accelerant on the fire burning in my sex.
Out of the blue, Luca grabs ahold of my hair and pulls me against him, so my back is to his chest. He’s not overly aggressive. It feels like he’s trying to be dominant, withoutcausing any pain or alarm. I bite the inside of my cheek at the thought.
My gentle dom.
Even the slaps against my backside seem purely to get me riled up. “On your knees, Principessa.”
From this angle, I can see his hungry eyes staring down at me. I’m so turned on right now, I’d give him almost anything. As he lets my hair free, I rotate to face him and drop to my knees as directed.
“Fammi un pompino.”
I groan hearing his words. I really should ask him what he’s saying, but it never feels like it’s the right time for that. And it’s so damn hot, I’m not sure I want to let the English translation change my mood.
“Hike your skirt up for me and spread your legs. I need to see that glistening pussy.”
Jeez. When his English sex talk is this hot, who cares what he’s saying in Italian. His words are like verbal lube.
I do as I’m told and look up obediently to see his nostrils flare. He reaches for his zipper and makes quick work of pulling out his thick dick. As he strokes it in front of me, the sight of his veiny length causes me to moan before I can stop myself. His long, hard cock hangs so closely to my mouth I instinctively lick my lips. Now apparently, it’s his turn to moan.
“Open your pretty mouth.” He directs as he gives his swollen shaft another firm tug. A drop of pre-cum sits precariously at the tip. My restraint is seriously being tested here.
“Can I touch you?”
“Yes.”
Reaching up to stroke him, I dart my tongue out to taste him. His head drops back, and he bucks his hips forward. Swirling my tongue around the head of his cock as I grip him, I revel in the noises he’s making. It sounds as if he’s starting to come undone.
“Succhiami il cazzo.” His words come out on a growl.
Okay, I’m dying to know. Pulling back slightly, I ask, “What?” My hand stays wrapped firmly around the base of his cock as my tongue teases the underside of his crown.
He lifts his brow as if questioning me. Is he wondering why all of a sudden, I’m curious about his words? Or is he reprimanding me for speaking when he’s pretending to be this overbearing, dominant lover?
“I love when you talk to me in Italian, Luca. It usually doesn’t feel like the right time to ask you to translate the sweet nothings you say to me. Then afterward, my mind is fried, and I forget how to speak.” I snicker and flick my tongue along the underside of his crown again.
He smiles down at me, reaching to stroke my cheek. “I know, Cucciolotta. I love that I can make you come faster by talking to you in my native tongue.” He pulls his hand back from my cheek, moving it to stroke my hair. “But there’s nothing sweet about what I say to you.”
“Oh.”Jeez. There went my face again. Here I thought he was telling me how beautiful I was. What a good lover I am.“What did you just say?”
Again, he smirks, crooking one brow toward his forehead. “I told you to suck my cock.”
I groan, sliding my mouth down the length of him. Thank goodness my eyes close, as they’re probably rolling back in my head. It appears it doesn’t matter what language his sweet and spicy nothings are spoken in. Whether in American or Italian, they push me closer and closer to the finish line.
“Dimmi che sei la mia puttana,” he grunts.
My legs tighten at his words, my core relentlessly pulsating with need. With each pass down his rigid length, I try to breathe through my nose and take him further back into my throat. But he’s so big.
He thrusts forward, causing my eyes to water. I try to ignore how I must appear to him right now. “Fuck, you look beautiful with those plump lips wrapped around my cock and tears in your eyes from taking so much of me.”Oh.Guess he likes what he sees.He groans. “Such a good girl.”
His words make me suck harder, bobbing up and down on him.
“Play with your pretty pussy.”
Spreading my legs wider, I gratefully comply. I’m so turned on it’s almost painful.
