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I watched as he walked away, standing straight, a couple of seconds passing before he returned. Naked. His huge erection bobbing with each step he took. He had something in his hand that I couldn’t make out.
“Did I say you could move?” He asked in a low rumble that settled right between my legs. “I want you back as I left you.”
I shakily leaned against the wall again as he spread my legs with his. I couldn’t help but clench my pussy in the anticipation of what he was about to do to me. What I wanted him to do to me.
Matt hovered over me, not touching, but so close I could feel the warmth of his body radiating onto mine. I wanted to feel all of him, this impasse just increasing my need.
“Tell me what you want me to do, Francesca,” he whispered into my ear, both of his hands resting against the wall, caging me in.
“I want you inside me,” I hissed, my breath hitching in my throat as desire washed over me.
“Like this?” He asked, slowly plunging a finger inside of me, making me gasp both in surprise and pleasure.
“N…No. I need more,” I stuttered, not being able to hide the lust driving through me.
Matt kneeled again, lifting my leg over his shoulder, licking my wet slit all the way up to my sensitive clit, flicking his tongue over it before plunging his tongue inside me. A small hum filled the room before I felt a hard vibration pressing against my clit while Matt's tongue fucked me into oblivion.
“Ahh, Matt, I’m… Oh, God.” I moaned, my mind hazy from the overwhelming assault of pleasure.
“Scream my name, Baby. Leave God out of this.” He groaned before attacking me harder, holding the vibrator on my clit with unrelenting pressure and sending me over the moon. There’s a true difference when someone else is using the damn thing on you. You have no control. There’s no pulling back when the pressure is too intense to handle. But Jesus, was it so freaking hot.
With two fingers, a vibrator, and a bite on my pussy lips, I came harder than I ever had in my entire life.
“Oh, Matt!” I screamed in utter bliss.
All those dreams were piled up, building my orgasm to a thundering apex that made my knees buckle from under me, sending me straight to the ground.
When I opened my eyes, I was kneeling in front of a wide smile.
Fuck he was beautiful, and I wanted nothing more than to return the favor.
“Have I ever told you how beautiful you look when you come?”
“No.” I smiled before kissing him and tasting myself on his lips. “Stand up, Mr. Battaglia,” I ordered after taking a moment to regain my breath. It was my turn to take control. I must have been firm enough because Matt quickly abided.
His huge erection was now standing tall right in front of my face. Beautiful and fucking glorious. I couldn’t wait to taste him and hear his groans of pleasure.
His hand slipped under my chin, making me look up at him. “Are you sure?”
“Very,” I said before licking my lips. I was hungry for him. Starving, in fact.
I stuck my tongue out and licked his shaft from the base to the tip before taking it deep into my mouth. As deep as I’d ever managed because I craved him too much to let a gag reflex hold me back.
“Fuck, Francesca.” He groaned in pleasure as my mouth slowly moved up and down his hard erection. “Look at me.”
Matt’s hand knotted into my hair, angling me to look up as I continued my retribution. I made it a mission to look him in the eye as he bucked his hips to fuck my mouth.
“Jesus, look how beautiful you look with my cock in your mouth, Gattina. Hollow those cheeks for me, let me see you suck me with everything you’ve got.”
I gladly did as he commanded, reveling in the guttural sounds of his pleasure.
I could feel him throbbing against my tongue and hear him panting, grunting, and cursing as I sucked him harder, deeper, and faster. Every single rumble that came out of his throat landed on my clit, as if he was rubbing me there. His pleasure giving me pleasure.
Matt tugged harshly on my hair, making me lose my grip on his cock before he pulled me up to my feet. Backing me into the kitchen, he spun me around, bending me down onto the kitchen island, spreading my legs with his feet and propping my ass out towards him.
“Fuck, I can’t take it anymore.” His voice was strained with desire, and the depth of his tone had me craving more of him. “I need to be inside you right now.”
He plunged a finger into me from behind, bending over me, his body covering mine. His teeth grazed my skin before biting my shoulder as he spread my wetness all over my pussy with his fingers.
