“Yeah? Well I feel like you’re the best thing I’ve ever had in my life, and I’m not moving until you look at me.” He fired back immediately. He then shuffled, and in the silence that followed, cleared his throat uneasily. “I’m sorry. If you’ve hit a limit and you want space, I will give you space. But I don’t think that’s what you want, or what you need.”
“What exactly do you think I need?” Sabrina asked, arms crossed, eyes reluctantly lifting to meet Cesare’s gaze. She arched a brow.
“To be held, for one.” He answered sincerely.
Sabrina closed her eyes for a brief moment, feeling like the air had just been knocked out of her. To her frustration, she could feel tears beginning to well.
She looked up at Cesare with a fire in her eyes that only amplified the unrestrained need in her expression; a need to be known and seen, and lovedby him.
Cesare wrapped his arms around her, holding her firmly to his chest. He made a shushing sound as he ran his fingers through her hair, as if he were taming a wild filly. She let out a ragged sigh and lifted her head to meet his blue-eyed gaze. Cesare kept his hips conspicuously distanced from hers.
“There she is.” He coaxed, his dimple showing as he gave her a soft smile.
Sabrina tilted her head up, pressing her lips to his once more. She let out a soft sigh when he returned the kiss, reaching up to comb her fingers gently through his hair.
The Italian man in her arms melted. With a groan, he pulled away from her mouth and rested his head on her shoulder, sighing as her nails affectionately scratched his scalp. He made a low rumbling sound in the back of his throat when her thumbs rubbed circles around his temples. “Fuck.” He swore, drawing the ending of the word out long and low.
“I want you.” She whispered as her fingers continued to seduce his nervous system. “I want this.” She continued. “I may be new to this, but I want to see where this goes. I just need you to help me.” She admitted. “To show me what to do.”
“Oh, I fully intend to.” He muttered as he nipped teasingly at her neck and then placed a soothing kiss on the same spot.
His cock throbbed, and he groaned as he adjusted himself in his trousers. Sabrina watched with open curiosity.
“Have you seen a cock before, baby?” He asked.
Wordlessly, Sabrina shook her head, and her wide eyes made Cesare feel like the world’s biggest pervert.
Sabrina ran a hand down his chest, pausing at the waist of his trousers. She looked up, eyes meeting his, as her hand drifted further down and pressed over the clearly defined bulge beneath her hand.
Cesare groaned, grinding into Sabrina’s touch, resting his forehead against hers. “You want to see it, baby, don’t you?”
Sabrina swallowed thickly and nodded.
Cesare nodded approvingly. “Unzip my pants, tesoro.”
With hands that shook slightly, Sabrina followed the instruction, looking back up at the sight of black boxer briefs. Cesare leaned in, kissing her softly on the lips, and tugged at the briefs. Sabrina looked down, eyes widening when the tip of his cock suddenly peeked up at her, large, bulbous, and glistening slightly.
“All the way.” Cesare instructed, his tone low and husky.
Sabrina obeyed, taking a bated breath at the full sight of him springing from his pants. He was long and thick, pointing straight out at her. He wasmassive.Sabrina was unsure she’d be able to wrap her hand all the way around his thickness, much less fit him inside of her.
“Can I touch it?” Sabrina asked, almost giggling at how silly the question sounded out loud. She looked up at Cesare, her heart skipping a beat at the heat in his gaze.
“Give me your hand.” He answered. Cesare took her hand in his, and Sabrina watched wide-eyed as he wrapped her smaller fingers around his length. She bit her lip as she confirmed shecould not, in fact, fully wrap her hand around the girth of his cock.
Sabrina curiously stroked his soft skin, gently squeezing around him. Cesare’s chest rumbled as he slid her hand up and down, guiding her into a rhythm.
“If you go a little further down,” He instructed, guiding her hand to the weight of his balls. “The underside is…” Anything Cesare meant to say disappeared as Sabrina gently held and squeezed the way he’d palmed her breasts earlier. “Fuck.” He ground out, voice husky with pleasure.
“Like that?” Sabrina murmured, paying rapt attention to the task at hand, watching his response based on the pressure and pacing of her movements.
“Just like that, tesoro. So fucking good.” He nodded.
A shudder went through Sabrina’s body at the praise, and she alternated attention between his heavy cock and the sensitive sack just below it. The sounds he was making made her blood heat and core pulse. Sabrina placed a kiss on Cesare’s chest. “I want to suck it.” She whispered, eyes twinkling with curiosity. “Show me how?”
Cesare shook his head with a pained noise, pulling back just enough to run his hands along the front of her pants. “We need to ease you into this, baby.” He whispered.
Sabrina couldn’t help the pout that formed on her lips and sighed, furrowing her brow. She stroked his thick cock, becoming more and more aroused from his reaction to her touch. She was still trying to figure out how a cock that she couldn’t fully wrap her fingers around was going to feel inside of her. How the hell was this supposed to fit?
