“Lay down, baby, middle of the bed.” He instructed.
She obeyed once more, closing her eyes once she had settled.
“What are you thinking?” His voice was low and reassuring in the darkness she’d created.
“I’m exposed.” She whispered, lying naked in bed.
“Exposed to me.” He murmured, sounding pleased. “So brave for me, letting me see you like this. Trusting me, letting me take care of you.”
Sabrina’s eyes opened at his cajoling tone, and she watched as he climbed over her, kneeling over her waist, his exposed cock pulsing against her puffy slit, nothing touching her where she wanted it; nothing touching her where sheneededit.
“I want you to reach up above you and hold on to the bars of the bed. Can you do that, baby?”
Sabrina followed the instruction, shakily raising her arms above her to grip onto the metal bar of the daybed above her.
Cesare bent over, rewarding her with a kiss when she obeyed, nipping gently at her bottom lip, demanding entry.
Cesare spread out on top of her, resting the bulk of his weight on his elbows, planted on either side of his tesoro. He threaded his fingers through her hair to cradle her head in the palms of his hands.
Sabrina softly gasped at the feeling of his naked chest against hers, and the sensation of warmth blanketing her soul and seeping into her bones. She blinked furiously against tears that suddenly welled.
Cesare watched it all unfold on her face as he ground against her, his cock pushing against her clit. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her neck as he kissed a trail down her flushed skin.
“Mine.” He whispered, soothing a hand down her side as it trailed closer to her aching core.
She gasped as his fingers slipped between her legs, his hand large enough to cup her entire pussy and tilt it up towards him. “Just like that.” He murmured before filling her in one smooth motion with two fingers.
Sabrina gasped, arching back as she stretched around him, moaning at the pressure as he thrust in and out of her core.
“Please!” Her voice was soft and husky and unrecognizable as she prettily begged.
“Please what, baby?” Cesare whispered as he nipped at the juncture of her neck and sucked. Hard.
“Cesare!” She gasped plaintively.
He curled his fingers in a ‘come hither’ motion as he continued to bury them as deep as they could go.
Sabrina choked at the new sensation, quivering wide-eyed around Cesare’s much larger fingers. Her senses blurred withpleasure even as something vast and unknown welled up within her. Cesare’s fingers moved directly against the front wall of her dripping cunt, and Sabrina couldn’t, she couldn’t…
“Fuck!” She gasped out and shook her head, her hands coming off the bars above her as her body arched involuntarily.
Cesare made the sweetest, soothing sound as he took both her wrists in one hand and pinned them above her head.
“You can do it, baby.” He encouraged, his voice devastatingly low and tender. “Look at you, pretty girl, taking my fingers so well.”
Sabrina cried out in pleasure once more, arching against his body, pinned beneath his weight, unable to move, unable to do anything but take the pleasure he inflicted on her.
“It’s too much.” She cried. “Please!”
“What’s your color, Sabrina?” He paused.
Sabrina immediately gave a plaintive cry. “Green!” She looked up at him, eyes pleading for more.
Cesare’s eyes darkened with hunger as he looked at Sabrina like he had just learned something new; something important.
“You’re okay, baby.” He gently coaxed. “You can do it.” He increased the pressure on her clit with his thumb and added a third finger into her velvet heat. His long fingers reached further than hers ever could, as he thrust and ground them deep into her tight little cunt.
“Such a brave girl. You just need a little help, baby. Deep breaths for me, that’s it.”
