I cling to him with tears in my eyes, but instinctively I know what I need next, and as Lorenzo pulls from me, Emilio is there to take his place.
My body goes through the same motion again of stretching to accommodate Emilio.He kisses me so tenderly as he brushes my hair away from my face and soothes my swollen lips with his thumb, and all the while he seats himself deeply inside me.
When he withdraws and Marcello replaces him, my body has developed a proper greed for them.I don't let Marcello go slow.I capture him quickly and hug him to me until he grasps my wrists, places them above my head, and, as he looks down between our bodies, he withdraws and pushes inside me again.And again.His rhythm sets my pulse on fire, and soon I want to come.
"Come all around my cock,tesoro," he says, and I do, the same moment as he does.Dear god, having Marcello come inside me is pure ecstasy, but I'll only feel complete when Lorenzo and Emilio do the same.
They don't keep me waiting.Taking possession of my body until I come, until I've soaked their cocks with my wetness, and they soak me with their cum.
The rest of the afternoon and the whole of the night is a blur of bliss.They take me over and over again, bathe me, feed me, and then make me come again.In their mouths, on their fingers, around their cocks.
By the time the sun rises the next day, I wonder if the potion has worn off and my pumpkin awaits.
Chapter Eleven
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Isabella
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Isneak out of theirpenthouse before they can confront me again.Everything is going to look a lot muddier when the potion wears off, and I wouldn't want to be around when that happens, coward that I am.
Back in my own apartment, I don't know quite what to do with myself, so I wander to my kitchen to see if I can feed my feelings something sweet and decadent.
"Grandmother, what are you doing here?"I shout, nearly paralyzed with shock.
As if she were a ghost, she seemed to materialize out of nowhere.One minute I'm taking a nap after a very long shower, after spending over eighteen hours with Lorenzo, Emilio, and Marcello in their bed with their cocks inside me; the next, my grandmother is in my apartment, sitting in my living room, impatiently tapping her cane.
Wait, how did she get into my apartment in the first place?
"Have you received a proposal yet from one of the new owners of the Onyx?"she asks in her usual clipped tone.No pleasantries at all.
"I have not," I say before I could give myself some time to think about a strategy.Crap.What did I just say?It was the wrong answer.
"I mean, I'm working on it."
