Page 61 of Tempting Tessa

Slowing my thrusts, I pull nearly all the way out before sinking back in, giving her time to adjust to the idea. The head of the toy presses against her entrance alongside my cock, and I can feel her tense.

“Relax,” I murmur, leaning down to kiss her.

I work her entrance with the toy, pressing it against my cock as I ease in and out of her tight pussy. The stretch must be intense because she’s gasping, her eyes wide and locked on mine.

“Breathe, baby,” I command, watching her chest rise and fall. “Just fucking breathe and let me in.”

I push a little harder, feeling the resistance as her body tries to accommodate both my dick and the thick toy. The head finally breaches her alongside my cock, and fuck, the pressure is unbelievable.

“Holy shit,” she chokes out, her fingers digging into my forearms hard enough to leave marks. “Fuck, Matteo, it’s so much⁠—”

Her pussy is stretched obscenely around both, the pink flesh gripping us tight. I’ve never seen anything so fucking beautiful in my life—my woman, split open on my cock and her own creation, taking more than she thought possible.

“Look at your greedy cunt,” I tell her, voice rough with lust as I work the toy in deeper. “Fucking swallowing us both. Such a good girl for Daddy.”

She whimpers, a sound halfway between pain and pleasure, but her hips are moving now, tiny little circles like she’s testing the fullness.

“Does it hurt?” I ask, needing to know she’s okay even as I’m desperate to fuck her senseless.

“Yes,” she admits, then gives me a shaky smile. “But in a good way. Like I’m being ruined for anyone else.”

I start a slow rhythm, fucking her with the toy while my cock stays buried deep. Her inner walls clench around us both, so tight it’s almost painful. Sweat beads on my forehead from the effort of holding back, of not just pounding into her like an animal.

“Fuck, you feel incredible,” I groan, watching her face contort with pleasure. “So fucking full of me, aren’t you, stellina?”

She nods frantically, beyond words now. Her tits bounce with each thrust, nipples tight and begging for attention. I lean down and take one in my mouth, sucking hard, and she cries out, her back arching off the bed.

“I’m gonna start moving too,” I warn her, pulling my cock back slightly while keeping the toy buried deep. “Tell me if it’s too much.”

“Please,” is all she manages, her eyes glassy with tears of pleasure.

The friction is fucking insane. Her pussy gripping both of us, my shaft sliding against the smooth surface of the dildo. Every movement has her gasping, her eyes rolling back.

“That’s it,” I growl, picking up speed. “Take us both like the greedy little slut you are for me.”

I’m barely holding it together. The sight of her pussy stretched around my cock and the toy, the wet sounds of her arousal, the way her tits bounce with each thrust—it’s driving me fucking insane.

I angle my hips, making sure my cock drags against her G-spot with each thrust. She’s trembling beneath me, her pussy clenching rhythmically around both intrusions. I can tell she’s close again—her breathing shallow, her eyes unfocused.

“You gonna come for me again?” I demand, fucking her faster. “Gonna come all over my cock and your little toy?”

“I can’t,” she whimpers, but her body says otherwise. Her thighs are shaking, her back arching off the bed. “It’s too much—fuck—I can’t⁠—”

“You can and you will,” I order, reaching down to rub her clit. “I want to feel this tight little cunt squeezing my dick when you come.”

Her eyes lock with mine, full of desperation and need. I lean down, my mouth at her ear.

“Come for me, Contessa. Now.”

Something breaks inside her. Her whole body goes rigid, her pussy clamping down so hard around my cock that I see stars. She screams—actually fucking screams—as the orgasm rips through her, her nails drawing blood on my back.

I lose control. My balls draw up tight, and I’m coming harder than I ever have in my life.

Our orgasms seem to feed off each other, extending the pleasure until we’re both gasping and sweating. I keep moving, shallow thrusts that have her whimpering with oversensitivity, until I’ve given her every last drop.

When I finally still, we’re both breathing hard, our bodies slick with sweat. I ease the toy out first, making her gasp at the sudden emptiness, then slowly I pull back until my dick slips out of her pussy.

I lower my head, unable to resist tasting her again. She’s a fucking mess between her legs—my cum leaking out of her swollen pussy, her thighs slick with our combined juices. She whimpers when my tongue makes contact, sensitive from the pounding I just gave her.