Page 132 of Marcello

“Are you going to be rough with them?” she asked, almost pleading.

“As rough as you want me to be, baby.”

“I want you to pinch my nipples.”

“I will. I’m going to suck on them, and lick them, and squeeze them hard.”

“What else are you going to do?”

“After you’re good and wet, I’m going to strip you naked… and then I’m going to bend you over the bed with your perfect ass in the air…”

“Ohhhh…” she groaned.

“And I’m going to put the swollen tip of my cock right between your gorgeous little pussy lips…”

“Yeah?”

“…and then I’m not going to do anything.”

There was a pause.

Then –

“WHAT?” she asked in mock outrage.

“You’re going to have to beg me to put it in.”

“Oh God, put it IN.”

“Ask me ‘please.’”

“Please, Romeo, give me your cock – ”

“All of it?”

“ALL of it – I want every single inch of it inside of me – ”

“Then I’m going to sloooowly slide it inside your beautiful little pussy.”

“Oh!” she moaned.

“I’m going to slowly fill you up and stretch out that pretty little pussy…”

“Oh God…” she said, her voice high.

“Until I’m balls-deep inside you…”

“Oh yes…”

“And then I’m going to move inside you, nice and slow, filling you up, over and over… grabbing that perfect ass of yours… then I’m going to start thrusting faster… going deeper and deeper…”

“Fuck… oh fuck…”

My hand slid back and forth over my cock. Pre-cum was leaking out my tip, and I used it to lubricate my hand, getting me that much closer to the glorious feeling of her pussy caressing my cock.

“I’m gonna make you feel so good, baby…” I murmured.

“Are you gonna make it hurt so good?” she asked breathlessly.