Page 224 of Marcello

He couldn’t get out another word, because I physically launched myself at him, grabbed his face, and kissed him hard.

He kissed me back, then finally pulled away. “What was that for?”

“Because you saved me,” I whispered.

I undid the towel around his waist so it fell away.

His cock was already half-erect. Freed from the wet cloth, it kept getting harder, heartbeat by heartbeat.

Without saying anything more, I straddled him, lifted the hem of my dress, and positioned myself above his cock. Just like the night in the church, I wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“Take me,” I whispered.

He stared at me, his eyes confused –

But he didn’t have to be told twice.

He reached down with one hand –

Angled his cock so his head was pressing between my pussy lips –

And I lowered myself down on him.

I was already wet. It was like once the numbness wore off, all my emotions came roaring back –

And they were mostly love and intense want.

It was primal. I couldn’t explain it, other than I had to have him inside of me.

I moved up and down, wetting his head with my juices…

Then took a couple of inches more before withdrawing…

And kept at it until he was all the way inside me.

Then we fucked like animals.

He kissed me savagely.

I bucked my hips back and forth, grinding his cock inside of me. I wanted pleasure for myself, but I wanted it even more for him.

He pulled at the top of my dress, and I let him slip it down to my waist. Then he quickly undid my bra and started squeezing my breasts as he bit my neck.

The entire time, I kept bucking my hips, feeling every inch of him deep inside me.

My first orgasm came hard and quick.

It didn’t last as long as usual, but it was incredibly intense. I kept grinding his cock inside me, deeper, harder –

But before I was finished coming, he lifted me off his shaft.

“No!” I protested –

Only for him to throw me down on the bed on my back –

Get on top of me –

And slip back inside me with one single stroke.