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‘Gio …’ Her voice was husky and rough. ‘Make love to me.’
Her words hung in the desire-saturated air for a long moment and then Gio wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into him, driving his mouth down onto hers and kissing her so thoroughly she felt dizzy with need.
Valentina was barely aware of Gio undoing her bra so that it dropped to the floor between them. She only came back to her senses when she felt herself being lowered back onto the bed and looked up to see Gio hover over her on two hands, huge and dark and devastating. Shoulders broad, chest wide, hips narrow and lean. And lower, where the trail of very masculine hair ended, jutted his arousal. Valentina’s eyes widened. She could see a pearlescent bead of moisture at the tip of his erection and her lower body clenched in instinctive response to such a display of male virility.
Gio started to press his mouth in a series of hot kisses all the way up from her belly to her ribs. Valentina held her breath. After an achingly long moment she felt him stretch out beside her on the bed and he cupped one breast, before his breath feathered over the distended tingling tip and he drew it into his mouth. The sheer sensation of that torturous delicious tugging sucking heat made Valentina’s hips buck off the bed, her feet desperately searching for anything to dig into.
When Gio’s mouth went to her other breast Valentina was nearly sobbing aloud from the sheer pleasure. She could feel heat gather between her legs, and as if guided there by her mind, Gio
’s free hand gently pushed her thighs apart, as he sought access.
Valentina was too incoherent to stop him. With skilful precision, Gio parted her thighs wider and his fingers found the aching core of her body, fingers stroking and spreading her moist arousal. Valentina’s hands clutched at Gio’s shoulders, fingers digging deep into satin skin, dewed with sweat. Their combined scent, musky and tart with desire, only served to make her feel even hotter.
Gio took his mouth off Valentina’s breast and moved up to her mouth. She met him blindly, tongues lashing together as need mounted. She could feel a tremor run through Gio’s body beside her and had a fleeting sense of just how much he was holding back. As his tongue delved deep into her mouth, his fingers thrust inside her, deeply intimate. It was so sudden and yet shockingly arousing that Valentina gasped against his mouth. Tiny waves and tremors of another incipient orgasm started up and she drew back to look up at Gio in wonder. His eyes were black, molten. No more green flecks.
His fingers slowly started to move in and out. Valentina could feel herself being stretched and on the periphery of the mounting excitement and pleasure was the slight tinge of pain.
‘I want to prepare you … make sure you’re ready for me.’
At that moment Valentina felt Gio’s arousal, heavy against her hip. Long and thick and hard. She sucked in a breath as his words sank in. ‘Oh …’
‘Yes …’ He smiled wryly. ‘Oh …’
As Gio’s fingers picked up pace though, Valentina quickly stopped being able to rationalise anything. Her hands clutched at his shoulders again and her head went back, hips raising of their own accord. She moved them restlessly, seeking something … more.
‘Gio …’ she whispered brokenly. She felt something give inside her. It was a fleeting moment of sharp pain and Gio pulled his hand away. Valentina looked at him, blinking. Her body was still crying out for his touch, despite the pain.
‘Gio?’
Gio moved his body so that he hovered over her now, pushing her legs apart with his hips. She could feel the heavy length of him brushing against her sex. He took himself in his hand and Valentina looked down to see that he’d sheathed himself with protection with no idea of when or where he’d had the wherewithal to do it.
He was running the thick head of his penis along where she felt drenched with desire. So much that it embarrassed her. With that realisation she turned her head to the side, suddenly overwhelmed.
She felt him still and a hand come to her chin, turning her back. His face was etched with desire but also something else that made her quiver: concern.
‘Valentina?’
She took refuge from the tender feeling his concern aroused by focusing on the needs of her physical body. ‘I want you …’
The concern faded from Gio’s face and a stark primality took over. She could feel him position himself, feel his fingers on himself and on her as he slowly fed himself into her, inch by thick inch. The initial sensation was overpowering. Valentina sucked in a breath at the intrusion. This was so much more devastating than his fingers. But even as she thought that, her body seemed to recognise something she didn’t, or trust something she didn’t, and she could feel her muscles opening, admitting entrance.
With a guttural groan Gio took his hand away and rested on both hands over her body. With a hoarse calling out of her name, he thrust deep and hard and sheathed himself in her completely.
Valentina’s eyes opened wide and her chest expanded with the breath she’d drawn in. Her hands were on his biceps where she could feel them quiver under her fingers. He was shaking, or she was shaking; she wasn’t sure which.
She felt impossibly full and impaled, invaded. Gio was looking down at her, that concern edging back. ‘OK?’
Valentina jerkily nodded her head. ‘Please … Gio …’
Slowly he started to move, out … and then back in. His movements within her were so exquisite, bordering between pain and pleasure, that Valentina could only breathe in short gasps, struggling to hang on to whatever control she still had. She felt as if she was in danger of exploding into a million fragments with each long slide of Gio’s body back into hers. And with each stroke, the pain faded to be replaced and eclipsed by pleasure.
Without even realising what she was doing, her feet were digging into the bed beside Gio’s hips; her own were moving restlessly. As if sensing her inner turmoil over all this newness, Gio bent and pressed a kiss to her mouth, tongue stroking along hers for a long moment, soothing but also inciting.
‘Wrap your legs around me,’ he whispered in her ear, ‘and I’ll help you to fly.’
She could feel him find her leg and lift it up over one hip and blindly she lifted her other leg, wrapping both legs around those lean hips, ankles crossed just above his buttocks. He sank even deeper within her and their moans mingled. Valentina could feel his chest hairs scrape her sensitised breasts, making her arch upwards, seeking that contact again.
Gio’s movements became more urgent. He was thrusting so hard and so deep now that Valentina saw stars. And then without any warning at all, her entire body clenched tight before exploding into a million pieces. Valentina gasped, head back, bucking uncontrollably against Gio as he pounded into her, his own release finally stilling that huge body just as he touched the very core of her.
