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She licked the top, his hissing moan music to her ears. Katie licked him all over, loving the manly taste of him. It was like his spicy scent was inside her the more she licked, and she loved it. When she took him into her mouth as far as she could, Antonio let out a long, low groan that had her grinding her core against his leg to ease some of the sudden pressure.
She looked up at him, and his eyes were closed in utter bliss. His fists were twisted in the sheets, his mouth open as ragged gasps came out. She wanted him to look at her, and when she sucked him into her mouth before coming back up to suck hard on his head, she was rewarded.
His eyes opened, and the heat in them burned her. She smiled around his length in her mouth before lowering it again, only to see him toss his head back again.
She felt him in the back of her throat, then she came back up on him, sucking hard as she did, his accompanying groan doing that thing to her core that had her practically riding his shin.
She swirled her tongue around his tip, sliding along the slit before going back down, hollowing her cheeks as she did. He hit the back of her throat again, then went deeper, past her gag reflex. His eyes flew open again, landing on her with a sort of awe in them, and she swallowed.
“Cariño…” he muttered. “I can’t…” His hips were thrusting, and she let him, coming back up once more to swirl her tongue around his tip before going back down. “I’m going to come, Cariño.” It was a warning, a threat, and she moaned her pleasure, wanting to taste him.
That’s when he lost control. It was beautiful. His hands lost traction on the sheets, coming to her head to grip her hair, pulling it painfully, as his hips pistoned upward, shoving his cock back into her throat.
He roared as his body curled around hers, his seed spurting into her throat, filling her mouth with his salty tang.
She took as much as she could, but some spilled and when she thought he would collapse from his exerted energies, instead, he pulled her up his body by her hair.
It stung hard, but it was delicious. His need for her was everything. She followed his tugging, crawling up his body, and he slammed their mouths together, fusing them.
She was lost to him. He kissed her with more than a kiss. It was worshipful, almost. His hands relaxed their hold in her hair, and his kisses turned lazy, and the next thing she realized, he had flipped them so she was on the bottom and he held himself up by his elbows over her.
Breaking the kiss, he looked at her. It was so loving, she nearly wept, but she knew that was misplaced. It had to be something else. Sure, he’d said months ago he’d fallen in love with her, but she’d discounted it as just sex. They didn’t have a foundation for love; that’s why she was here, to see if she could find that.
But the way he was looking at her right now was overwhelming. He opened his mouth to say something, then snapped it shut and buried his head in her shoulder instead, still breathing heavily.
He was so damn warm. His strength surrounded her, made her feel safe. For the first time in what seemed like forever, she was content.
In his arms.
Then he started moving.
He scooted down her body, laying heated kisses on every piece of skin that was exposed. When he got to her breasts, he tugged the oversized t-shirt down, the neck ripping a little bit until her breasts were exposed.
And then he devoured them. His mouth working one over while his fingers toyed with the nipples of the other, she was filled with sensations rocketing around her insides, bouncing off things and making her a complete puddle of goo.
Her hips were out of control, pressing up into his pelvis, rubbing, trying to get some friction somewhere as she arched against him.
She watched him and he seemed so satisfied, his mouth full of her nipple as he sucked it inside, his hot tongue wreaking havoc on her senses, his eyes closed as if he were in heaven while she was being tormented by his actions.
His other hand was so big, his enormous fingers plucking at her nipple, twisting it and tugging, teasing her with what he was doing with his mouth.
Then he looked up at her and grinned, his teeth holding her nipple.
“Please,” she begged him, not knowing what she was begging for. He swapped tits, moving his mouth to the other to resume his torture while his fingers played with the other one.
Her head fell back, her hips arched back up, and a frustrated noise left her throat. It didn’t matter. She wasn’t inside her own body anymore. He was totally in control of her pleasure, and the errant thought that this was some sort of payback hit her.
He was paying her back by torturing her into pleasure for the blow job she’d given him.
As his head finally dipped lower, laving her belly button with his tongue and all the kisses, she decided she’d let him.
Antonio’s head finally moved down as his hands tugged her shorts and soaked panties off before tossing her legs over his shoulders. She watched, the picture a sight she wanted to keep in her memory forever. She reached for his dark hair as he kissed her thighs, each one in turn, sucking the skin into his mouth before giving a soft nibble and then soothing it with his tongue.
Gripping his head by the hair, she tried to move him where she needed, but his eyes on hers stopped her.
There was an inferno in them as he stared at her, daring her to tell him what to do. He hadn’t spoken a word since she hushed his protests with his dick in her mouth, and he’d given over control.
She needed to do the same.
