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“Hmm?”
Another pinch.Ouch!
“Did you touch yourself today?” He enunciates each word, his accent sexier and thicker than ever. “Did you fuck this pussy—mypussy today?”
“Mm-hmm…yes.” My eyes have closed and my lips are pressed together as I concentrate on the feeling of his thick fingers and pretend it’s his even thicker cock.
He gives me another unexpected pinch. The sharpest one yet. My pussy aches and creams all at once. His other hand clamps on my throat and he brings our faces close enough for our noses to touch. His breath tickles my lips as he growls, “Didn’t I tell you to keep your eyes open? On me.”
“Yes…ahh…yes.”
“Then fucking do it.” His fingers slide inside me, still rubbing circles along my clenching walls. “Tell me how. I want to know how you fucked yourself.”
“Ooh,” I moan, shuddering as he inserts a third finger, opening me up wider. The stretch feels so magnificent I begin to feel like I’m floating. My walls tremble with me, gripping at each finger in a wanton beg for more. “I…I was in the shower.”
“And what did you do in the shower?”
“I sat on the bench and put the showerhead to my p-p-pussy.”
His pace goes from slow to fast and forceful. His thumb strums my clit and his fingers pump into me, making it impossible to concentrate on anything else. It’s harder and harder to form a sentence. Even a thought. I rock my hips against him, hoping for mercy. For him to put me out of my misery and make me come.
“Did you get off?” He kisses me tenderly on the throat. The exact opposite of the fingers working into me. The contrast has my brain even more muddled. I almost close my eyes but remember his rules.
Wanting to be his good girl, I don’t take my eyes off him and moan like the shameless putty I am when we’re fucking. A quick smirk flitters across his hardened features, and he kisses me again. This time open-mouthed with tongue.
“I…I worked my pussy with the showerhead…but it didn’t…it couldn’t…ahhh.”
“It couldn’t what?”
“Get me off!” I shriek, riding his hand. I’m so damn close. Sooo close to pleasure exploding from my core.
But before I can be rewarded, his hand is gone. I’m thrown for a second by the sudden absence in my aching pussy. Even keep rocking against air for a whole extra second. His gaze smolders as he brings his hand up and tastes me on his fingertip.
“Mmm…delectable. Like honey.”
He sticks his juice-coated fingers past my lips. I take them into my mouth, sucking on them, and savoring my sweet taste. He’s right—Idotaste like honey.
“Gio, please,” I whine. I’m on the brink of fucking sobbing. “Please just…”
“What? Just what, Falynn?” he growls.
“Fuckkk meee!” I yelp as he grants my wish in record time.
What happens next is a blur. His belt clanging. His hand clenching around my arm. He spins me around back to front, flips my skirt up over my bare ass, and slams into my pussy from behind. The brute force of his body crashing into mine knocks me against the humongous window. I’m pressed against the glass, helpless and delirious as he begins his assault on my body.
His hands clench either hip, fingers digging into my flesh as he holds me in position. The room fills with our skin slapping against each other. I treasure every second of the moment I’ve been waiting all day for. The fullness he brings me after a long, grueling day spent empty.
“Take off that shirt. Take your tits out,” he pants. His hips slap against my ass for every hard thrust he gives.
I keep one flattened along the glass for some leverage. The other I use to strip off my blouse. When he discovers I’m not wearing a bra—just like how I didn’t wear panties today—another thunderous growl rumbles from his throat.
He ruts into me so hard, my body wobbles unsteadily. But his grip on me is as stable as ever. My body matches him thrust for thrust.
I have no choice but to gaze out at the glittering city lights that is Vegas at night. Down below thousands of tourists wander the world-famous street. All it takes is for one of them to glance up to the Vittoria’s penthouse floor. We’re in plain sight up against the massive window as Gio spears into me and I flash my breasts to the city.
Anyone can look up at any second and see us fucking. The thrill excites me, eliciting a shiver down my spine. My pussy tingles too, still squeezing Gio’s cock with its viselike grip. I know it drives him just as wild. I can hear it in his ragged breaths as he fucks me.
One hand remains on my waist while the other grips my shoulder. He slams into me harder than ever, tapping new depths in my pussy. We’re a couple of loose cannons on a short fuse as we pant and moan and rock.
My orgasm explodes from within. I release a scream and buck against him. Orgasmic shocks shoot off from the thousand nerve endings in my pussy, sparking through the rest of my body. I toss my head back and I scream at the top of my lungs loud enough for every person in the Vegas metropolitan area to hear. For them to know I’ve been fucked, and I’ve been fucked well.
Gio follows me, finally sating my pussy. His cum pours into me, coating my walls. He continues his thrusts until they grow shallower and shallower, and he pulls out. My folds are still tingling, dripping with his cum. He whirls me around again in another dizzying spin, squeezing my breasts in his large hands. The glass is cool against my bare spine as he crushes his lips to mine.
“Get in the bedroom,” he says in a low, commanding tone. “Facedown, ass up.”
It’s official. I’m a goner for real.
