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She winds what feels like elastic around my wrists. I was right; she did take off her bra. Right now, her breasts must be free as she bends over me. Her flesh must jiggle as she unbuttons my shirt and pulls the lapels apart. She runs her palms down my pecs, and goosebumps scatter over my skin. She drags her fingers down to my stomach, to where we’re connected. She wraps her fingers around where my cock is embedded inside hear and circles it. Every part of my body goes on alert. All of my attention is focused on where she drags her fingernails across the root of my shaft. Sweat pops on my forehead and I grit my teeth.
"Cazzo!What are you doing?"
"Getting to know my husband’s body, of course." She slides down my thighs so I slip out of her, then pulls my pants down. I raise my hips, allowing her to shove them down to my knees. Then I sense her rise to her feet, the rustle of clothes over skin, the slight disturbance in the breeze, followed by the sound of clothes hitting the floor. She took off her clothes? She must be completely naked. My balls tighten. The blood rushes to my groin. My speculation is confirmed when she straddles my thighs again. Her bare skin brushes against the outside of my legs. Then, she leans forward and wraps her lips around my erect shaft.
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Jeanne
His body bucks. A growl rumbles up his chest, and his dick throbs inside my mouth. He’s so big that my fingers don’t meet around his girth. His thickness stretches my lips. I slide my mouth down to take more of him inside.
"Fuck!" He bangs his head against the floor. "Fuck, fuck, fuck."
A hot sensation fills my chest. A thrum of power licks my blood. So, this is how it feels to be in control. No wonder he’s addicted to it. No wonder I’m addicted to the taste of him, the scent of him, the feel of his velvet skin wrapped around the steel of his cock. I curl my tongue around his length, and he growls. I squeeze the root then swipe my fingers up and his thighs harden. I’ve never gone down willingly on a man before, but with Luca, the fact that I can reduce him to this needy, wanting mass of muscles is a high like I’ve never known. I lower my chin and take him all the way down my throat.
"So warm, so tight.Cazzo. You’re killing me, Angel."
I glance up to find the veins on his throat stand out. His jaw is so hard, I know he’s grinding his molars together. The planes of his chest stand out in relief, the valley between his pecs even more pronounced. His shoulders heave. Heat rolls off of him, and the tension is so thick in the air that it weighs me down, pushing down on my shoulders. Without taking my gaze off of him, I bring my other hand up to squeeze his balls.
"Fucking, fuck." He rams his joined hands down into the floor. The vibrations shudder across the surface, up my legs. My pussy spasms. Moisture bathes my insides. I begin to suck him off in earnest. I pull back until the crown of his cock is poised between my lips, then take him down my throat again. And again. The third time, I drag my teeth delicately across the sensitive slit at the top.
His back shoots off the ground.
"Maledizione,"he growls.
My mouth hurts from how long it's been stretched around his thickness, but I don’t give up. I redouble my efforts as I slurp on him, bob my head, and hum around his length. Again and again and again.
"You take my cock so greedily, my Angel. You’re gorgeous. Such a beautiful slut. Such a hungry whore you are, my wife."
Jesus, Mary and Joseph. That’s filthy and dirty and so wrong. And every part of me responds to his sordid words. My breasts ache. My stomach bottoms out. My pussy hurts so fiercely, I almost give in to the need to sink down onto his thick length. Not yet. I need to make him come. Need him to give himself up to me the way he’s made me surrender to him so many times now.
I slick up my finger with saliva, then slide it inside his forbidden hole and brush his prostrate.
His hips freeze, and the muscles under his skin coil so hard, I wonder if they’re going to snap. His shaft grows impossibly big in my mouth, then with a roar, he pumps his pelvis up, and empties his load down my throat.
He keeps coming for so long, his cum fills my mouth, overflows my lips, and drips down my chin to plop onto his thighs. And still, he keeps coming. I swallow down the evidence of his arousal and continue to lick him off. When he finally collapses, his body is covered in sweat. The flesh between my legs is so sensitive now, I’d need only a touch to come, myself. I lick the cum from his dick, then crawl up his body and fit my mouth to his. Instantly, he closes his lips around mine and sucks on my tongue, and the taste of him, combined with the remnants of his cum, is so heady, so potent, that my head spins.
He tears his mouth from mine, and brings his still-bound arms down so he’s imprisoned me inside of them. He holds me so close that my breasts are crushed into his chest, and he takes control of the kiss. He kisses me so deeply that all the breath seems to be sucked out of me. He kisses me with so much feeling that my heart feels like it's going to burst. He kisses me with so much emotion that every cell in my body seems to fill up with what he’s conveying to me. That he wants me, needs me, loves me, will never allow anything to happen to me again. That he’s sorry for what he did, that he’ll never let me go again. When we finally break apart, I’m panting. Unable to hold my head upright anymore. As if he senses it, he flips us over so he’s poised over me.
"I guess blindfolding and tying you up isn’t enough to stop you from taking control."
"I don’t need to see you. I know my way around your body, Angel." He slides down between my legs until his mouth is poised over my pussy. He brings both of his big palms around my breasts and squeezes. Ripples of pleasure tear through me. My nerve endings spark. Then he buries his face between my legs and suckles on my clit.
The vibrations shriek up my spine. I bury my fingers in his thick hair and tug, and lock my thighs about his neck as he eats me out. I’m so turned on that, within seconds, my orgasm crashes over me. He licks up my cum, washes my slit with his tongue, before he pushes up to loom over me.
"I need to be inside you. I want to come in your pussy. Want to feel you flutter around my cock as you milk me," he growls against my mouth.
"Do it." I reach up to untie his restraint. He shrugs it off, and tears my T-shirt from around his eyes. That blue gaze of his snaps on me and I’m caught. He reaches between us, and positions his cock at my slit.
"I love you. I will love you until the day I die. I will never let anything happen to you, Angel. And I promise I’ll never hurt you or cause you pain ever again. You are my life, my heart, my breath, my home. Without you, I am nothing. You are the only thing that makes my life worth living. I’ll set the whole world on fire to protect you."
Oh, my god. I think I’m going to cry. I swallow back the tears that crowd behind my eyes.
"And you are hotter than Emmett Richmond. Not as hot as Bruiser Woods, but definitely hotter than Emmett." I clear my throat.
"Eh?" He blinks. "Who’s that?"
"Emmet Richmond is Elle Woods’ boyfriend who she ends up marrying in Legally Blonde 2, and Bruiser is Elle Woods’ Chihuahua."
