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"What’s your issue with me?"
"You… you mess with my head, okay? When I look at you, all I want to do is throw myself at you and ask you to fuck me."
His lips twist. "So, you want me to fuck you?"
I take a step forward so I’m toe to toe with him. "What do you think?"
"I think you can have whatever you want; you just have to ask me for it."
"And if I don’t?" I firm my lips.
"But you want to, don’t you?" He drags his gaze to my mouth, and it’s as if he’s touched me there. As if I can feel his breath on my cheek, his big hands on my hips, his tongue inside my mouth, his cock stabbing me where it hurts the most, inside my pussy.
"Just this one time, understand, it’s the last—"
He lowers his head and closes his mouth over mine.
11
Massimo
Finally, fuck! If she’d asked me to leave, I’d have turned and gone… Reluctantly, and probably not without trying to persuade her one last time to change her mind, but I’d have left… Probably. Luckily, she met me halfway, and fuck, if I’m not going to make the most of this opportunity. I grab her under her butt and hoist her up. She instantly throws her arms about my neck and wraps her legs around my waist. I lunge forward until I can brace her weight against the wall. I bite down on that puffy lower lip of hers, which has been driving me mad for the length of the flight. She whimpers, then thrusts her breasts into my chest. The feel of her luscious curves against the planes of my body sends the blood pumping through my veins. A pulse flares to life at my temples, over my eyelids, even in my fucking balls. I shove down the waistband of her yoga pants, and stuff my fingers under her panties. I brush them against her clit, and she groans into my mouth. Fuck me, but she’s so damn wet. I cram my fingers inside her cunt and curve them. She digs hers into my shoulders. I feel her nails through the fabric of my shirt and my cock thickens. "I need to fuck you."
"Yes." She gasps. "Yes, please."
I lower her feet to the ground, then pull a condom from my back pocket. When I glance up, I find she’s already pulled off her yoga pants and her panties. My pants grow so tight, I am sure I’m going to burst out of them.
"Take it out," I growl.
She blinks rapidly, her breathing growing rough. She reaches over and unhooks my belt, lowers my zipper, then shoves down my pants and boxers. My cock springs free. Her pupils dilate, and her breathing hitches. She stares at my shaft like she wants to worship it.
"On your knees."
"What?" She jerks her chin up and her gaze clashes with mine. Her green eyes are stormy. There’s a stubborn tilt to her jaw.
"Get. On. Your. Knees." I glare at her.
She pales, then squeezes her thighs together.
"Now, Via."
She huffs, then drops to the floor and reaches for my dick. Without taking her gaze off of mine, she closes her mouth around my cock and sucks.
"Cazzo!" I dig my fingers into her hair and tug. She moans around my shaft, and the vibrations travel all the way to my balls. She squeezes them and the blood drains to my groin. The pressure at the base of my spine grows, and goddamn, I don’t want to come without her. I release her hair, only to wrap my fingers around the base of her neck. I coax her off my cock, then pull her up. I press my mouth to hers and taste myself on her palate. It’s the confluence of me and her which drives me to the edge. I release her, only to tear the condom from the wrapping. She takes it from me and slides it over my shaft. I grab her under her butt again and perch her on the counter. I plant my hips between her legs, hook my arms under her knees and push them up. For a second, I stare down at her exposed flesh. Unable to stop myself, I drop to my knees and lick her from slit to clit. She throws her head back and keens. The sound goes straight to my cock. Straightening, I press my forehead against hers. Then I’m inside her.
She gasps, her entire body one rigid line of want. The heat in the space ratchets up, and a bead of sweat slides down my temple.
"Ma…ssimo," she stutters. Her pussy clamps down on my cock, and my balls tighten. I wrap my fingers around her throat and squeeze just hard enough for her to open her eyes. And there it is. That ever-present connection between us deepens, stretches, and thrums with the kind of electricity that raises the hair on my forearms. The muscles of my shoulders bunch, and my thighs harden. I pull out, then slam into her again with enough force for my balls to slap against her inner thighs. Wet squelching sounds fill the space as I stuff myself inside her again and again. Every time I sink into her, her shoulders hit the back of the cubicle. I slide my other hand behind her head to protect her, then hold her in place with my grasp on her neck as I fuck her in earnest. I increase the pressure on her throat, and she curls her fingers around my wrists and digs her fingernails into my skin as she holds on. She opens her mouth and I thrust my tongue between her lips, drinking from her, sucking on her tongue. I pound into her again, bottoming out inside her.
Her entire body jolts. Her hold on me loosens. That’s when I release my grip. With a wheeze, she draws air into her lungs. Her mouth opens in a soundless cry as she shatters. Moisture bathes my cock as I lunge into her one last time and empty myself into her. Specks of black pepper the sides of my vision. I plant my hand on the mirror next to her face, press my cheek next to hers, and struggle to draw in a breath. We stay that way, unmoving, my heart racing in my chest, my pulse still pounding as I come down slowly.
I pull back to peer into her face, but her eyes are closed as aftershocks ripple down her body. I cup her cheek, dragging my thumb across her lips. "You okay?"
"You’re a bastard," she says in a low voice.
"Oh?"
"I didn’t give you permission to choke me—"
