Page 72 of First Comes Blood


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“Baby,” he murmurs. “Baby, baby, baby.” He laps at me with every word. “Because it’s so delicious to get what I want with just my...” another lick. “Tongue.”

Oh, fuck me, what a tongue.

I’m breathing hard, my chest lifting and falling as everything down there begins to coalesce into something devastating and wonderful. “Vinicius, you—”

But he’s too busy licking me to ask what I’m trying to say. He wraps his hands tighter around my thighs, pressing me open as my pelvis rocks back and forth. My head tosses side to side on the pillow. I need a little more. Just a little more.

“Please, Vinicius.”

But he’s not giving me more. His tongue is just lapping against me, the lightest of licks. He’s deaf to my cries, holding back what I need in favor of drawing out my pleasure until it’s almost agony.

Finally, Vinicius laughs softly and ups the pressure of his tongue. My orgasm slams into me and my back arches up off the bed, head thrown back, mouth open wide in a strangled scream.

I feel Vinicius move up the bed toward me, still between my thighs. Something hot and blunt bumps against my pussy. My body is limp and heavy but I drag my eyes open and look down. I’ve never properly seen a man’s cock before. I barely got a look at Salvatore’s before he was shoving it into my mouth.

I stare at the swollen head of his cock as he grasps the base in his fist and slides the tip through my wet folds. With his heavy, muscular body between my knees, I can’t close my legs.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m not doing anything, kitten.” But his sharp eyes are glinting. The head of him briefly presses into me and then the pressure is gone again. It’s not enough for him to be inside me but a little more pressure and he’d start to penetrate me.

This doesn’t feel like nothing. This feels very...vulnerable.

When I look up, Vinicius’ beautiful eyes are foxlike. “Don’t worry. I’m just imagining what it will be like.”

“What it will be like?”

His mouth tilts in a heated smile.

Fucking me.

“Okay, but you should probably imagine it with your mind, not with your dick.”

He pulses his hips forward and his cocks slides up through my pussy and against my clit. “People do this all the time when they’re not going to have sex.”

My eyes narrow. “That seems unlikely.”

“It’s true. Am I hurting you, my pretty little virgin?”

“Well, no…”

“You can take the whole tip of my cock and it won’t change anything about you and it won’t hurt. Watch.”

He pulls back until he’s right there at my entrance and with a small amount of pressure I feel myself give and stretch around him.

“Vinicius—!” I press my palms against his chest and pant with desire and alarm. The tingling, slippery heat between my legs makes me want to grasp his hips and beg him to slam into me.

His eyes are gleaming and he leans down to lick my lip with his tongue. “See, that doesn’t hurt at all, does it?”

“You’re tricking me into something. I know you are.”

“Your hymen is actually quite far in. I can go even further.”

I inhale sharply as he slips deeper into me and I stretch wider. The stretch starts to burn. “Thisreallydoesn’t feel like we’re not having sex anymore.”

His deep voice is hypnotic. “If we were having sex, I’d be thrusting deep, over and over.”

His hips begin to work against me in a slow rhythm. I watch, wide-eyed, as another quarter inch of his cock disappears inside me. “Yep, you’ve tricked me. Oh fuck, oh god—”

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