Page 58 of Under the Influence


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Our lips are only inches apart from each other, and before I have a chance to say anything, his mouth comes down on me hard.

His faint stubble providing friction against my skin, each kiss more dominant and intoxicating than the last. His fingers push into my already wet pussy one by one, probing deeper a little each time as I writhe powerlessly underneath him.

“Tell me you’re on the pill,” he says, suddenly looking up.

“No,” I say truthfully.

“I thought your Ma would have sorted all that shit out.” He sighs exasperatedly.

“We don’t have those types of conversations, so just use a condom. There’s a stack in the bedroom stand, I checked.”

“Fine, but you’re going on the pill as soon as we get home. I’m not using a condom with my wife.”

“Should I be honored?” I smirk.

“Yes, I’ve never done that with anyone. Ever.”

I nearly ask about Keira but think better of it. He pulls on the condom and lines himself up against me.

“Tell me, if I’m too rough with you. Sometimes I get a little caught up in the moment,” he says, leaning down on me with his elbows propped up on either side of me.

“Okay.” I feel him push slowly inside me, the pain I can only describe as the feeling of an elastic band being pulled and then released.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.” He groans as he pulls out then pushes back again slowly.

I gasp a little as he pushes deeper inside me. Even though I am a novice, I can tell he is heavily endowed. It feels like he is rearranging my organs every time he moves inside of me.

“Soph,” he says, using his nickname for me as his breathing gets more labored. He kisses me again, his tongue pressing against mine, fighting for dominance in my mouth. “I need to go faster,” he says, looking at me for permission.

I nod at him as his movements become more fast-paced and a thin sheen of sweat coats him. I feel one final twinge of pain which is replaced by the strange sensation of an expanding feeling inside me as Rocco collapses beside me.

“Fuck,” he says, reaching for his cigarette and lighter.

He doesn’t say anything for a minute before passing me the cigarette which strangely seems to release some of the tension in my body as I inhale deeply.

“Where are you going?” he asks while pulling on my wrist possessively.

“Bathroom, I’ll be back.”

I notice a few droplets of blood on my inner thighs, which I wash off, but aside from that there is little pain, just a soreness that I assume will go away in time. I stare at myself in the mirror, I don’t appear any different than before. Perhaps my eyes look a little brighter and my lips are more flushed from Rocco’s rough kisses but there are no neon signs that say ‘non-virgin’. I walk back into the room and Rocco is still lying down.

“Come here,” he says pulling me on his lap. “Higher.” He pushes me forward until I am sitting on his face, his muscular arms holding me in place.

“Rocco,” I say as my neck arches back and his tongue pushes into me.

“You finally know my name then,” he says, stopping.

“Don’t stop,” I say as I push against him until I feel expended with pools of moisture. Waves of pleasure consume me as I finally reach my climax.

“You were worth waiting for,” he says lustfully. “You taste so fucking good.” He pulls me in for a kiss.

My hands reach around his neck as my nails drag across his back, making him moan in my mouth. “Rocco,” I murmur again as his hands cup my ass squeezing me.

“I want you to ride mycock,” he says pulling back from the kiss.

I lower myself onto him gingerly, as he unwraps another condom and sheathes up. I gasp slowly as I feel the tip of his cock against my opening, sliding slowly within me. I move gradually against him, trying to build up momentum. Each movement evokes a dull soreness in me but in a twisted way I enjoy it, the pain bringing me closer to pleasure. Rocco’s mouth locks on my nipples as he bites and sucks in alternate motions.

I can feel a familiar motion building from my abdomen, each with every kiss, touch, and caress. I can also feel Rocco is close to his climax too by the sudden harshness of his breaths as he holds on to my hips controlling every movement as I ride him. Finally, I feel the sudden jerk of his body against my hips as he climaxes and I follow him momentarily, floods of ecstasy coursing through my body. Neither of us speaks for a minute, and all I can hear is the sound of my own heartbeat ricocheting against my rib cage. I look up at Rocco and he has a strange expression on his face but doesn’t say anything as I slowly extract myself from his body.

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