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She groans, her assault on my mouth intensifying. “Have you been a dirty girl wanting my mouth, my tongue licking you like this? Did you rub your clit thinking about me? Did you come screaming my name while you pushed your fingers deep inside imaging it was my cock fucking you?” I ask, flicking her clit piercing while pushing my other finger inside her ass. She starts to tremble as pleasure takes over. I push her down in the sheets and move to sit behind her, catching my breath. I pull up her ass as she falls forward. I open her cheeks before stabbing my tongue against her puckered hole. With my thumb I find her clit again and lap at her asshole hard while she pants, begging me to make her come.
“What? I can’t hear you,” I tease, swirling my digits deep inside through her cream, feeling the walls of her cunt swallowing my fingers like my cock is going to do later.
“You know how hard I’m going to fuck you, amore,” I growl, inserting my tongue into her ass over and over.
“Please, Salvatore, I need to come,” she pleads, almost sobbing.
“I love how hard you’re clamping on my fingers. You need cock, don’t you, baby?” I tease, twirling my finger around her engorged throbbing clit, while I plunge my tongue inside her other hole. Stabbing and licking her, I spit on her ass, loving the line of saliva dripping down her crack, and she comes for the second time, screaming my name. With her back arched, Paxton’s release washes over her and I watch her pussy spasm, milking my fingers. She throws her head over her shoulder and our eyes clash while I pull out my fingers and keep rubbing her clit hard until she shatters again; panting and screaming my name while she keeps her eyes locked on mine, her fingers clutch at the sheets. I turn her around and move up before covering my mouth on hers, swallowing her moans as she comes again while I punch my two fingers in her ass.
Kissing the corner of her mouth, her eyes start to droop, I hover above her keeping all my weight on my hands. “Are you tired baby?” I whisper against her neck.
“No,” she says, but yawns.
“Sleep, amore. Tomorrow I’m taking you home, but not before I’ve fucked you for real.” She stretches, and I watch her turn on her side while I pull the sheets over her flushed body. My cock aches, and my balls are heavy with seed waiting for the release I crave. I still need to fuck her, but first I’m going to let her sleep. The way the moonlight hits her creamy skin while it filters through the open window, the soft southern breeze cooling the damp air, I wonder if I’ll ever wake up like this again.
Paxton
“Wakey, wakey,” he says, his deep voice washing over me. I feel a pressure inside my pussy as I stretch out my legs. On a gasp I open my eyes. I look around the room, darkness is making way for the sun. I stare at the clock on the nightstand, five in the morning. I’m dreaming, I think as I feel him pushing his fingers inside. Swirling them around, the sound of my arousal filling the room.
“Good morning,” he grunts in my ear while he presses his heavy erection against my ass stretching my pussy lips.
“Sal, what are you doing?” I moan and arch my back, groaning when his hot pulsing shaft parts my ass cheeks.
“Do you hear how wet you are?” he husks against my ear. Salvatore pushes his right leg against my knee opening me up more so he can enter me. I moan as his erection teases against my entrance. On a deep grunt he fills me, stretching my pussy lips almost painfully.
“Oh my God,” I cry out, biting into my pillow.
“Take it all. I couldn’t wait to fill you, baby.” His cock swells, finding its way inside as my walls hug him tight. When he’s fully inside me, he stops.
“What are you doing? Don’t fucking stop,” I cry out, bucking back against him but he holds me still.
“Stop moving and feel my cock stretching your tight little passage,” he says hoarsely, like he’s restraining himself.
“You need to move,” I sob, as his mouth rakes up my neck into my hair. His cock jerks and I bite back a moan.
“Feel that?” he pants, and his body trembles while sweat pools between our bodies. My cock was made for you,” he whispers in my ear while he starts to move, slow and steady until he’s bucking. His thrusts grow deeper and more desperate as he slams into me. Flesh hitting flesh. The only sound in the room except for our moans and his grunts. I grab the sheets, holding onto them while the bed shakes.
“I’m coming, oh please harder, don’t stop,” I shout.
“You like my hand teasing your swollen clit, or do you like my dick even more?”
I mewl and bite on my lip, pushing back against him, the sound of our desire filling my ears. He grabs my hair and yanks my head back exposing my throat, and his hand curls around my neck applying pressure. He’s slamming into me, his big cock stretching me almost painfully. It’s so raw, so dirty, what he’s doing to me.
“I told you before, one day you were going to wake with my cock buried in your tight little pussy.” His rough voice adds to the thrill of him taking what he wants. His hand travels down my throat stopping at my breasts, he grabs the right roughly and pinches my nipple at the same time he slams into me.
Pleasure filters through my brain. He is plastered to my side, his sweat coating my spine, his muscles bulge with his deep thrusts. “Are you awake now, amore?” he breathes against my ear, twisting my nipple again.
“Please, Sal,” I plead, the flutter in my stomach catches me off guard. What the hell are we doing? Why am I letting him fuck me like this? I can’t have feelings for this man, can I? He’s a predator, a cold-blooded killer, a psychopath. He can’t have real feelings for me, this is lust to him, an obligation, an obsession. He’s the predator and I’m the prey, this is all a game to him, nothing more.
He slows down a little and pinches my ass, his fingers dig into my flesh while I let my trembling hand travel into his hair. “Why are you tensing up? Did I hurt you?” he asks, resting his cheek against mine.
“No, yes, I mean…” my voice trailing off.
His masculine growl accompanied by Italian swearwords makes me shiver. He grabs my chin and turns my face so I have to look him right in the eyes. “Tell me you like it, or shall I get my mask and fuck you like I did thirteen years ago? Do you remember what we did, how many times you came?” he purrs dangerously, rubbing his thumb over my parted lips. My face flames and I close my eyes. He slaps my ass, and I yelp as his dick slips out of my pussy. I whimper, it feels empty without him there.
“Don’t be embarrassed, amore. You remember, don’t you? How you begged and screamed while you gagged on my cock.”
I suck in a breath; I know he’s right. My fingers have a mind of their own as I find my clit and start to rub. He covers my hand with his own and sets the pace. “There, there, my sweet angel, show me the parts of yourself you try to hide,” he grumbles, his deep voice raspy.
