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Sofia
“Sofia.” He breathes my name, stepping into the room and letting the door close behind him. “What is this?”
I shiver a little as I meet him halfway, crossing the distance between us as Luca walks towards me. He reaches for me the minute I’m close enough, his hands slipping beneath the robe and sliding over the lace at my waist.
“I think this was supposed to be my lingerie for our wedding night,” I say quietly, and I can feel myself flushing slightly at the memory. “I thought—I thought I could put it on, and we—we could try again.” Even as I say it, I feel foolish. I can’t lose my virginity twice. We can’t undo the way that night went. Just like we can’t undo everything we said and did before it. Pretending to be in Paris and movie nights at home can’t change any of it.
But Luca isn’t looking at me like he thinks I’m foolish. Instead, there’s a heat in his eyes that I’ve never seen before, even in our most lustful moments.
“You look beautiful,” he murmurs. “More beautiful than ever—” he trails off, and I reach up, smoothing my fingers down the v of skin where his shirt is undone.
“I wanted to do something special,” I whisper. “Something different.”
I’ve never undressed him before. Luca stays very still under my hands as I undo the shirt one button at a time, pulling it loose from his suit trousers and pushing the fabric off his shoulders. The sight of his muscled chest and carved abs, the flex of his arms as the shirt slides off, makes me shiver with desire. I can’t imagine there’s ever been a man as beautiful as Luca, as perfectly made. I want to touch him all over, so I do, giving myself completely over to my urges.
He sighs with pleasure as my hands run down his chest, my fingers tracing his rippling abs down to his belt. I undo it slowly, and Luca groans a little when I reach for his fly.
“We can slow down if you want,” he starts to say, but I ignore him, pulling his zipper down and pushing his pants down his hips to pool around his feet.
He’s already hard, as erect as I’ve ever seen him, his cock springing free and nearly touching his abs as it strains upwards, clearly aching to be touched. I shrug off my robe, letting the silk fall to the floor to join his clothes as I look up at him, sinking to my knees as I reach for his cock.
“Sofia—” Luca gasps my name as my hand wraps around his shaft, surprise coloring his tone. “You don’t have to—”
“I know.” I’ve wondered what it would be like to do this ever since he first went down on me that night that he teased me mercilessly, and now, tonight seems like as good a time as any to try. I want to give him the same kind of pleasure that he gave me, and I lean towards him, nervousness and excitement mingling as I flick out my tongue.
Luca groans when the tip of my tongue traces around the head of his cock, lapping up the bead of pre-cum already forming there, and I make a small noise when I taste him for the first time. Emboldened by the sound he makes, I run my tongue around it again, flicking it slightly beneath the head before I press my lips against it, pushing them forward as I take him in my mouth for the first time.
“Fuck, Sofia—” Luca wobbles a little, and I put a hand on his thigh to brace myself. “God, that feels so fucking good.”
I can feel the tension in his thighs, and I know he wants to thrust more of himself into my mouth, to push it into my throat and make me take all of it. Just the thought of that scares and arouses me all at once, and I try to take more, feeling my lips stretch around his thick length as I take an inch more, and then another.
Luca lets me explore him, my fingers wrapping around the shaft as I start to try to move, bobbing up and down slightly as I run my tongue up and down, along his length and back up to the head, sucking in between. None of it is particularly skilled, I’m sure, but he doesn’t seem to care. His fingers run through my hair as he groans above me, looking down at me.
“You look so fucking beautiful with my cock in your mouth,” he murmurs, his voice thick with lust. “I pictured this so many fucking times, Sofia—” he moans my name again as I take him all the way to the back of my throat, slowly gaining confidence.
“If you keep doing that, I’m going to come.” Luca’s fingers tighten in my hair. “God, I want to come on your tits, in your mouth, on your face—”
I’m so turned on that I might have let him do any of those things, but I like the temporary control that I have from this. I like feeling in charge of his pleasure. I pull back slightly, feeling more daring than I ever have in my life as I look up at him, lips hovering just above his head as I whisper: “let’s start with my mouth.”
Luca stares at me in disbelief, but before he can say anything, I slide my mouth back down, sucking harder now, running my tongue up and down as I try to push him towards an orgasm. I want to feel it, taste it, desire rippling through my blood as I stroke his hip with one hand, running my hand over his thigh. The scent of his skin fills my nose, the taste and feel of him overwhelming me. I’m so into it that I almost don’t hear his warning as Luca’s back arches and his hand momentarily tightens in my hair.
The rush of it startles me at first. I feel his cock throb in my mouth, swelling and hardening even more as he groans above me with a sound of strangled pleasure, and then the first hot rush of his cum shoots over my tongue and down my throat.
I choke a tiny bit, and then I swallow, my throat convulsing as Luca shoots wave after wave of cum into my mouth, filling it as I swallow, again and again, still sucking until at last he gently pushes my face back, gasping and moaning as he pulls away.
“Holy fuck, Sofia—”
“Was that good?” I lick my lips, and an expression of pure lust crosses Luca’s face.
“I’m about to show you just how good,” he growls, reaching for me. Before I know it, I’m on my back on the bed, and he kisses me hard, seemingly not caring that he just came in my mouth. His hand strokes my cheek, running over my hair, and then he moves down my body, his hands skimming down my breasts and over my waist.
He takes one nipple in his mouth, licking my breast through the silk of my nightgown, and then moves further down, pushing the hem of it up as he leans down between my thighs, pushing them open so that he has the access he so desires.
The first swipe of his tongue makes me cry out, my back arching as his tongue delves into my pussy, licking all the way up to my clit, swirling and fluttering and sucking until I’m moaning helplessly, my hands tangling in his hair. There’s no teasing this time, only his mouth driving me higher and higher until he thrusts two fingers into me, hooking them inside of my pussy and pushing against that spot that drives me wild until the combination of his tongue and his fingers are too much, and I feel my fingers knotting in his hair, my mouth falling open as my moan becomes a scream, my entire body tensing with pleasure so good that it almost feels like too much. Just like I kept going as he came in my mouth, Luca never stops, his tongue lashing against my sensitive flesh until I finally squirm away from him, gasping as I shudder with the aftershocks of the orgasm.
“I love how you taste,” Luca growls as he moves up my body to kiss me again, and I taste myself on his lips. He’s hard again, his heavy erection pressing against my inner thigh. “You taste so fucking good. I can’t get enough of it. I can’t get enough of you—” he kisses my neck as he reaches down, angling his cock so that the head pushes inside of me. But instead of thrusting in all at once, he starts to move slowly, sinking into me inch by inch so that I can feel all of it, every bit of him as he takes me slowly.
When he finally sinks all the way into me, Luca hovers above me, his hands braced on either side of my head. “I’ve rarely been with the same woman more than once,” he says quietly, “and even then, it was only twice. I’ve never kept wanting someone the way I want you, Sofia. I’ve never felt so addicted to someone. So lost—as if I can’t get you out of my head. As if I can’t remember what it was like to not have you here.”
