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Her breathless begging as she tries to ride my tongue is incredibly hot. I lick and suck her clit, driving her close then slowing down as she gets there. Her body twitches with the start of her climax, and I pull back. I look at the glistening wet lips and listen to her moan in frustration.
“I want you to wait,” I say to her, licking her clit again. “When you come, I want to be inside you, so I can feel it.” She shivers and I repeat the action again. I get up and move her, so she is on the bed, and I am between her legs. I look down into her eyes and ask her. “Should we start fucking now?” I tease her wet clit with the tip of my cock, and she bucks up against me. “Do you want me to put it in?” I smirk at how eager, and desperate she is. My cock is pulsing with excitement at the thought of sliding into her tight wet pussy. I kiss her, and it makes me moan when the taste of her pussy and the taste of her mouth mix into a hungry kiss.
“I want to be inside you so fucking bad,” I growl into her ear, and she arches into me. She feels so good beneath me, her skin silky soft. I can’t stop myself, I shift my weight so I can slide into her. She’s wet, and the gasp as I put the tip at entrance tells me she’s ready. Wanting this — like I do. Fuck my life, I move the smallest bit, so my head slides into her. “You’re so damn tight, I can’t wait to get my dick into that sweet pussy.” I grunt when her muscles clasp even tighter around me. “You’re too tight.”
She’s looking me in the eye, hers are wide open and when I move just slightly, she moans and bucks her hips up beneath me. The sounds that come out of my mouth as I slowly inch into her, are gutteral. She can’t take all of me. I fight the urge to just thrust myself past the tightness and sink into her.
“Oh, shit,” she gasps, and her fingernails dig into the skin on my side where she’s trying to hold me back. “Sal, oooh.” I don’t know if she wants me to stop, or if she wants more, but there’s not a fucking chance I am pulling out now. I kiss the words out of her mouth because I do not want her to say anything that will stop this. I push my tongue against hers and silence her moans.
I want it so bad, I can’t wait anymore. I bite her lip as I push the whole weight of my body down sinking all the way into her. My cock strains as the tight walls of her pussy contract, trying to stop me. Her legs wrap around my waist, her heels digging into my ass.
The scream followed by a gasp that come from her as her pussy just about tears apart around me is musical. It’s the most erotic thing I have ever heard in my life, and I want to hear it again, and again. “Wait,” she says, and I silence her with my tongue again, tasting her as her small body adjusts to my intrusion. I don’t want to wait, but I also don’t want to hurt her. I break the kiss and look into her eyes. She wriggles beneath me, her breathing becoming choppy. “Okay.” She swallows. She arches her neck and tightens her legs around me.
I feel her squeeze me, and it takes everything in me not to go off just from that movement. I slide back, and snap my hips forward, watching as her breasts bounce with the movement. She slides her hands into my hair and tugs, the sharp sting of pain adding to my already heightened senses. I like it, the pain. I slip my tongue back into her mouth and swallow the sounds she makes as I start thrusting. I don’t take it slow, I don’t have the patience. More than wanting to come, I wantherto come. To fall apart beneath me, around me, and I want her to surrender to me in bed.
She moans into my mouth, her hands digging into my shoulders before sliding over my arms. She starts rolling her hips until we find a rhythm, a delicious push and pull that drives us both insane. The sound of skin-on-skin fills the room and it’s arousing, making me impossibly hard as I move inside her.
She moves her head, trying to catch her breath as she says, “Harder, Sal. Fuck me harder.”
I growl in response, and pin her to the bed, taking her harder than I thought she could handle. I sit back on my haunches and grab her hips, watching as my cock slides in and out as I pull her onto me. Her pussy takes me over and over again, and even when she clutches at the bed, I don’t dare slow down. Sweat drips down my face onto her skin, and when I glance up, her eyes are on me. Wide and bright with lust. She’s feeling everything I am. Completely unhinged.
I slip my thumb between her pussy lips until I press her clit, rubbing it in circles while I fill her.
‘“O-oh G-God,” she stutters, placing her hands on her breasts. I watch her squeeze them and it drives me wild. I love watching her like this, driving her crazy like she does to me.
“I’m close,” she mewls. “Please, Sal. I need to come.”
I keep my gaze on her as I thrust harder and keep rubbing her clit until I feel her quiver from the inside. She’s close, I can feel it. But so am I. The fire starts low in my spine, making my balls draw up. She arches right of the bed and smothers her scream by biting the pillow as her body shakes with her release. I don’t slow down, I fuck her though her orgasm until I’m roaring through mine. Filling her with my cum. I crawl over her, my hips slowing as my body rides the red-hot wave. I clutch her sweaty body to mine, lick up the side of her neck, and seal my mouth over hers. I can feel her pulse between her legs, feel the way she hugs me, tightens, and releases, and I decide to wring one more out of her. I reach my hand between us and slide a finger into her pussy while I’m still buried to the hilt. She shoots off again, groaning into my mouth, biting at my tongue, my lip. I lift myself over her, completely taken by how she’s given in to her body, given in to me. She works to slow her breath and turns her head to look up at me. She licks her lips, which are swollen from my rough kisses. I like the look on her, like the signs that I’ve marked her. Carefully, I shift and pull myself out of her, only to use my fingers to touch where my cock has been. Lucia shivers again, watching me slide my fingers in and out, rubbing my cum into her slick sex. I want her to be sticky because of me, I want her to remember I’ve been there. That I’ve claimed her in such a primitive way. Then I bring my fingers up to my mouth and lick them clean, tasting her, tasting me in her. She sucks in a breath, her chest rising and falling, legs spread open. She’s beautiful like this. Uninhibited.
CHAPTER17
LUCIA
“I like this,” Sal whispers in my ear, the sun coming up over ocean blinding us through the windows as dawn breaks. “Waking up with you right here, where I can have my way with you.” He kisses my neck, and when my body reacts, I can feel the ache of last night between my legs. His soft morning kisses, and the caress of his large hands on my bare skin has my lady parts tingling. I’m too sore, I know it — he’s not a small man. Nothing about him is small and his cock is no exception. I thought he was going to break me in half last night.
Not that I would have stopped him. “And what way would that be?” I tease him with a kiss, and he makes a feral growling sound when I reach under the covers and grab his morning wood in my fist. “Hmm.” He’s hard, and my body clenches just at the mere thought of him being inside me again.
“Well,” he says his voice is rough like he’s still half asleep, “there’s a few ways, we have only tried one.” Oh, that makes me squeeze my thighs together. “But right now, I think I’d like to roll you over.” He flips me onto my stomach in a quick move, and before I can even react, he’s behind me. Kneeling between my spread legs, his arms prop him up. “Lift that sweet ass up for me, Lucia,” he says, and I shift so my bum is in the air. I am smiling into the pillow and bracing for the pain. I am tender from last night, we were not gentle or slow.
But now he is, Sal slowly slides into me. He lowers himself down so his whole body is against mine, pushing me down onto the bed. One hand turns my face so I am looking at him over my shoulder. Slow, deliberate thrusts. He takes me gently like he already knows how sore I am. The pain is quickly overshadowed by the pleasure of him filling me up, touching the right spot to bring me to a swift orgasm. “Fuck.” He grunts into my mouth as he claims it with a rough kiss.
His body stiffens as I tighten around his cock, he’s fighting for control. “Hmmm,” I moan out into his mouth, and it sends him off. He jerks and thrusts deeper than even I thought he could go, pulsing, emptying himself into me. When he pulls out, I hiss, both from the sting and the sudden emptiness. Sal rolls off me, and stays dead still, face down on his bed. “I think I like that way,” I say turning my face so I can see him trying to catch his breath. “I think you do, too.”
He smirks and shakes his head. “I’m going to take a shower, some of us have to work.” I feel the mattress dip when he sits and then he is gone, giving me a fine view of his naked backside — it is a good view. I watch him until the bathroom door shuts, then I pull myself up and sit in his bed.
I liked waking up next to him, it felt good — right. I’d wake up with him every morning if I could, especially if he plans to wake me like that. I’m almost afraid to get up, because my legs are still shaky from how hard he made me come.
The baby is up, I can hear his babbling over the monitor. I go to my room, and quickly clean myself, pull on some clothes and go make his bottle. Before his baby talk turns to tears, I get him up, fed and dressed before Sal is done, and he finds us in the kitchen.
He greets the little boy with a smile, and my ovaries do somersaults, he’s fucking sexy when he does that. “Go take a shower,” he says to me, kissing my cheek, “I will watch him until you are done.” He bends down to whisper in my ear. “You can’t walk around all day smelling like sex, as much as I like that look on you. We don’t want to advertise what we do after dark.” To whom? There are literally three people on this island — and a boat of God knows what.
“Thank you,” I wink at him and go to shower quickly so he can get to work. I almost don’t want to wash him off of me. But the hot water feels so good, and once I am washed and dressed, I go looking for the two of them.
Raul is playing in his playpen in the office, but Sal is not in there. He must be down at the docks, I won’t go out there. He asked me not to, and if it’s the boat I arrived on then I will take his word for it that we are safer out of sight. Russian men on ghost ships are not men I plan to toy with. I pick the baby up and take him with me to the kitchen. He can play in his feeding chair while I cook something nice for us to eat today.
I am chopping vegetables when the head of security, tall, dark and nameless comes into the kitchen. He looks tired and opens the fridge in search of a drink. Once he has downed a soda he asks me, “Do you have a list for the next boat?” I hadn’t thought about it yet. “It’ll be here just before Salvatore’s birthday. I was going to try sneak something on there for him.” His birthday. It hits me that he has no family. No one will call or give him a gift or even sing to him.
“Can I make a list quickly? Especially if it’s his birthday, when is it exactly?” I ask hoping he will answer.
