Page 43 of Wild and Wicked


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Trust.

Gianna trusted him.

It felt good, made him want to make sure he didn’t do anything to lose it.

Elio chastised himself for yet another wayward thought. Too much more of this mushy-gushy shit and he’d start composing poetry for her.

He pushed his finger into her to the first knuckle, then went for broke and started working it all the way in, with a slow in-and-out motion, going deeper with each return.

Gianna’s head hung low, the weight of her upper body supported by her forearms on the bed.

Once his finger was fully lodged, he stopped. “You like it? Want more?”

She nodded.

“Let me hear you say the words, Gianna. Ask me.”

“You were right. I like it. I want you to…” She was shy about asking for what she wanted. The way she hesitated and blushed was endearing.

“Yes?” he asked, deliberately being obtuse.

She groaned. “God. I want you to do the butt stuff, okay? But just your finger,” she added.

He chuckled. “As you wish.”

Elio thrust the single finger in and out, and within seconds, Gianna was adding to the motion, moving in time.

On one forward motion, he added more fuel to the fire, lining his cock up and pushing it back into her pussy as his finger continued to breach her ass.

Gianna started to fall forward, surprised by the dual penetration and looking to escape, but he was ready, prepared. He used his free hand to grip her shoulder. To hold her in place as he fucked her roughly.

Her orgasm built back up quickly and while he wanted to draw this out, wanted to hold off as long as he could, there was no way Gianna wasn’t taking him down with her this time.

She let out a high, keening cry, her pussy muscles clenching around him until he saw stars. His balls tightened and then he was there, calling out her name along with every religious deity he knew of, collapsing against her.

Now, like last night, neither of them sought to separate for a few minutes, both too starved for air, for strength.

Finally, he forced himself to stand up and withdraw.

She didn’t lift her head from the mattress. “Still good?”

He knew what she was referring to. “The condom held.”

Elio crossed to the bathroom to throw it away, then he walked back to the open doorway. Gianna remained where he’d left her.

“Wanna get a shower with me?” he asked.

For a woman who appeared to be on the verge of sleep, his invitation woke her up quickly.

She pushed up off the bed. “Yeah. Sure.”

Elio gave her a quick smack on the ass when she walked by him to enter the bathroom. “Then how about we make some breakfast and discuss our plans for the day?”

“Can I suggest today’s theme?” she asked.

“Sure. What do you have in mind?”

She gave him the sexiest smile he’d ever seen. “I think we should dub today Wild and Wicked Wednesday.”

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