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Her desperate pleas for me are the only thing that I can focus on, filling my head with everything that she has.
The chemistry between us shifts abruptly. I'm getting deeper and deeper into this with her. My natural desire for her body shifts to something warm. Something I don't readily recognize. Something I've only ever felt while looking at her.
Antonella's hips roll against me, her body clenched around my fingers. I pull my lips away from her again, digging my fingers as deep as I can into her and thrusting them in and out of her as quickly as I can.
“That’s it. I want to watch you cum for me, Nella.”
She lets out another breathy moan while pinching her nipples and thenraises her hips from the bed in order to ride my fingers. Plunging herself down onto them, her hips parting and swallowing them with each roll. My cock twitches just listening to the wet sounds coming from her pussy.
I groan at the sight of her. She is truly gorgeous. “Yeah, ride my fingers. Just like that.”
Her back arches, her head pressing back into the mattress while her body explodes with pleasure. I watch as her hips rock on their own, moving while the rest of her body shakes with her orgasm.
She screams out, gasping something that sounds like my name while she keeps riding my fingers. I feel completely feral.
While her body continues to shake, I pull my fingers out of her pussy and press my own hips into hers. Her legs clamp around my waist, grinding against my hard cock. I lose control, wrapping my hand around her neck and squeezing it gently to hold her in place.
Her groan rumbles against the palm of my hand, her eyes pinned on me while she pants.
“Please,” she begs.
I press my hips into hers again. The only thing separating us is the thin material of my sweatpants, and it does nothing to hide how hard I am for her. I buck against her pussy, stimulating us both.
I want to sink into her so badly, but I stop myself. I need to hold back for now. Get my bearings straight before I get lost in her.
I take my other hand and press my wet fingers against her lips, slipping them into her mouth so that she can taste herself. Her plush lips wrap around them, her tongue flicking against their tips and sucking on them, driving me wild.
I can feel my balls tighten. I want to feel that tongue wrapped around my cock. I want to drive it down until I empty everything I have down her throat. It makes me moan just thinking about it.
I arch my back and slam my hips into hers, cumming inside of my sweats. My fingers plunge deep into her mouth—deep enough to make her gag. Her hands grab my wrist, popping my fingers out of her mouth and turning her head away while a trail of spit coats them and dribbles along her cheek.
I smirk at her, feeling satisfied enough by my own orgasm.
I lean over her, cupping her face and turning her back to look at me.
“Before long, Nella, I’ll have you choking on more than fingers.”
She lets out a small noise of surprise when I place my lips on hers.
I pull back and untangle myself from her before sliding off the bed.
“For now, I’ll leave you with this.” I grimace at the wetness in my own pants. “I have a meeting to attend. With your father.”
Antonella blinks up at the ceiling, as if she does not fully comprehend what I'm saying butI turnand walk out the door before she can utter a word.
It makes me laugh. If she keeps acting like this, I'll have to return soon andsatisfy her.
CHAPTEREIGHT
Iblink at the ceiling, my mind reeling as my body swims with euphoria.
Meeting… with my father? What did that mean?
I sit up slowly, my heart still pounding from my orgasm. My things are still slick from Killian’s fingers and mouth. I can’t believe I let him do that to me. What was I thinking?
My first time ever with a man, and it was with KillianfuckingO’Sullivan.
Shaking my head at myself, I pull my nightdress back down before sliding off the bed. I need to ask him what the hell he means bymeeting with my father, and if it's sometime soon. Maybe there is a way I can slip out behind him and run back to my family while he is occupied.
