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“Always teasing. Get on your knees, pretty girl. Put that teasing mouth to good use.”
He dipped down and licked me from collarbone to earlobe, groaning along the way. My knees went weak, which was useful when dropping to them.
Once I was there, I became desperate. Saliva pooled on my tongue. My fingers worked his belt, fumbling around. Luca took mercy on me, unbuckling it himself. I managed to undo his pants, yanking them and his briefs down his hips.
His dick was thick and so hard it was pulsing. I wasted no time curling my fingers around the base and wrapping my lips around the wide head.
Luca and I groaned in tandem. He was so hot and silky on my tongue. The taste of his flesh mixed with precum curled my toes. Giving head wasn’t really my thing, but I wanted to give it to him more than I wanted to find my own release.
His fingers delved into my hair, holding the sides of my head in his palms. He didn’t shove me down his length or try to take over. He let me do my thing, grunting with satisfaction when I took him all the way down my throat.
Something knocked against the wall. When I looked up, I saw it was his head. He’d let it fall back, and his face was slack with pleasure.
“That feels so good, pretty girl. You don’t know how badly I needed this with you.” His hips rocked, sliding his cock along my tongue. “I’ve been thinking about this. About you. Couldn’t go another day without having you.”
I hummed in agreement. I’d been thinking about this too. At night, when he returned from his studio, I pictured him walking into my room and spreading my legs to bury his face there. I rode my vibrator, imagining it was him. It was never enough though.
His fingers slipped from my hair to press on my chin. My mouth opened, and he slipped out, slick with my saliva.
“Get on the bed, Saoirse. Clothes off, hands and knees.”
He helped me up and pressed a hard kiss to my lips, then pushed me toward the bed with a smack on my ass. I shed my shirt, top, and bra and positioned myself how he wanted me.
Luca followed, spreading me with his fingers first, then his tongue. God, he was so good at this. I’d never felt anything like it. His passion and hunger flew me straight to the moon. My nails raked at the sheets. I was helpless to his mouth. He could have told me to jump off a bridge right now and I would have.
He had me trembling in minutes, core throbbing, panting his name. I rutted into his mouth, wordlessly begging for more, to never, ever stop.
Pleasure slammed into me, and my arms collapsed beneath me.
“Luca, Luca,please.”
“I know,” he murmured against me. “I have you. I feel it too.”
There was pressure at my entrance, followed by the slide of his fingers into me. Then his tongue went back to work, lapping at my quivering flesh while he pumped and curled his fingers. And when he hit that spot inside me that made my belly ache and spine arch like an alley cat, he grunted with satisfaction and stayed there. Pressure built and built, making me feel so full I thought I might burst. I told him that. Told him I was close and had lost my sense of control.
He promised he had me. Vowed not to stop. And he kept pressing, stroking, massaging that one magic spot until I snapped.
My entire body quaked when the release came, and moisture flooded my thighs.
“That’s it, pretty girl. That’s fucking gorgeous.”
Luca moved over me, his fingers slipping out even as I continued coming. But I wasn’t empty for long. He took hold of my hips and slid into me in one long, smooth stroke. I was so wet my body gave no resistance to his filling me to the hilt.
“Yes. This is what I’ve been needing.” He started to thrust, deep and slow, opening me up to him even more. Still helpless, barely supporting myself on my boneless arms, I let it happen, knowing he would take care of me and make it good.
“So wet,” he murmured. “These sheets are going in the evidence bag too.”
“Shut up and fuck me, Luca.”
He slammed into me with enough force to knock the wind out of me. “I’m doing all the work here. Never knew you were such a lazy lay.”
I grinned into the sheets. He had me there, but it was his own fault. “That’s because you killed me.”
“You’re hot for a dead woman.” His thumb slid down the valley of my ass, spreading me wide. “Even your tight little hole is pretty. Did you know that?”
“I don’t spend much time looking there.”
He pressed his thumb into me, making me moan. “I plan to spend a lot of time looking at it. Licking it. Fucking it.” I moaned again. This man had the filthiest mouth. “Do you like that idea?”
