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Holding her hand, I moved it down, to press it against the strident erection.
‘Unzip me,cara,’ I murmured, my voice raw with need. ‘Before I explode.’
Jessie
I shivered as the husky demand reverberated in my chest and made my nipples tighten.
I concentrated on locating his zip, while trying to keep my breasts covered. I knew I must seem clumsy, unsure and woefully inexperienced as it took me an eternity to find the stupid tab. But he remained still, and said nothing, giving me time to calm down. After he’d had me strip, was it any wonder I was already a bundle of nerves...and my senses had melted into a pool of liquid yearning?
I tugged the tab down with infinite care, aware of the erection pressing forcefully against the fabric. Then let out a relieved breath, as I revealed black boxer briefs—the stretchy fabric distorted by the hard ridge.
Sensation rushed into my own pants and the arm I had over my breasts loosened, probably from shock, as I stared at the impressive outline.
How is that going to work?
He tucked a knuckle under my chin. His smile was warm and impossibly sensual—and self-assured.
‘Do not fear,Principessa. It will fit,’ he said, and I realised he was a mind-reader. A very well endowed mind-reader. ‘If I make sure you are properly prepared,’ he added. ‘And I will.’
My face lit up like a Christmas tree. But I knew I wasn’t scared, just impossibly turned on. And also stupidly glad now that I’d told him he was my first. Because there was a tenderness in his tone I would never have expected.
Still just sex, Jess. Don’t get carried away. Of course, he wants it to be good... For both of us.
‘Glad to hear it,’ I said, jauntily, trying to dispel the pulse of emotion. ‘Because it looks like a monster.’
His grin widened and he chuckled. ‘You flatter me,’ he said. ‘Although, it is true, I am much bigger than the average man,’ he added, clearly teasing me, although I suspected he wasn’t entirely joking. Because, seriously, it lookedhuge.
But all thoughts of his size, and how on earth I was going to accommodate him, dissolved in a pool of molten need, as his thumb trailed down from my chin and skimmed over the arm I had covering my breasts.
‘Let me see you,’ he asked softly. My arm released automatically.
The need intensified as he stared at my naked breasts.
At last, he cupped one heavy orb, and circled the aching peak until I had to bite back a moan. I shuddered and tensed, but then—just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, my breast so swollen, the nipple so tight and hard—he leant forward and licked the aching tip.
I cried out and shuddered uncontrollably, clutching his head in my hands as he went to work with that devious mouth. He used teeth and lips and tongue, focusing intently on my pleasure as the waves built, arrowing down from my breasts to between my legs. I could feel my panties becoming damp as the desire swelled and pounded.
I was panting, shuddering, shaking, when he lifted his head at last. It was only then, when his gaze locked on mine, his face taut, his eyes impossibly dark, the scar on his cheek rigid, that I realised he was as turned on as I was.
‘Sono molto sensibili?’he asked in urgent Italian.
‘I’m sorry, I don’t speak Italian,’ I replied.
He laughed, the sound rich but not that amused. ‘Your breasts, they are very sensitive, did you know this?’
I shook my head, the fierce approval in his expression making my throat dry.
He dragged off his trousers, and the boxer shorts. I got a brief glimpse of that strident erection—which was even more magnificent than I had realised—but before I had a chance to panic, he knelt in front of me.
‘What...what are you doing,’ I asked, as I gripped his broad shoulders, my own knees so weak I could barely stand.
He gazed up at me, inhaling deeply, then grinned. ‘Seeing how sensitive the rest of you is.’
Gripping my hips, he pressed his face into the apex of my thighs.
Before I had a chance to be embarrassed, at how wet I was already, he sighed and licked his lips, the smile becoming wonderfully lascivious. ‘I can smell already how delicious you will taste.’
I let out a rough chuckle, which turned into a shocked groan, as with his teeth, he gripped the lacy underwear I had bought especially that morning.
