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The sound of ripping fabric was deafening. I jolted, digging my fingers into his shoulders—and the crudely drawn bird of prey inked on the tanned skin—as I struggled to stay upright. His hands steadied me, bracketing my hips, as he propped one of my legs over his shoulder, opening me to him completely, then dragged me towards his marauding mouth.
Before I had a chance to brace myself, his tongue delved into the swollen folds, slick now with my juices.
Delicious heat tore through me as he devoured me in devious, devastating strokes. He teased and tormented me with his tongue, until I was nothing more than a raw, pulsating nerve—desperate for more, scared it was already too much. I gasped, the pleasure so intense I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think... All I could do was feel.
‘Please...’ I moaned, needing more, but not sure what.
The desire spiralled and flared, the vice at my core yanking tighter and tighter until he answered my pleas, by capturing the heart of my pleasure at last and sucking hard.
I sobbed, as the vice released in a rush and pure unadulterated bliss burst inside me.
The waves crashed through me, leaving me slumped over him, my whole body glittering with afterglow.
I was unable to stand any longer, but just as my knees gave way, he stood and hefted me easily onto his shoulder.
Upside down, I could see the bulge and release of his superb glutes—the scars and tattoos that covered his back as he carried me effortlessly, like a sack of potatoes, to the bed. Before I had a chance to be embarrassed, though, he laid me down, then climbed over me, the huge erection butting against my thigh.
‘Are you ready now,Principessa?’ he asked.
It wasn’t really a question—because surely he knew I would refuse him nothing, my body a throbbing mass of desperation—but even so he waited for my nod.
‘Let’s check,’ he said, still watching my face, as his fingers delved, brushing across my clitoris.
I bucked upwards, startled by how sensitive I was. But also by the renewed yearning.
‘Mmm,’ he said, as he lifted his fingers to his lips and licked them. ‘I will take that as a yes.’
He bracketed my hips and lifted me to probe at the swollen folds with the huge head of his erection.
I gripped his arm, to stop the thrust I knew was coming.
‘I... I have condoms with me,’ I managed, surprised I could think straight, let alone speak.
His head rose, and for a moment he looked as dazed as I felt, then colour slashed across his cheeks. Was he blushing?
The thought was somehow ridiculously touching as he groaned then murmured, ‘Yes, of course.’
He reached across me, retrieved a condom from the bedside table and rolled it on. But his fingers weren’t entirely steady, and my heart bounced erratically.
Had I undone him, as much as he had undone me?
Emotion swelled in my chest, joining the vivid joy crushing my ribs.
But then he gripped my hips again, angled my pelvis and probed for a second time.
‘Hold on to me,’ he said, his voice as raw as I felt. I clung to his broad shoulders, suddenly feeling vulnerable and exposed but also so desperate to have the hollow ache filled.
‘You must tell me if I hurt you,’ he added.
Then he was pressing into me. The thick girth felt immense, as he thrust slowly, surely.
I flinched at the pinch of pain. He stopped abruptly, sensing my distress, and his gaze locked on mine. What I saw made the hollow ache wrap around my heart.
‘Too much?’ he asked, his voice raw, his shoulders trembling with the effort to hold back.
I shook my head. ‘No, please don’t stop. I want all of you.’
He grunted, emotion flaring in his eyes as he thrust the rest of the way.
