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“Open.”
I open my mouth, and jerking himself, he lets thick ribbons of cum spill onto my open lips. He swirls it over my mouth, letting his release spurt over my chin and cheeks.
“Leave it,” he hisses as I move to wipe at his cum dripping along my chin.
I let my hands fall, and his eyes darken.
He stands, towering over my kneeling form. His semi-erect cock is mere inches away from my face, and I expect him to command me to open my mouth again. Instead, he holds out his hand, and I slide my palm into his.
“Stand.”
My naked body pushed against his, his desirous gaze snares on mine. I can feel his release drying on my face.
He twists us. “Sit in the chair, Bianca.”
I follow his instruction. Once I’m settled, he kneels in front of me, and the power in his frame forces me to clench my thighs. He smirks at me, and I want to throw myself to the ground in front of him. I want to kiss his lips and demand he look at me like that for eternity. He’s scary and beautiful and so unquestionablymine. I’ve never held an avaricious need to hold something as a possession. But here, with my husband, I’m fiery with the overwhelming sense of ownership of his heart and body.
Hands to my right foot, he lifts it, and I let him. Knee to my chest, he rests the heel of my foot on the cushion. He does the same with my left foot. My thighs are flush with my stomach and chest. My ankles are pressed against my butt. My pussy is completely exposed.
“I knew you’d be a good little whore.”
A needy sound escapes my throat. I should be embarrassed, but I’m not. I’m needy. I’m turned on. And I want to come.
“You should see your glistening pussy.” He talks directly to the very part of my body he’s praising. “All swollen and slippery.”
I tip my hips back, searching for any kind of relief.
“What do you need?”
I cry out. “You.”
“Me? I’m here,dolcezza.”
“Touch me,” I beg.
“Where?” He blows softly against my center, and I whimper in need. “You want me to touch your perfect whore nipples? Pretty and pink peaks. You want me to suck them, Bianca?”
I moan. The sound is loud enough to make my body shake.
“Or your cunt?” he whispers.
“Yesss,” I hiss.
“Mm,” he groans. “Ask nicely, baby. SayVinnie, kiss my cunt.”
My body shakes with an orgasm building so heavily within me that I can scarcely breathe.
“Say it,” he growls.
“Please, Vinnie. Kiss my cunt.”
I haven’t even finished my sentence when his tongue connects, drinking up my juices from hole to clit.
My hands fly to my tits, squeezing my nipples roughly. I groan long and loud, the sound stuttered and rough.
Offering a kiss to my clit so tender, I barely feel the push of his lips.
“Vinnie,” I beg. “Tesoro.”
