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“You bled.”
“What?” I sit up straighter, glancing down.
Small drops of smeared blood decorate my skin, and I gasp in horror. “Oh my god. I’ll go shower. Fuck. This is embar—” My words stop abruptly as Diego’s tongue darts out and licks away the remnants of my virginity.
He doesn’t wait for a single beat before his tongue hits my clit, dragging over the already swollen bud with ardent appreciation. He hums against my sensitive flesh. “You taste like us.”
He spends the next few minutes dragging his tongue in different directions through my slit. Up and down. Side to side. Diagonal strokes that catch my clit and make me squirm. But my favorite is when he circles my sweet spot before sucking. He knows it, too. The smile lines around his eyes give him away.
I moan his name.
I beg him for more.
I lift my hips to grind myself harder against his face.
He meets every moan with more enthusiasm.
He listens to every plea and moves faster and harder, bringing me to the brink.
He hums in approval when I push against him, the soft vibration making my toes curl.
I come on a strangled breath, a brokenyescatching on the breeze and dancing through the courtyard in a sound of pleasure no one could deny.
Placing one last kiss on my clit, he sits back and looks at me. My cum clings to his lips and glistens around his mouth and chin. Using his palm, he cleans his face before burying his hand in his boxers to squeeze his hard cock.
Pulling my legs from the armrests, I lean down, reaching for him, but he shakes his head. “You’re sore, and if you’re up for it, I’d love to fuck you tonight, so right now will have to wait.”
I suck my bottom lip into my mouth. He notices. “I could…”
But he shakes his head again. “There isn’t anywhere near enough time for the ways I want to acquaint your mouth with my cock,tesoruccio.”
My eyes widen, and he stands, reaching out to help me.
“We need to eat,” he tells me. “I have some work to do before our meeting at Bianchi’s in a few hours. I’d also like you to try and get some rest after we look at new apartments.”
A twinge of sadness hits me in the chest.
“You don’t want to look at apartments?”
“What? No. Of course,” I lie. “I can make a home anywhere. I want us both to be comfortable.”
He stares at me for a second longer than comfortable before nodding once. “We’ll park the apartment for now. Food or rest?”
I yawn on cue.
“Rest.” He leans down and kisses my cheek. “I’ll wake you in a few hours.”
* * *
The driveover to Salvatore’s is quiet. My silly husband made the assumption I’d let him handle my baby, but I only had to lift a single eyebrow for him to sigh louder than necessary but move toward the passenger side door.
“So you’re fine with me riding your pussy but not driving your car?”
“No one drives my car.”
“No one rode your pussy until I came along, either.”
I laugh. “My car is more expensive.”
