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See, even my own conscience doesn’t agree with me. Still, the sex can’t be a reason for me to stay. So I need to figure out what I’m going to do. Because it would be so easy to fall into a routine with Nico and forget all about what I want. This is my chance to finally grab the life I want by the horns and live it for as long as I can. So I need to keep my wits about me and make sure I’m not blinded by amazing sex and some nice treatment. Nico is still a mafia don, he still kidnapped me, and he is still planning on keeping me from achieving that goal.
“Even if he does have a huge cock and knows what to do with it,” I mutter to myself under my breath.
“Mmmm, I do love your obsession with my cock,topolina,” Nico’s amused voice says above me, making me jolt and my eyes fly open to see him standing a few short feet away, looking down at me with a hungry look on his face. In the dim light of the room, he looks even more lethal, but other than feeling embarrassed I’m not scared of him.
I just have to hope with the lighting he can’t see how red my face is right now. “Shut up,” I sigh. “You really need to learn to make some more noise when you come into a room.”
He gives a low chuckle. “Kind of defeats the purpose of being a don, doesn’t it? I’m supposed to be able to get in and out of places without being seen or heard. Exploring were we?” Crouching down beside me, he reaches out and runs a hand over my hair before settling on the nape of my neck.
“Needed to walk,” I reply honestly, watching him. “And since you didn’t have a guard posted outside the door, and you left it unlocked, I figured that was okay with you.”
“It is,” he says, surprising me. “Though I won’t lie and say my men didn’t see you on the cameras and let me know where you were.”
I shrug. “I figured as much. I wasn’t trying to escape or hide where I was going. And the only reason I found this spot was because I smelled the chlorine.”
“Do you like to swim?”
I give him a soft smile. “I love to swim. But I was rarely allowed, so I didn’t get to do it much.” And I also learned my lesson of never swimming when my brothers were around.
He releases my neck and stands. “Then why aren’t you swimming now?”
“I just wanted to sit and think. And I didn’t bring a suit. And with the cameras in here, I didn’t think you would like it if I went skinny dipping.”
“Mmm, no, I would not,” he agrees. “I don’t want anyone to see any part of you. Especially my men. Your body is for my viewing alone.” He pulls out his phone, taps out something, and then shrugs out of his jacket. “But I just told them to turn the cameras off to this room, so I say we get in and enjoy the water, don’t you,topolina?” I blink at him. Wait, he wants to go swimming? Now? Really? I glance warily at the stairway. Anyone could walk in. “No one will come in here, Gia,” Nico assures me as he strips off his tie and gets to work on unbuttoning his shirt. “Not if they want to leave here breathing.”
I don’t reply, just stare at him as he strips out of his shirt before he moves to the buttons of his pants. He smirks as he kicks off his shoes and socks, before sliding them and his boxers down and stepping out of them.He stands in front of me in all his tattooed, hard-cocked glory. Because even now he’s hard, and I’m instantly wet thinking about him inside me again. God, this is what I should be avoiding, because now the only thing I can think of is how good sex with him is and how I want to do it again. And often.
I’m not sure what kind of bravery overtakes me, but I pull my feet out of the pool and turn toward him, lifting up on my knees and reaching for him. He doesn’t move, just watches with burning, lust filled eyes, as I awkwardly wrap my hand around his length. I’ve read all about blowjobs in books, but I’ve never really thought about how I would feel about giving one. Right now, I’m nervous and I have to try and keep my breathing even, though my heart is pounding furiously in my chest.
He’s so hard, yet his skin is soft and warm. I’m not sure what exactly I expected, but as I move my hand slowly over him, exploring, I’m intrigued. He jerks slightly in my hand when I bring my other hand up, running my finger gently on the underside of the head, and I pause, looking up at him in worry. His jaw is clenched, and I didn’t think it was possible to stare into someone else’s soul, but damn this man somehow accomplishes it. “I’m sorry, did I hurt you?” I manage to stammer out.
“Fuck, Gia, you have no idea how good it feels to have your hands on me,” he grits out. “Hurting me is the farthest thing you could be doing.”
I relax and continue my slow exploration. Though when I get to the head of his cock, I notice the drops of pre-cum. My mouth waters as I wonder what he tastes like, and glance up at Nico again to see him watching me. Again, he stares at me, but he doesn’t say anything. I swallow hard, and whisper, “I need you to tell me if I do something wrong.” I barely hear him curse in Italian before I let my tongue lick at the drops. The salty taste is different, but not terrible. I give him another lick, and more hits my tongue.
Suddenly, Nico’s hand grips my hair, and I stop, looking up at him in surprise, and concern. “Fucking hell, Gia, you’re going to kill me if you keep doing that,” he manages to hiss out between clenched teeth. “Suck me down, pretty girl. Let me feel that mouth wrapped around my cock nice and tight.”
I hesitate, but do as he says, taking him into my mouth and sucking on him lightly. He groans, but he doesn’t push for more, just lets me continue to set the pace as I slowly start moving my mouth over him, trying to make sure I don’t catch him with my teeth, and figuring out what to do with my tongue. It takes me a few awkward tries, but finally, I find an easy rhythm for myself, and start to suck a little harder, moving my tongue over him as I stare up at him to make sure I’m doing alright. Considering the grip on my hair and the way he’s staring at me, I think it’s safe to say he’s enjoying it.
“That’s it, Gia,” he encourages, his voice not much higher than a rasp. “Fuck, your mouth is so fucking good.” He curses again in Italian, before he slowly and gently puts pressure on my head to take more of him. I don’t fight him and try to do as he wants, but stop quickly when I hit my gag reflex. He eases up and back, and I start again, careful not to take him too deep. “Soon, I’m going to fuck your throat,topolina, but not quite yet. Right now, I want you to get used to having my cock in your mouth, because it’s going to be there a hell of a lot. Fuck, yes, just like that, Gia. Suck a little harder.” His instructions give me confidence, and I start moving my hand in time with my mouth. It’s a bit jerky at first, but he doesn’t complain or stop me.
Soon enough, I’m forgetting everything else and only focusing on making the man above me lose his mind. His grip on my hair is intense, and any other time I might be worried he’s going to pull it out by the roots, but the little flashes of pain only seem to make me want to do it more. Like I know he’s so close to losing control he can barely hold himself back.
More pre-cum coats my tongue with each suction, and I can see the muscles of his stomach and thighs tighten. It encourages me to move my hand a little faster, suck on him a little harder, and he lets out a low groan. “Bloody hell, your mouth,” he hisses. “I want to come down your pretty throat, Gia. So if you don’t want that, you better stop.”
Do I want him to stop? I wonder what he tastes like? Instead of answering, I continue working him with my mouth and hand, and stare up at him, letting him know I’m alright. His eyes flash with heat and he growls, “I want you to swallow every last drop, Gia. All of it. I want to see that pretty throat work as you work to take my cum.”
I love when he talks so dirty. Even now, I’m so turned on knowing I’m affecting him this way. I had no idea a woman could be this aroused from giving pleasure to someone else. And I want to see what happens when he finally lets himself go. Thankfully I don’t have long to wait.
I groan low in my throat when his other hand comes up to the back of my head and he starts to move a bit harder and faster. At one point I’m sure he’s going to choke me, but he manages to stop before I gag on him. “Breathe through your nose, Gia,” he instructs through clenched teeth. “Don’t panic, I’ve got you. You’re safe with me.”
I can’t really respond, but I stare up at him hoping that he understands. I fight back all the panic and breathe through my nose as best as I can as he powers into my mouth. I stop trying to use my hand and move it to his thigh to keep myself steady, digging my nails into the hard muscle there as I feel him swell. “Gia,” he grunts out. I try to fight the panic as his cum fills my mouth and I fight to swallow it all. “That’s it, Gia, swallow it down,” he gasps out, never looking away from me and still moving in my mouth. Then he moves his hand from my hair and down to my throat, cupping it lightly.
When he finally pulls out, I draw in a deep breath, but I don’t have much more time to collect myself before Nico is hauling me to my feet and taking my mouth with his. I should be grossed out, but apparently he isn’t so I let myself fall into the kiss. When he yanks his mouth back, he orders, “Get out of those clothes, Gia. Now.”
I don’t hesitate this time, and quickly strip them all off, anxious to see what he’s planning. Once I’m standing here naked, he scoops me up and carries me toward the water. “Wait, what are you doing?” I ask, surprised and confused.
He doesn’t reply, he just walks to the stairs and I let out a small gasp at the feel of the water on my already heated skin. He walks into the pool and then toward the edge. When he’s about waist deep in the water, he sets me up on the pool’s edge, and orders, “Lean back and don’t move.” I barely have time to do as he says, before he’s spreading my legs as wide as they can go, and shoving his face between them, wasting no time in driving me crazy.
