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The sounds of her pleasure ignite the flames inside me, and I redouble my efforts. I slither in my tongue as deep as I can, smacking her walls with it. My finger glides expertly over her clitoris, and I begin to feel her legs tremble.
She's wetter than an overflowing dam, her juices dripping down my tongue. I slip out for air and change tactics, now tantalizing her pussy walls with my fingers and the star of the show with my tongue.
I rotate my tongue over her clit in figure eight and dribble my fingers in synchronized pacing, speeding up in response to her moans.
I can feel her building towards a climax, her hips grinding against my face, urging me to take her higher. With each flick of my tongue and every stroke of my fingers, she trembles on the precipice of ecstasy.
Her walls clench around my fingers, gripping them tightly as waves of pleasure wash over her. Her cries fill the room. "Fuck, Philippe," she moans,"Io non riesco a controllarmi." –I can't control myself.
"Lasciati andare,Tatiana.Lasciati andare." – Let yourself go, Tatiana. Let yourself go.
I peer up when I command her, the underswell of her tits right in my view, the sweat beading off her tight stomach, her breasts jiggling as she begins to quiver, and then she freezes, like a deer in the headlights, takes a deep breath, and then breaks into an earthquake, every cell in her body quivering as she rides out the waves of her climax.
I won't stop going down on her until her grip on my hair loosens and her breaths come in panting gasps.
Only then do I raise my head again to meet her gaze, my lips and chin glistening with evidence of her release.
Tatiana looks at me with eyes filled with love and desire, a smile curving her swollen lips.
"You're going to be the death of me," she murmurs, pulling me up for a searing kiss.
I chuckle against her mouth. "But what a sweet death it would be."
Tatiana rolls us over so that she straddles my hips, her eyes glinting with mischief.
"My turn," she purrs, trailing fiery kisses down my chest and abdomen as she expertly slides my shirt off.
I groan as she wraps her hand around my already hard cock, stroking me firmly.
"Tatiana..." Her name comes out as a strangled gasp as she takes me into the warmth of her mouth.
My hands fist in her hair as she begins to move, her tongue swirling around the tip of my cock before she takes me deep in her throat.
The pleasure is almost too much to bear as she works me expertly, building the pressure inside me until I'm trembling on the edge of release. She takes me in deeper. I hear her choking breath as she slobbers down my cock.
I reach over, take her hair in my hands, and intertwine them in my grip.
"Carissima–dearest– I'm close..." I warn her, my hips jerking uncontrollably.
She merely hums around me, the vibrations sending me tumbling over the precipice into ecstasy.
I shout her name as I climax, spilling myself down her throat as she swallows greedily.
Tatiana releases me with a soft pop and crawls back up to claim my mouth in a searing kiss.
I can taste myself on her tongue, and it only serves to reignite my desire.
She smiles against my lips, her hand stroking my cheek tenderly.
"You're insatiable," she teases, though her eyes glow with love.
"Only for you, cuore mio," I reply, rolling her beneath me once more, ready to lose myself in her sweet embrace.
Chapter 28
Tatiana
It’s been two weeks since my parents’ funeral, where someone tried to shoot at Philippe, injuring me in the crossfire instead. Dr. Rossini assures us that my arm is healing steadily. But my heart isn’t.
