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“Alessandro...”
His thumb presses on my clit again scrambling all my thoughts.
“I don’t have one,” I moan out.
His thumb moves in slow circles. God yes!
I am right there…
Then he pulls his fingers out of me leaving me clenching nothing.
I want to weep. His hand around my throat tightens, taking my breath from me, and then he brings me back to reality when his hand slaps on my pussy once. My eyes roll back. His hand returns, but this time he uses the heel of his hand to massage my clit.
The ability of this man to use pain and pleasure undo me.
“Let’s try that again, Rachel. Favorite color?”
It is a truth I have never spoken, not once. The color of my favorite blanket as a child. “Yellow.”
My voice is so low and rugged I can barely recognize myself.
Alessandro chuckles once before sliding his fingers inside me once again, “See? That wasn’t too hard. Now, Rachel, when is your birthday?”
The questions keep coming.
The pleasure is still at bay,
I am almost out of my mind when I answer his fifth question. My favorite subject in high school.Science.
Alessandro has asked about my pet growing up.I had none.
My favorite fruit.Mangoes.
He must be satisfied by my replies because when he finally says, “Good. Now come for me,” I am shaking with pent up tension. His fingers curl and press on an extra sensitive spot that makes my insides clench… and then I fall off the edge.
His hand leaves my throat to cover my mouth as I whimper through my orgasm. It takes a long time before I can feel my legs again.
His fingers are still inside me, coaxing tiny tremors from me as his breathing becomes ragged.
His thumb presses on my clit as he begins moving his fingers in and out of me once again.
“I know you are greedy. How about you give me one more orgasm?”
I want to tell him that I can’t, that I am too spent but his thumb is rubbing such maddening circles on my clit and I can already feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge.
This time when my orgasm comes crashing into me, I am helpless. All I can do is bite down on the hand covering my mouth.
“Such an attentive girl now?” he cajoles me through the orgasm and finally, when my orgasm has crested, he slides the fingers out.
He pulls his hand from my mouth watching my breathing. I am a mess. I am a shaking trembling mess and it is all because of him.
His brown eyes soften as he cups my cheek, and then brown eyes locked with mine, he slides the two fingers that were inside me right into his mouth.
It is all so obscene and vulgar, and it makes my pussy clench somehow already begging for more.
I watch as he licks his fingers clean before whispering, “Even better than my dessert.”
Fuck!
