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I’ve been so turned on since dinner it will not take long for me to get off.
“Don’t stop playing with yourself. If you stop, I’ll stop.”
“Yes,” I moan out as his lips return to my clit. I massage my breasts, crying out at the tongue lashing he’s giving me.
The pace is slow, but he quickly speeds up. Lapping me as if we hadn’t just had dinner and this is his first meal in weeks.
“Fuck, Nico,” I cry as he pushes two fingers into me.
“I could do this for hours. Tongue-fuck you until you come over and over.”
“I’m close, Nico. Don’t stop,” I begs as I continue to work my hands over my tits, knowing he’ll keep his word and stop if I do.
Nico’s tongue and fingers both assault my pussy. Pleasure shoots through my body as I arch my back. When he slows, I open my eyes to look at him. He slowly grazes his tongue from my opening to my clit before spitting on it.
“Come for me, amore,” Nico whispers before sucking directly on my clit as his fingers work in and out of my pussy.
“Fuck!” I cry, my whole body lifting as my orgasm courses through me.
Nico doesn’t stop licking as I try to come down. I jolt from the feel of his tongue.
His lips work their way up my body. He grabs the neckline of my dress, and before I can tell him not to, he rips the bottom of it. Too turned on to care, I grab his shirt and tear it open, and buttons fly everywhere. He shrugs his button-up and T-shirt off while I work at his belt and pants. My husband looks so hot with his gun holsters around his torso.
Wasting no time, Nico thrusts into me as I cry out from both the pain and the pleasure. Nico stills. “Are you okay?” He pants.
“Yes,” I reply just as breathlessly. “I need you to move.”
He pulls back slowly before thrusting in. My pussy responds by clamping around him.
“If you keep doing that, I’m not going to last. You’re already so fucking tight.”
“You can take your time later, Nico, but right now, I need you to fuck me.”
Without further question, Nico lifts my leg over his shoulder to push in deeper and fucks me without regard. One of his hands wraps around my throat as he continues to pound into me.
“Look at me,” he growls, and my eyes shoot open at his command.
“Yes,” I barely squeak out.
“Good girl,” he praises before kissing me. “You take me so good,” he says against my lips. “I’m so proud of you.”
His hand releases my throat and works its way down. Massaging my tits before he works my clit.
“Nico,” I cry.
“I know, baby. I know just what you need.” I didn’t realize he could fuck me any harder, but he proved me wrong.
Eyes locked, I come again. Nico speeds up and lets out his release with a growl, but he doesn’t stop moving inside me. Breathing our air, he presses his lips to mine. I’m not sure how long we lay there, but I know we’re in our parking garage. When we finally gain our senses, Nico sits up and uses his T-shirt to clean us up.
“You ruined my dress.”
“You don’t need it.” He winks before wrapping his button-up over my shoulders.
Nico knocks twice on the window, and the driver, who’s been waiting patiently, opens the door. He helps me out of the vehicle, not worried about an audience since we’re in our private garage. The driver doesn’t even look my way before heading back to the driver’s seat and taking off.
Our private garage is huge. It was one of Nico’s deal breakers like mine was the closet space. His rows of vintage vehicles and limited-edition vehicles made the garage look like a car sales lot.
I pull my husband, who’s trailing me toward the elevators, before sprinting off before him and turning a corner. Laughing, he catches up to me in no time as I press in the code to open the elevator. Nico’s arms wrap around me before spinning me around and lifting me. My legs wrap around his waist as he pushes me against the wall.
