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“Do you regret it?”
Fucking Gabriella without a condom was incredibly irresponsible, the biggest I've done in many years, if I'm honest, but I wouldn't change anything, because seeing her completelysmeared with my cum was almost as good as feeling her warm pussy, skin against skin, strangling my cock with each thrust.
Gabriella shakes her head no, and her suddenly cloudy eyes tell me that her thoughts have gone to exactly the same memories as mine.
“That it's not a good idea not to use a condom while I'm not taking the pill,” She resumes her thought after blinking, freeing herself from the memories. “She said that pregnancy is still a risk. Doctor Noelle thinks it's difficult to happen, because of my lower-than-ideal weight and how it affects my cycle, but it's not impossible,” she concludes.
“And when will that happen?”
“I don't know, my period is irregular. It still hasn't come since I arrived.”
“So, let's hope next week is the winning one.”
“The whole week?” Gabriella widens her eyes, showing much more concern about the idea of going a whole week without sex than about the risks she exposed herself to when she didn't say no to sex without a condom.
I knew that just not cumming inside Gabriella, as I would have liked to have done, in fact, was not enough to completely eliminate the risk of pregnancy. I knew, but I didn't care enough to stop myself from acting like a Neanderthal, completely guided by instinct.
“Your skin wasn't the only part of your body I left marked, Gabriella.”
“I like the marks” she admits quietly, sending away any distraction that the conversation about STIs and the risks of an unexpected pregnancy could have generated.
“Cazzo! I still don't know if you say these things because you're too innocent or because you're a tease, Gabriella.” I slide the hand that was on her chin along her jaw until I reach the strands of hair on her nape once again and pull them tightly. Gabriella moans, and I bring my lips closer to her ear. “That innocent look of yours guarantees that the first option is the right answer, but that moan of yours, like a whore who loves a rough touch, is completely in favor of the second.” She rubs her breasts against my chest, looking for friction and making me laugh huskily. “But it's your delightful inexperience, Gabriella, that drives me crazy.” I pull her head back and place my mouth on hers before, with my free hand, I undo the two ties on the bikini top.
I rip the piece off without caring where I'm throwing it. Gabriella's fingers search for my hair and grip it tightly as I fall face to face with her breasts. She arches her body, offering her hard nipples to my mouth and throwing her head back with long, drawn-out moans with each contact of my tongue with her excited skin.
“Vittorio!” She calls my name, just like she did last night, and the way hearing it in her abandoned voice excites me as much as hearing her say “Yes, sir” doesn't make any sense.
“Oh,Bella mia!” I abandon her delicious breasts and bring my face back to hers. I grab Gabriella's thighs and lock them around my waist before I begin walking her out of the pool. “I said I wanted everything from you. That mouth knows how to tease, moan, and beg. Let's see how fast it learns to suck.”
CHAPTER 45
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Vittorio Cataneo
Has the smell of roses always been everywhere? Or is this just another side effect of my new compulsion? The image of Gabriella, just yesterday, spread out on the table I'm sitting in front of, as I ate her pussy, fills my mind without leaving room for anything else. Not even to the conversation unfolding right before my eyes, between my brothers.
I spent the last two weeks committing myself to consuming every inch of skin, every breath of smell, every milliliter of saliva that thebambinacould give me. Unable to even wait more than seven days to sink into Gabriella's tight pussy, even though her period hadn't come yet.
I didn't care enough about it to stop myself from marking her, day after day, at every opportunity, spreading my cum all over her body. And the fact that at no point did she say no to me, even though she was aware of the risks, is just another stimulus for my absolute lack of control.
Testing her limits became a new kind of game for me. Stretching them just to find out when she's going to tell me no. Silly little orders, even though that was never an adjective I would use to refer to any of my actions.
I ordered her to only take a shower using my soap, because I wanted my scent on her skin all the time. Another primitive way to mark her. Gabriella didn't even blink at the demand.
I ordered her to always be naked in our swimming lessons. I've never been a man of fantasies, but I found myself unable to deny myself the satisfaction of fulfilling this one, and again, all the girl did was say yes.
It was enough for Gabriella to open her bathrobe in the pool area, revealing her completely naked body for the first time, for me to know that there was no way I would ever allow her to step into a pool with clothes on again. Fuck that would mean gouging out some eyes if, even if, by accident, they saw what they shouldn't have.
I forbade her to wear panties in the house, because I wanted to have free access to her sweet pussy at any time of the day, no matter if I only had five minutes available or hours.
Her obedience only made me come home at any and every opportunity, even if it was to make Gabriella cum on my tongue in the middle of the day or just to feel her swollen clit pulsating against my palm as I pounded my fingers deep in her canal, which is always wet for me.
Two days ago, I gave her a butt plug in preparation for fucking her ass. That wasn't the test, because from that first night, after theVendemmia, Gabriella was always eager for anything I wanted to subject her body to.
The test was to tell her that she must come and ask me to put it in her ass every night at 9pm, no matter what part of the house I was in or doing what. Unless we were in my bed together, she should come to me, bringing her gift, and before she goes to sleep, no matter how exhausted she is, ask me to take it off.
That's how I ended up with my face buried between her legs last night, after a completely red-faced Gabriella interrupted a conversation between Dario and me, in this very office, with an almost silent knock on the door, as if she intended not to be heard.
