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He pulls out his cock—that glorious hard, thick flesh with the piercing that seriously must be the best thing since… well, fuck sliced bread; the piercing is a thousand times better. I’m not the only one dripping here. There’s a drop of precum hanging from his piercing, making my mouth water for a taste. When he goes to rubber up, I put a hand on his, stilling him.
“Wait, Nico,” I push against his chest. When he sees the direction of my gaze, he releases my leg so I can drop to my knees in front of him.
“You’re driving me insane,” he groans.
“I haven’t even started yet.” I dart my tongue to lick the wet head of his cock, catching his precum.
His cock jerks and his eyes flare with heat. I wrap my hand around the thick base and just take in his fat, beautiful cock. No wonder the man feels so fucking good. I run my tongue around the tip, flicking across the sensitive ridge and the barbell.
He lets out a heavy breath as his fingers tangle in my hair, taking out the single pin I used to hold it up. The moment I open wider and suck him in, his breath catches, and his fingers clench tight.
I take him in deeper, hollowing my cheeks, then work my way back to the tip, working my hands on him in tandem.
“Fuck, baby.” He keeps a firm grip on my hair, but he doesn’t take over; he lets me set the pace, taking him in over and over again and flicking my tongue over the plump head of his cock each time.
His breath huffs out in hard and fast. His free hand, once clenched in a white-knuckled fist at his side, now rises, trembling, to join the other. Together, they grasp and entwine in my hair as he watches me. Our eyes meet, and the live sexual current in the air snaps brighter. Hotter.
“You’re perfect, fiammetta.”
In addition to making me hornier, his words do something to my rapidly beating heart that I don’t care nor have enough working brain cells to examine right now.
I take him as deep as I can, moaning at the sensation of having him where no other man has ever been. Then I withdraw and run my tongue back and forth over the smooth round metal knobs, unable to resist playing with his piercing.
He jerks and groans loudly, and a tremor seeps into his hands. I suppress a smile, feeling like a queen for transforming this dangerous and powerful man into a shuddering tower of lust.
And then my knees are no longer on the floor. He pulls me upright, his eyes dark pools of promise searing into mine. "You'll get a good taste of me soon enough, baby. But right now, I need to feel your tight cunt strangling my cock so I can think straight tonight."
He seals his lips to mine, his tongue boldly sliding into my mouth like he owns it. He kisses me until I’m breathless and squirming, then he fists on a condom, lifts me up, and wedges his thighs between my legs, parting them wide.
He lowers me down and thrusts up at the same time, filling me and making me gasp. The stretch, the burn, the exquisite pleasure, and that glorious barbell grinding against my sweet spot… God, it feels so good. Every time without fail, he blows my mind with how freaking good he feels inside me.
He fucks me deep and slow, driving my shoulder blades into the door as I wrap my legs around him, digging my heels into the small of his back.
“Tu sei come il paradiso,” he grinds out between gritted teeth as he reaches between us with his free hand. “Like a fucking slice of heaven.”
He grabs hold of my blouse and jerks hard, sending half the buttons flying off. Then he pulls my bra cups down, making my breasts spill out, watching as every deep thrust makes them bounce.
I reach for his shirt to bare some of that ripped body, too, but he catches both my wrists with one hand and holds them against the door above my head.
“No, cara, you stay there and take every stroke until you come all over my cock.” He drops his face in the crook of my neck and grazes me with his teeth while his hand cups my breast and pulls on my taut nipple.
The pleasure mounts so quickly that it has me gasping. I’m out of control, spiraling upward so fast, it’s dizzying. I wrap my legs tighter around him, holding on, trying to find purchase. My hands curl into fists, grasping onto nothing as my moans get louder every time he bottoms out inside me.
I want to prolong the pleasure, to savor it, but it’s too intense. I’m too close.
My orgasm hits me like a lightning bolt, hot and bright.
“Nico!” I cry out as my body ignites and explodes into a thousand shards of bliss.
His grunts get louder and more feral until he thrusts in deep, so deep I swear I can feel him everywhere as his cock swells impossibly more. Then he stills, throwing his head back as he climaxes. The roar that comes out of him is so wild it makes my muscles clench around his hard cock.
As he comes back down from his orgasm, he leans his forehead against mine, silent except for the sounds of our breathing as it begins to slow.
“There’s a duck tapping on my leg,” he says, finally leaning away and looking down.
I laugh as I follow his gaze. “He must like you. A poor judge of character, if you ask me,” I tease as Nico lowers my feet to the ground.
Chuckling, he fixes my skirt and bra, then bends to put on the shoe that had come off my foot.
