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She bounced slightly, raising herself on her elbows o watch me as I sank to my knees in front of her. She was wearing some kind of long sweater dress from Suna. I’d delivered on my promise that she wouldn’t need clothes. I pushed the hem up her legs and paused when I realized she was completely bare beneath.
Raising an eyebrow at her, I let one hand run up her inner thigh, feeling her wetness already collecting on her skin.
“What?” she huffed. “I can hardly wear someone else’s underwear.”
“You mean to tell me you’ve been walking around here all day, with my brothers and the doctor about without panties?”
Playful fire sparked in her eyes. “Do I need another punishment?”
“I can see you’re going to be hard work, Miss De Luca. Thankfully, I’m up to the privilege. No punishments tonight, tesora. Tonight, you become mine. No going back.”
With that, I pushed her knees wide and leaned in, bringing my tongue up her hot, wet center. I burrowed through her folds and went for her clit as I used a finger to stretch her out. She was so tight, her first time was going to be hard. Still, being nice and wet would help.
I made sure her muscles were as slack as I could by getting her off on my tongue. She tasted divine, better than I could have imagined. She lifted her knees and perched them on my shoulders, and I pressed my face as tightly against her as I could, fucking her with my fingers and tongue until she exploded against my face.
“I’m on the pill,” she panted as I moved up her body a moment later.
I bared the beauty of her nakedness to my eyes, exploring everywhere I could. I stopped at her breasts, sucking and flicking my tongue across the tight buds of her nipples.
“Giacomo made me, just in case,” she whispered.
An unconscious growl left my throat at the idea of her brother controlling her, even while sending her out to do dangerous jobs for him.
“As much as I don’t want to feel thankful to that fucker for anything, being bare inside you is an unexpected silver lining of having the worst sibling in the world,” I grunted as I positioned myself over her. I kissed her hard, tangling my tongue with hers. “I’m sorry, tesora. A first time should be slow and special, and I already know I’m going to fail. I want you so badly… I can’t control myself.”.
“I don’t want you to. Don’t hold back,” she muttered against my lips. “I like when you’re rough and uninhibited. I like you in all the ways.”
“Fuck… don’t finish me before we’ve even started.”
With that, I nudged inside her, parting her tight virgin muscles with long, hard strokes, sinking deeper each time until I met my end inside her.
“Fucking hell, should it feel so big?”
“Maybe you’re small, tesora.”
She chuckled, and her body trembled against mine. She shook her head as I leaned up to see her, unmoving, giving her time to stretch to me.
“That’s not it,” she said, flexing her hips and making me groan. She leaned up and sucked my earlobe into her mouth. “It doesn’t hurt as much now if you want to break me in like you promised.”
I laughed. I couldn’t help it. Something about this woman chased away the grumpy bastard squatting in my head.
I drew back and pressed forward, sliding in and out of her, and her body bent around mine, drawing me in. It was all too much, nearly from the beginning. The scent of her skin and the taste of her still lingering in my mouth, how she sighed my name in my ear and scratched her nails down my back. For the first time in my life, I was exactly where I was supposed to be. My stitches ripped yet again, but I couldn’t stop myself from fucking her harder and harder.
I reached between us to flick her clit, making her cry out. “That’s right, Chiara, baby, no one can hear you now. Scream all you want,” I murmured in her ear, rotating my hips to hit her in all the right places.
She rose quickly, her pain forgotten as she barreled toward her release, and I chased after her. As soon as she started to come, her muscles locking tightly around me, holding me in place, milking me hard, I lost it. I exploded inside her, pumping her full of me, wishing for an insane moment that I’d already talked her out of talking birth control and tonight we were starting a family together.
I held her close and kissed her eyelids and cheeks, down to her neck, until her shudders subsided. I slid out of her and tucked her into the bed before going to the bathroom and wetting a cloth. I could see blood smeared on me, so I knew she had to be sore.
“Here, let me,” I said quietly, sitting on the bed and cleaning her with the warm washcloth.
She leaned back and let me, letting her legs fall open and giving me a view to feast my eyes on.
“When are you going to Chicago?”
I fought my reaction to her question, but she must have seen something on my face.
She sat up and looked pointedly at my side. “You’re still hurt.”
