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Continuing to simultaneously play with her breasts, I lower one hand until I feel the small patch of dark hair. I tease her, skimming my fingers above her slit but making sure not to touch her there.
“Tell me you’d rather have toads than for me to touch your sweet pussy.”
“Mmm.” She begins to quiver and squirm. Her breathing quickens. “Luca,” she says, her tone pleading.
“If I slip my fingers into your cunt, what will I find?” I slide my index finger over her slit, feeling the little lump of her clit.
She hisses when I apply pressure, turning her face toward me, her lips pressing against mine. Wrapping my arm around her chest, I clamp her to me and deepen the kiss. At the same time, I cup her pussy fully, pressing the heel of my palm to her clit as I insert two fingers.
Releasing the kiss, I say, “So fucking wet,” before I claim her mouth again.
Fuck. Her lips were made for this. For sex and sin. For my kiss.
I suck on her mouth, her tongue, devouring her. Everything about her excites me. Her taste. Her moans. The feel of her body in my hands.
I’m so near the edge, and I haven’t even taken my pants off yet. And I’m desperate to. Almost as much as I am to make her come.
The command is about to slip from my lips, when I remember who I am. Who she is. Why she’s here in the first place.
My promise to punish her.
“Luca,” she moans, tugging on the belt, pumping her hips against my hand. I remove it, and she cries out. “No!”
“No what?” I ask near her ear. “I thought you didn’t like my touch.”
She stills. “Luca, please,” she whispers.
I give her a few seconds, until her breaths have calmed and I’m sure her excitement has ebbed enough. I’d do it all over again, get her worked up, make her beg me for the thing she supposedly hates.
But I can’t wait. I don’t fucking want to.
My cock springs free when I tear open my fly, then taking hold of her rounded hips, I plunge inside her. She gasps, the walls of her pussy tightening around me. Milking me as I begin to pound into her.
The rod above us whines with every thrust, threatening to come down. I don’t give a fuck. Not when I’m inside Carina and she’s clamped around my dick so tightly, I can’t think straight.
Suddenly, something gives, because we both fall onto the bed. But I don’t stop. I hold her tighter, fuck her harder.
“Oh God, yes!” She reaches behind me and grabs for my leg, and I realize what gave was the belt.
She’s free yet doesn’t try to get away. Instead, she urges me deeper, lifting her ass to give me better access.
The sight of her, sweat gleaming off her skin, the little puckered hole between her cheeks so tempting, and below it, my thick shaft sliding in and out of her, is enough to push me over the edge.
I grab a fistful of her hair and lift her, turning her face to me so I can kiss that sinful mouth as I explode. My balls constrict almost painfully as I pump every last drop of myself into her.
When I’m done, I release her, and she drops. Slowly, I slip from her and watch with masculine appreciation as my cum spills from her and runs down the inside of her thighs.
“Your pussy was made for this, Carina. For my cock. That’s why you will always be wet for me. Because you’ll always want it, even if you don’t come. You know that, don’t you?”
She looks at me over her shoulder and says the one thing I didn’t expect, “Yes.”
Then she pulls herself out from under me and gets beneath the covers.
A smile curves my lips. That’s when I remember why I came up here in the first place. Although… I will admit that the idea of her belly growing with my baby does something to me I can’t explain. It rouses the possessive part of me to imagine her pregnant with my child. But that doesn’t mean it’s a good idea.
“Are you on the pill?” I ask.
“What?”
