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“Okay. First, we don’t know what the gender of the child is. But regardless of the child’s sex, the name will get them made fun of on the playground, you know? How would it sound if I asked you your name, and you said...Revenge.” I cross my arms for emphasis and he chuckles.
“You win. No more Revenge. We’ll think of something better.”
I nod, then hold his hand across the table. “That’s better.”
He leans his elbow on the table, gazing evenly at me. “You look extra beautiful when you laugh.”
“Well, my brother’s death has made me forget how to do so many things, including laugh.”
He nods. “I understand. And I’m glad I was silly enough to make you laugh.”
“Should I say thank you for being silly?” A big smile spreads across my face.
Marcello laughs. “I don’t mind. If me being silly will make you laugh often, I can do that as much as you need me to.”
His response pulls at my heartstrings, and I want to kiss him immediately. I can’t explain the connection between good compliments from a man and the sexual urge that follows. Currently, I can feel my stomach clenching and heat pooling low at my center.
I reach for his hand, massaging the back of it while biting my lower lip. Then I lean forward, open my mouth, and run my tongue around the tip of one of his fingers. He grins like the Cheshire cat, before looking around the room. Everybody in the restaurant is busy with their dining partners or their food, and we’re sitting off in the corner in a booth. No one is watching.
“Damn, I’m dying to have you.” He leans back in the seat and adjusts himself uncomforrably as I suck his finger.
“You want me?” I whisper.
His jaw clenches, and his fingers stiffen and clench into a fist. “Let’s get going.Now.” Quickly, he jumps up, counts out some cash, and places it on the table before grabbing me by the arm. My panties are so wet already that I'm not sure I can hold myself back until we arrive home.
Within minutes that feel more like hours, we’re back at the cabin. As soon as he shuts the door, our bodies merge in a frenzy of heated emotion.
What I want to do to him is beyond kisses. We push and pull each other, entwining our bodies together as we stumble to the bedroom. The bed is just behind us, waiting patiently, but the urge to torture him makes me go down on my knees after ripping off our clothes. I coil my palm around his long dick, licking his head while I tease his balls with my other hand.
His pre-cum tastes salty in my mouth, and I love it. Knowing that my tongue is torturing him makes me eager to make him even crazier. Wetness is gathering between my thighs quickly as I start to take him deeper.
"Oh, yeah." He gathers my hair in his hands, groaning while watching me. Suddenly, I take his full length into my mouth, his head hitting the back of my throat. "Fuck. You're driving me nuts," he groans, thrusting lightly into my mouth. My clit throbs as I clench around nothing, the arousal hot and heady. Watching his neck and face flush as his mouth falls open with a moan tells me I'm doing it right.
“Fuck, give me that ass.”
He pulls me up and away from his cock, and instantly, I turn my curvy ass to him, leaning both hands on the bed. He drives inside me on the spot, his hips slapping hard against my skin. My pussy flutters around his length. His groans and thrusts spread ecstasy all over my body. His grip tightens around my waist as if he's about to cum. I know I'd tormented him beyond measure.
His hand suddenly reaches forward to play with my clit. Between his deep thrusts and the feeling of his fingers, I’m hurtling toward my end. As soon as his hips stutter and I feel his warm seed inside me, I convulse with my orgasm. We collapse on the bed, heaving.
“I’m sorry for being so rough,” he says, sucking my nipple like someone might suck on a lollipop. Fuck, the softness of his tongue is driving me insane.
“You’re turning me on again.” My voice comes off as a whisper.
He looks up at me with a wicked smile, kissing my breasts. “I’m afraid I can’t stop. I like how your nipples pucker for me.” He makes a circular motion with the tip of his tongue on the nipple while fondling the other breast. My pussy throbs, already eager for more. While torturing me with his tongue, his fingers trail between my thigh, rubbing at my clit tenderly.
“Yeah,” I whine, spreading my thighs and thrusting my hips forward into his fingers.
I spin him on his back and sit on his thighs, my legs on either side of his hips. I take his cock in my hand, rubbing it against my wet folds while staring down at his flushed face. His length begins to harden in my palm, and quickly, it becomes as solid and ready to be used. Just the way I like it.
“It’s all yours,” he groans. He touches my ass, massaging and kneading with half-closed eyes. I press my hips down, driving his thick cock inside my pussy. My folds open to him as I begin to move up and down his full length, working him deep inside me.
“Oh, you’re so damn warm.” His Italian accent becomes thicker as he has to fight to speak English, head too muddled with pleasure.
With my hands placed on his chest for leverage, I begin to fuck him slowly. His mouth falls open, and he’s torn between massaging my ass or playing with my breasts.
Moaning in pleasure, I drive his thick cock in and out of my wet pussy. My walls hold him tight, and I ensure he doesn’t leave my hole for too long before driving him inside once more. The fact that I’m in control, riding him at this leisurely pace, makes it even more stimulating. I’m getting closer than I expected already.
Our lips joining us together the same way our hips are. I twist my hips, feeling him at every angle. “Oh, yeah,” I whine in pleasure.
