Sinful Ever After - Vivian Wood Page 0,181

my clit again, swirling his tongue around it this time, making loud sucking noises, I bury my fingers in his hair.

He does figure eights with his devilish tongue for a minute, while I moan and try not to buck my hips against his face. After he closes his lips around my clit and sucks, though, I can’t help it.

“Oh god, oh god,” I repeat over and over again. “I… I’m close, Luca.”

He shifts a little, teasing the entrance to my core with one single finger. I shiver with excitement and buck against his mouth when he introduces a second thick digit.

And with the third, I think I’m about to boil over. He’s sucking on my clit and gently moving his fingers in and out of my pussy, and it’s all too much.

I make a throaty sound, almost there…

He slows down, though, and withdraws his fingers. I crack open my eyes, glaring at him.

“What are you doing?” I ask, uncertain.

“You can come from penetration, can’t you?” he asks, licking his fingers idly.

“I… I think so…” I say. I flush, tripping over myself to explain. “I mean, I have before. With you.”

“Good. Then I think we should both come together,” he says, rising to his knees.

I go red at his words, even though he just got done doing that very thing. I bite my lip and beckon him. He backs off the bed, stripping of his boxer briefs, laying himself bare. His cock juts proudly out, long and thick and quite beautiful.

He crawls on top of my body, until our hips press together. He’s heavy, almost too heavy for me, but his big frame makes up for it. He balances himself on his elbows, taking some of the weight off.

My lips find his, and my hand finds his cock, stroking it gently. He breaks the kiss with a low, needy groan. That sound breaks any plans I had to draw this out.

I position his cock at my entrance, moving my hips a little to encourage him. He doesn’t thrust right away, though. He takes a second to look down at me, brushing some of my still damp hair from my face.

“You’re beautiful,” he tells me. The earnestness in his gaze shines through.

“You’re gorgeous too,” I say.

He kisses me again, his lips warm and wonderful. Then he slowly sinks in, inch by inch.

“Ahhhh,” I say, feeling the stretch deep inside to accommodate his size.

He looks at me, sweat beading on his brow. “Do you want me to stop?”

I shake my head. “No. Go faster.”

Luca withdraws, then thrusts, withdraws, then thrusts. A little deeper, a little faster every time. He sets a rhythm, slow at first. I meet him thrust for thrust, feeling my body warming up, remembering the pleasure that it felt just a few minutes ago.

I wrap my legs around him as he increases the pace. There’s a smooth kind of friction happening; it feels amazing, like there is something deep inside me that is on fire, and only he can put it out.

With each thrust I am getting a little closer to ecstasy. I feel a spring winding a little tighter and a little tighter. I just need something a little… more… to be set off.

“Luca,” I say, breathless. “I am going to need you to fuck me harder. Don’t hold back.”

He smirks for a second, then he gives me exactly what I want. He leans over me, fucking me like a jackhammer, sweat beginning to drip from his face and chest. All I can do is hold on, that inner spring growing tighter by the second.

“Fuck,” he whispers, his tone reverent. His voice is nearly lost in the melee between us.

“Yes,” I urge him, my hips clashing with his over and over again. “Yes! Don’t stop. Don’t you dare…”

I’m wound so tight that when I start to come, I grip Luca’s back with my nails, leaving a set of nail marks. Then it’s like I see fireworks, everything in my world going black except for a few bright splashes of color.

I topple over a cliff I didn’t see coming, and plummet down into the abyss of my own pleasure. A second after I come, I feel Luca start to come. I hear his rugged shout, I feel the hot pulse of his seed deep within me. I feel him slow down, and then stop.

He rests his forehead against the pillow to my left, breathing openmouthed for a long second. My racing heart begins to slow.

Luca kisses me then, long and