Becoming the Street Boss - Hayley Faiman Page 0,37

her. Pippa arches her back, her hard nipples rubbing against my chest as she lifts her hips, needing more from my fingers.

Moving my hands out of the way, I align my cock with her center. Continuing to kiss her, without warning, I gently guide myself inside of her tight cunt.

Her body tenses and a whimper escapes. I swallow the sound, continuing to sink deeper inside of her body without stopping, not even when I feel her barrier. I push past it, swallowing her cry of pain.

Lifting my head, I break the kiss as I look into her wet eyes. Tears are streaming down her temples and onto the pillow. This moment, it feels bigger than anything that I’ve ever experienced in my life. I don’t know why, but this feels fucking gigantic.

“Lift your legs, wrap them around my back, dolcezza,” I urge. She does and I groan as I sink fully inside of her. “You feel amazing, Pippa. The best feeling in the whole fucking world. I imagine this is what heaven feels like,” I whisper.

PIPPA

The pain subsides slightly, though it’s still there between my legs where Massimo moves. His hips roll, his pelvis grinding against my clit, causing me to gasp with each stroke. Lifting my legs higher, I arch my neck and let out a breath as he continues to take me.

His mouth touches my exposed neck. “You’re so beautiful, dolcezza,” he rasps against my skin. “So tight. So perfect. So, mine,” he murmurs over and over as his speed begins to increase.

My fingers grip his biceps as I hold on to him. He moves harder and faster, his control slipping until he plants himself deep inside of me with a groan. His teeth sink into the side of my neck, biting me hard as his entire body shudders above me.

“Massimo?” I ask a few seconds later.

He’s still deep inside, his chest pressing against mine, his teeth no longer biting the side of my neck, but his lips sucking me there instead.

“Mine,” he grunts, then shifts his hips and slowly moves in and out of me a few more times.

Opening my eyes, I tip my head down slightly so that I can look at him. He lifts his head, his eyes finding mine.

“Mine,” he says again.

This time his eyes are focused on mine, his nostrils are flared and I think that he’s going to say something else, but instead he slants his head before his lips crash against mine. “Say it, Pippa.”

“Yours,” I breathe against his lips.

He hums. “Yes. Mine,” he says with a grin. Slowly, he slips from my body and I can’t hold back the hiss of slight pain.

I expect him to slip from the bed and walk away, but he doesn’t. I start to close my legs, completely embarrassed by my nakedness. Massimo is sitting just to the side of my foot. He shakes his head once and reaches between my legs, his fingers curling around the inside of my thigh to stop me.

“Let me see,” he gently demands as he squeezes my thigh.

“Massimo,” I whisper, my face hot.

He shakes his head again. Then slowly his hand drifts up my thigh toward my tender center. He cups me there, his palm warm as he just holds me. I’m not sure what to do, so I freeze. He shifts his hand slightly and two fingers slip inside of me. I let out a whimpered cry at the painful sensation.

Massimo doesn’t even flinch at my obvious discomfort. Instead, he moves his fingers, curling them inside of me, then pumps them in and out. He does it again, the second time he applies pressure to my clit.

Reaching for his wrist, I wrap my fingers around him, trying to get him to stop. He doesn’t. It hurts at first, but then the more he touches me, the pain disappears and desire replaces it. What a weird sensation. On the verge of pain and pleasure, it’s so different from anything I’ve felt before.

“You will learn to like what I like, Pippa. This?”

“Pain and pleasure,” I rasp.

He hums, his fingers moving faster between my legs. I arch my back, placing my feet on the mattress and lift my hips to meet his movements. I want it. Need it. More. So much more. He grunts, his hand and fingers moving faster, his palm grinding against my clit harder.

Sitting up, I slide my hands up his arms, circling his shoulder and gasp. Massimo’s eyes widen, he’s unable to hide his surprise as I