Giorgio (Vigilance #1) - Silvia Violet Page 0,63

forward as I pushed his hands into the mattress.

“Fuck yes. Hold me down. Take me.”

I did, moving my hips more quickly, lifting almost all the way off him, then slamming back down. His cock was so slick, so hot. I couldn’t keep a steady rhythm. I was going to fucking lose my mind from the pleasure. My thighs burned with the strain, but I ignored the discomfort.

“Don’t move,” I ordered as I let go of his hands.

He smiled. “I wouldn’t dare. I want to see what you’ll do.”

I reached behind myself, gripped my ass, and pulled my cheeks apart, loving that it allowed me to take him even deeper.

“So fucking good,” he groaned.

I ran a finger along my stretched rim, teasing his cock

“Jesus, don’t stop,” he cried.

I pressed against his cock and slipped my finger inside, stretching myself even more.

“Fuck. That’s…”

I moved my finger, and he groaned. “More.”

“Next time, maybe we’ll try my favorite dildo.”

“Jesus. Please.”

I pulled my finger out then. I needed to ride him hard and fast. I needed to come.

“Jerk me off,” I ordered as I leaned back, placing my hands on his thighs.

“Yes, sir.” His voice was a low purr.

He wrapped his fist around my cock and squeezed hard. My head dropped back, and I moaned.

“Ride me.” The command was back in his voice, and I did exactly as he said. I worked my hips, pushing my cock into his hand as I moved along his length.

“Feels so good,” he groaned. “You’re close, aren’t you?”

“Yes. Don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop.”

“I won’t, baby. You’re going to come for me. I want to watch you, then I’ll fill you with every drop of my cum.”

“Yes!” I moved my hips frantically. I was so close. Right there. “Fuck.” I cried out as I watched cum shoot from my cock, coating Giorgio’s hand and splashing onto his abdomen.

“You’re so gorgeous… so fucking gorgeous.”

When my climax finally receded, he lifted me off him. “Hands and knees now.”

I moved as quickly as I could, widening my knees and arching my back as I hugged a pillow to me. I was dizzy and floating from coming twice, but I needed to feel him in me again. I wished he could stay inside me all night.

“Fuck, your hole is so hot all stretched and slack, ready for more.”

“Yes, Giorgio, please.”

He pushed back into me, and I whimpered as I clutched the pillow even tighter. He fucked me with harsh, fast strokes that made my whole body light up. I knew I couldn’t come again, but that didn’t make me want him any less. “Fill me, Giorgio. Come in me.”

“Yes, baby. Who do you belong to?”

“You.”

“That’s right. Nobody else gets this. You’re mine.”

I wanted to be his.

He growled, and his hands clutched my hips tightly as he drove in. Seconds later, I felt his hot cum spill inside me. Somehow I managed not to blurt out the words I didn’t think he was prepared to hear, but I knew for certain I was in love with him. There was no more doubt.

He lay over me, pushing me all the way into the mattress. I shivered when he pressed his lips to the side of my neck. I was slick with sweat, my ass full of his cum, totally worn out from his use, but I’d never felt better. There was no way either of us could pretend this was just a convenient way to get off while we were together. It was so much more.

I had a vague memory of him pulling out and cleaning me up, but I was asleep before he joined me in bed again.

When I woke up the next morning, Giorgio wasn’t there. It was only then I remembered Devil must’ve stayed the night since Giorgio had come to bed with me. That meant he’d certainly heard what we’d done. I’d tried to be quiet at first, but once Giorgio was fucking me, I’d completely forgotten. Heat rose in my cheeks, and I really hoped Devil had already left.

I listened carefully, but I didn’t hear anything. I did smell coffee, though, and I needed it badly.

I pulled on the sleep pants and sweatshirt I’d worn to bed the night before.

Cautiously, I opened the door, bracing myself for the awkwardness of seeing Devil again, but only Giorgio was in the kitchen.

“Are we alone?”

Giorgio smiled. “Yes. Devil left a little while ago. I made breakfast for us, and I kept yours in the oven so it would stay warm.”

“You could’ve woken me.”

“You needed