in front of this man before he warned, “Robbie, baby, I’m going to cum.” I kept sucking and moaning and slobbering all over him. I wanted him to cum. I wanted to taste him.
All of him.
A few seconds later, his hands pulled tight and spurts of his cum slid down my throat. I swallowed every drop and didn’t stop gorging on his cock until he pulled it out of my mouth.
I looked up and he looked predatory. “My turn.”
Chapter 17
Ciro~
The woman almost brought me to my knees.
Her lips and that smartass fucking mouth of her were the best things that have ever been wrapped around my dick and that’s saying something. I’ve had countless blowjobs in my life. I’ve had women made up to perfection on their knees in front of me. I’ve had them swallow me whole. I’ve had every fucking blowjob you could probably think of.
But this woman?
This confused, problematic, spaztastic mess, dressed in shorts and a ratty t-shirt with no makeup on and her hair a loose, chocolate mess around her motherfucking beautiful face was, by far, the best thing to ever happen to my dick.
Robbie sucked my cock, not like she wanted to land me, not like she wanted the bragging rights that she sucked off Ciro Mancini, not like she was wanted to please me, but like sucking my dick was going to make her cum.
She took my cock in her mouth and down her throat like it was pleasurable for her, and I wanted nothing more than to return the favor.
I kicked off my shoes, toes off my socks, and let my pants and boxers fall the rest of the way off. I was completely naked in front of her, and she wasn’t shy about letting her appreciation for my body shine through those russet orbs of hers.
I reached for her shorts and Robbie stood there, letting me undress her. I grabbed the waistband along with her panties and pulled them both down her smooth, soft legs. Next, I grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it over her head. Robbie stood before me in just her bra with her delicate trimmed triangle temping me from below.
I couldn’t help the half-grin on my lips as I reached around to her back to unclasp her blue lace. “I’ve been wanting to see your big tits since that night at Frankie’s,” I admitted to her. “I’ve dreamt about having them in my mouth.” The garment fell away, and I wanted her to walk around shirtless for the rest of our days. “I’ve fantasized about splashing ropes of my cum all over them.” I filled my hands with her impressive tits, and she let out the sexiest moan to ever hit my ears. I seized her hips, lifted her in the air, and tossed her ass on the bed. Before she could object by my less than graceful actions, I covered her body with mine.
Robbie automatically spread her legs to accommodate me, and I’d never felt so…content being anywhere else.
I braced my weight on my elbows and looked down at the woman who was doing a hell of a job driving me to distraction. Her hair was a tangled mess. Her eyes were clouded with lust. Her cheeks were flushed with desire. Her lips were swollen from sucking my dick. And her hands were moving over my jaw and neck, never stopping.
Roberta Regal was the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.
I was hit with realization and shock at how quickly I was falling for this pain in the ass. I touched my lips to her collarbone, fear that I might blurt out shit that didn’t need to be blurted out. We were about to do the most intimate thing two people could do, but we still didn’t trust each other.
I kissed my way down until I stopped at those magnificent tits that have been haunting my dreams. They were big, heavy, and soft to the touch. I had big hands, but I still couldn’t gather them in my hands completely. As I wrapped my lips around her left nipple, imagines of fucking her tits danced in my mind. I pictured my dick surrounded by the soft flesh and a growl erupted from my throat as I pictured pulling on my shit until ropes and ropes of my cum splattered across them. As I tasted her and lavished attention on both her glorious hills, I realized I wanted Robbie to be what I accused her of. But