Nico released me and stepped back. At first, I was confused, but then he reached for my left foot and practically ripped my sandal apart as he pulled it off my foot. And the second I saw him reach for my other foot, I started unbuttoning my jeans. I was pushing them down my hips at the same time that my other sandal hit the kitchen floor. Nico saw what I was about, and I lifted my ass off the counter as he grabbed the waistband of my jeans and tugged them down my legs. The counter was cool on my bare thighs, but I didn’t care. I didn’t care about anything except the man in front of me.
I was expecting Nico to remove his jeans, or at the very least, start unbuttoning them, so we could get to it, but he didn’t. Instead, he hooked his big hands under my thighs and yanked me to the edge of the counter. Then he ripped my lace panties clean off my body, and I was too turned on to feel even the slightest bit of mortification that he could see all my secrets. My body was splayed wide for his viewing pleasure and I knew he could see how wet I was. I could feel my juices practically dripping on the counter, so there was no way he couldn’t see it for himself.
And then I watched in rapt fascination as he spread my legs wider and sank to his knees. My elbows collapsed on me and I dropped on the cold surface as Nico’s tongue made a long, slow, torturous journey from my pussy to my clit.
Holy Mary, Mother of God.
Nico held my thighs prisoner as he made out with my pussy, and the pleasure was worth giving up my entire life for. His strokes were precise and purposeful. He knew what he was doing as his tongue touched on every fold and ever goddamn nerve ending.
My hands grabbed the ledge of the counter, and I was surprised the edging didn’t break clean off under the strength of my grip. And, soon, I my hips were moving of their own accord, and I was desperate for it all. “Nico, please…” I begged. The warmth from his hand disappeared from my left thigh, and the next thing I knew, he had his fingers buried in my tight channel. “Nico!”
“That’s it, baby,” he commanded between licks. “Cum all over my face.”
The explosion rocked my entire body.
Chapter 9
Nico~
Mia Gallo tasted like world fucking peace.
With my tongue lapping up the remainder of her orgasm, I knew this was something I wanted to do every day for the rest of my life. Even with my dick still in my pants, I knew Mia Gallo had been worth the wait.
I got up off my knees and basked in her aftermath as I kicked off my shoes, sock, and started unbuttoning my pants. Mia still had her shirt and bra on, and that wouldn’t do at all.
“Unless you want your shirt and bra to meet the same fate that your panties did, take them the fuck off, Mia,” I ordered as I pushed my pants past my thighs and stepped out of them.
Mia’s eyes fluttered open and I wanted to beat my motherfucking chest. She was dazed and lethargic with the aftermath, so I couldn’t be sure that she understood me. “Mia!” I barked, but she didn’t move fast enough for me. I reached for the neckline of her shirt and I ripped that motherfucker clean down the middle. It fell like rags around her and I seized hold of her pink bra straps and I yanked them down until they were trapped around her arms, the bra cups now resting across her rib cage. And Mia’s tits were exactly like I had always imagined.
Perfect.
I gripped the base of my hard dick and began to rub the head up and down her perfect, pink slit. The sensation caused tingles to dance down my spine and I knew I was fucked. I’d be lucky to last ten seconds once I got inside this woman, and it had nothing to do with my abstinence.
When I raised my eyes from my target, they clashed the bright, eager brown ones. My mind was telling me this was a mistake. I needed to go slow with her. I needed to take her to my bed and make her first time special.