to hurt, so I’m groaning. Both of her hands pump my shaft, and I’m trying to fuck her palms. I’ve never felt like this…
“Oh shit.” My own voice echoes through my head.
I guess she can tell I’m wasted; when I crack my eyes open to see her, she’s smiling, smug and self-pleased.
She rubs my dick against her, sending stars through the darkness behind my eyelids. “I remember how it used to drive you crazy and you’d try to push against me, wanting to get inside.”
Her teeth nip my chin, my jaw, and then she’s kissing me. I’m kissing her so fucking hard I’m scared I’ll hurt her, but she’s moaning, pulling my hair—and that hurts…
I’m gonna come! Oh Jesus. “Rosa…”
She nips at my lower lip then whispers, “What do you want, Luca?”
I can’t say it. I’m gripping the blankets. If she touches me again, I really think I’m gonna blow.
She reaches down right then, her hand closing around my tip—but this time, she squeezes so hard. Hard so that it hurts.
“You want to come, right?”
She traces the little slit where precum’s oozing out, and I’m just moaning…like, I fucking can’t stop.
“I think that’s fine. I think you should get to come. But first, I have to.” She moves off me; at first, I’m confused. When I open my bleary eyes, I find her pulling her sleep pants all the way off. Elise…getting naked. I can’t comprehend what’s going on. I’m panting as I look at her, desperate to see skin. But she stops there, pants around her ankles, palm over her pussy like she’s saying the “fuck me” pledge. She’s still got on her underwear. I watch her fingers delve beneath the fabric.
“Jesus…fuck.” I don’t even know if I can get up onto my knees. I’m that close.
“I would do this anytime, anywhere,” I murmur. The room tilts around me as I crawl between her legs and put both of them over my shoulders. Then I rip the fucking underwear, drawing a soft gasp from her. My dick nearly explodes as I inhale the scent of her, take in the flawless beauty of her.
“Il mio bellissimo tesoro, oh dio.”
I look up, needing to see her face, wanting to check how she seems, but she sinks her hands into my hair, pulling. As I lower my face over her slick skin—she’s so wet, she’s glistening—she tugs my hair tighter.
“Luca…lie back down.” Her voice sounds shaky, so I look back up, finding, to my surprise, she looks like she’s coming undone.
“Oh, no way, la mia rosa. Not when I’ve got this in front of me.” I trace between her swollen lips and work a finger in. There’s this moment where my dick jerks, and I almost come from feeling how soft and warm she is, from wanting to be in there. I grit my teeth, then lean down and drag my tongue over her.
Her hips jerk, and she moans as she grips my hair with both hands.
“I like that sound,” I whisper over her swollen lips.
I remember what she likes…the way she used to jerk and squirm when I would point my tongue and drag the tip around her clit, lapping just a touch too gently all around her wetness but not pushing that button.
I start up the way I used to, and she’s hugging my head, thrusting, wrapping her long, hot, smooth legs around me. I can feel my balls throb, and my dick is dripping precum. I’m so fucking close.
I trace around her clit in little circles, my two fingers pumping slow and steady, filling her up, and her little sounds are making my whole body pulse. Then she lifts her hips and thrusts herself against me. It’s incredible the way my body starts to shake. I’m so done, I have to stop licking sometimes and pant against her.
Distantly, I hear her whisper, “Stay like that.” I watch, confused, as she slides out from under me. Her eyes are hooded, drunk on lust, her body shaking too as she moves like she’s getting in the sixty-nine position—but with me on top.
“No.” I scoop her up, still panting, hard as granite, nearly blind with want.
“I’ll lie down. I want you on my face.”
I do that and put her there myself, dragging her atop me, squeezing her hips as I rub her against my mouth. God in heaven, I’ve got Elise riding my face. She leans down toward my abs, but I put my hand over my dick.
“Rosa.” I trace her slit