Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81375 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81375 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
So close.
And then Luca unwinds his hand from my hair, picks me up, and shifts me off of him.
I’m about to give him a major tongue lashing or start sobbing in disappointment as the pleasure that was so close drifts back off into the distance, but then he moves, hovering over me. He guides me down to the bed with one hand on my upper back. I’m half limp with pleasure even though I didn’t get all the way there. I let him arrange me on the bed like a freaking rag doll. My face presses into the sheets, and my hands follow. He pushes my hips up from beneath. I used to do yoga every day. I’ve fallen off it recently, but this is the puppy pose of my life.
His hands hook around my thighs, spreading them apart. The sheets smell like us. Luca knocks my legs apart with a soft slap to each thigh, and I mewl out my approval. I’ve never been spanked before. Never wanted to be. But Luca could blister my ass red right now, and I’d thank him.
I’m prepared for something of that nature, but not when he spits on me.
It’s not a lot, but it’s definitely wet and warm. He massages it into my already wet and swollen folds, and then his mouth is there, licking me from my asshole all the way to my clit. Licking up his own saliva, my wetness, and the taste of us.
I’m going to die. I’m going to come. I’m going to… shit, I don’t even know. When it happens, I still probably won’t have seen it coming.
This is so hot, so primal. And it’s exactly what I need.
Luca knows what I need. He licks me hard and then notches his cock at my entrance and thrusts home in one brutal stroke that shoves me forward a few inches, imprinting himself inside me.
I’m ready for another, but he keeps me guessing, pulling out and giving me his mouth. I’m so wet and he’s so eager that what he’s doing is loud. My face flushes hot with shyness and elation.
He tortures me like that, alternating between his mouth and his cock and fucking me so hard that his balls slap against my ass, but then easing the sting with his hot mouth.
On the last few passes, he teases my clit before lapping at my entrance. He gives me three fingers, filling me until my hands are claws in the sheets, and my body and my skin are covered in a sheen of sweat from the sweet torture. He draws them away when I’m getting too close to falling over the edge of pleasure and gives me his mouth again. His soaking wet fingers dance over my asshole, caressing me there. I’ve never actually wanted to do backdoor stuff, but I can’t stop myself from arching into him and wishing he’d sink those fingers deep inside me.
Even if it felt weird, there’s no weird that’s the wrong weird with him.
“On your hands and knees, Dulcie,” he commands tightly, drawing me out of my filthy fantasy. “I’m going to explode real fucking soon, and I want you to watch me. Watch us. Watch us come together.”
I love his strained tone and how he appears so controlled, but really, he’s a mess too.
“Tell me what you’d like me to do. Do you want me to fuck you until you’re coming all over my cock and then fill you up until you’re overflowing, or do you want me to pull out and cover you in my come?”
Oh god.
That’s… holy shit. That’s quite a choice.
Also? I never thought Luca would be a dirty talker, and I am so damn here for it. He might phrase the question in scorching hot terms, but what he’s really asking me is where I’m at. He’s not wearing a condom, and we’ve never had a conversation about birth control.
“Inside, please,” I tell him, making sure to use my manners as I push up and get my hands under me. “But outside next time. Like ten minutes from now.”
“Mmm,” he purrs in agreement, his hand slipping between my legs to play with my clit. “Put your hand here, Dulcie.”
I touch myself, more teasingly, because I’m already so sensitive.
Then, Luca pushes inside, filling me again. I’ve never been so adventurous, but I move my hand, touching myself until I can feel how tightly I’m stretched around him. I keep going, bracketing my hand around the base of his cock as he thrusts into me.
“Fuck,” he pants. “Watch me. Watch us.”
I have no doubt he’s getting quite a show back there, but from where I am, it’s also mind-blowing.
I take my hand away and brace myself against the bed, watching everything he’s doing, watching me take him. I’ve never done anything this blatantly sexual before. I can’t see all of him behind me, but I can imagine what he looks like, all his muscles flexing and tensing, his skin glistening with sweat, his veins bulging in his arms, and his tendons straining in his shoulders, neck, and legs. He’s no less glorious in my mind, like an old-time warrior.