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“Damn fucking straight it’s mine. If we do this, Margo, you’re mine. Once my cock enters you, you’ll have no other cock for the rest of your life. Are you sure about this?” he asks so seriously that it makes me more feral for him than before.
Okayyyy, and I’m needy for Elio now. I don’t have any vibrators here obviously, and I don’t think my fingers will do it for me, not after knowing what it’s like to be touched by him.
I want him to fuck me in my parents’ home, right here, right now. The fact that they’re both home only adds to the heat spreading across my body, knowing how risky it would be.
I send him a text.
I don’t reply because he’s already in my room, shutting the door quietly behind him. He turns, his eyes going wide when he sees that my fingers are sliding in and out of my pussy. I couldn’t wait for him because the ache between my legs was too intense.
“Fuck, Jasmine. What are you doing?” he groans, watching me.
“What does it look like I’m doing? I’m fucking myself until you could get here and give me your cock instead,” I pant while growing wetter as his eyes stay glued to my pussy. He loves it, and I love that.
“Dolcezza, your dad is downstairs, and your mom is I don’t even know where. I told him I had to call my mom. That doesn’t give us much time.”
“Elio, are you going to fuck me or not? I need you,” I whine, rubbing my clit, but it doesn’t do me any good. I want him.
“You know I can never say no to you,” he groans, unbuckling his belt and shoving his pants and briefs down enough to let his hard cock spring free. “Be quiet and take it like a good little slut, got it?”
I nod fervently as he climbs over me, his lips crashing on mine as he slams his cock inside of me with no warning.
“Fuck,” I yelp, making Elio’s eyes widen. He looks around, seeing the panties I discarded beside me. Elio grabs them, balling them up.
“Open,” he whispers, and I do. He puts my panties in my mouth, ensuring I won’t be making any more noise.
And then he unleashes himself on me, pounding into me like never before. It’s nearing painful, but I love how deep he is, how full I feel of him. Fuck, why is that so hot?
“I love fucking you,” he grunts. “My little slut is doing so good.” His voice is raspy as he looks between us while his cock slides in and out rapidly.
I dig my nails into his biceps, holding on for dear life as he fucks me. I can feel my orgasm starting at the tips of my toes.
“Ethan, huh?” he bites out, thrusting into me relentlessly. “I wish I could spank you right now because you know exactly whose cock you come on every morning and night.”
I moan around my panties and reach up, resting my arms around his neck as my fingers tug at the hair on the back of his head. Elio brings his hand between us, stroking my clit with precise flicks that he knows drive me insane.
“Come for me before your parents find me fucking their precious girl. Show me what a good little slut you are.”
His words cause my orgasm to shoot through me, warmth spreading in its wake as I come so hard I nearly black out while my pussy squeezes him inside of me. Elio follows me, coming inside of me as his hips jerk roughly against mine.
He pulls out quicker than I’d like, pulling my panties out of my mouth.
“You did so well,” he whispers, kissing my cheek before getting up and tucking himself back in his pants. “You okay?”
“More than okay, thank you. I needed that.”
“That was so fucking hot,” he muses, fixing his shirt and making himself look as if he didn’t rail me while my father is waiting for him downstairs.
I can feel his cum leaking out of me, and it makes me want round two. There’s something about it that makes me feel feral for him, seeing his seed on me. It’s possessive and raw, like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
“Fuck, dolcezza. I love watching my cum seep out of you, but I need to get back. Push it back inside you. I want you to feel me when I’m gone,” he orders me, then opens the door and walks out of my room.
I do as he says, leaving me breathless and needy for more because that man has quite the mouth. Who needs fictional men when my real-life man has a mouth like that?
I’ve never felt luckier.
“Pass me the salt,” I instruct Elio.
He leans over the island, grabbing the salt for me.
