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Unprepared for the intense zings, I damn near levitate. If not for the bindings holding me in place, I’d be on my way to heaven’s pearly gates. I gasp, unable to catch air.
“Tell me what you want,” he demands, not knowing I don’t have the words to express what I want.
I search for the right thing to say that won’t sully what we’re doing because nothing about this act resembles the horrors I’ve witnessed.
“Zakiya… don’t make me ask twice.”
“You,” I blurt. “I want you.”
My response must be more than sufficient because he shudders and closes his eyes. Once he regains some semblance of control, he meets my gaze, scorching me with the level of need he has.
He reclaims my pussy with the same gusto as he had when kissing me. His attention is brutally devastating and throwsme into a rapturous whirlwind. My body shakes as he sucks and fucks me with his tongue. I’m in no position to counter the onslaught, not that I want to. Being at his command is a revelation, admitting I want him a form of liberation, and allowing sensation after sensation to overtake me a new obsession.
He hasn’t finished showing me how he’ll dominate me, yet I already know once will never be enough.
Words I never thought would pass my lips burst forth, “Fuck me, please.”
Sansone stills between my quivering thighs. “Say that again.” His demand is a harsh growl more at home within a wolf pack than inside the man claiming me.
“Please, Sansone, I want you to fuck me.”
He rises above me, his face shining with my juices and his beard glistening from soaking in my essence. “I bet you don’t know how sweet your begging sounds to my ears.” He unbuttons his shirt.
I follow his movements, as tantalized by his unhurried pace as I am with my body’s pulsing ache at the emptiness in my core. “Don’t I deserve a reward?”
“Only when I say you do.” Sansone continues to toy with me as he reveals his tattooed skin and defined muscles.
My fingers itch to trace the shapes of his Italian flag and DeLuca crest over his well-defined right pectoral muscle. I allow my gaze to travel over his stomach, where I stare transfixed as he loosens his pants to reveal his Adonis belt. Saliva pools in my mouth as he unleashes another hunger.
“Does mia ragazzaccia want a taste?”
I do… my God how I yearn to feel him against my tongue. Will he be smooth? Hard and velvety or steel clad in silk? I lick my lips.
“Please me well, and I’ll let you play for as long as you desire.” Lust thickens Sansone’s voice.
He wants me to take him in my mouth, too. So why the hesitation? Unless he…
Sansone retrieves a condom from his pants pocket.
Did he always intend tonight to end this way? Or have I driven him to such a state he felt he needed to be prepared at the first opening I gave him?
He reveals himself, and my breath lodges in my throat. For the first time, trepidation grows within me. I’ve seen a lot of dicks in my line of work, but his is in a league of its own. For the first time, I question my ability to survive the night.
Sansone repositions himself above me, placing his dick at my entrance, sliding the tip through the wetness coating my labia, and brushing himself against my clit.
“You are so wet, and it’s all mine.” He pushes forward, but his entrance isn’t easy. “Fuck, you’re tight.”
“Or you’re uncommonly large.” My reservations loom larger at the reality of him trying to breach me.
“You can handle me, I promise.” He strums my clit while keeping the head of his dick inside me.
“Uh… Sansone, maybe we should slow down.”
“We are slowing down, or else I would have already been balls deep inside you.”
My pussy clenches, drawing his dick a little deeper inside.
“Fuck… do that again and I can’t promise I’ll have enough restraint to make our first time one you’ll want to repeat.”
