AllFreeNovel
Share Us
My eyes fall closed, and I rake my fingernails up and down the ridges of his bare back until he growls and grabs my wrists to hold them still. I can feel his body tremble against mine, and his breath comes out in shuddering gasps against my neck as I move up and down on him with increasing intensity.
“Don’t stop,” he growls, and I throw my head back just in time for his mouth to claim the delicate contour of my throat, his velvet tongue lapping against my flesh. His hand is still enclosed around my wrists behind his neck, and I use his strength as leverage to raise myself before letting gravity pull me back down again, harder this time.
“Do that again, and you’ll make me come,” he grunts with warning.
“That’s the point, isn’t it?”
“I want your cum around my dick before I cream your cunt with mine.”
“Oh, God,” I moan, his words washing over me like liquid sex and fiery sparks.
He palms my breast, the fire in my belly turning to an inferno as he rubs my nipple between his deft fingertips. His arm around my waist pulls me closer and harder against him, his hand trapped between our writhing bodies as we continue to move.
A moan leaks from my lips when he takes my nipple in his mouth, sucking hard before letting go, then tracing the tip of his tongue around the hardened pebble. The sensation is indescribable. I can feel it all the way to my clit, throbbing and demanding more while his dick smoothes along my pussy walls.
The heat radiating from our writhing bodies is almost too much, every nerve ending running along my skin, prickling with electricity.
“Fuck me, Mira,” he bites out, letting go of my wrists and grabbing my waist, his fingers biting into my flesh. He’s quivering against me, fighting his urge to move and thrust. He’s keeping still for me, letting me take from him what I need my way. My rhythm. My pleasure.
I rock my hips, my clit finding friction against him, and it makes me push harder against his pelvis, needing more, the desperation for release forcing me to fall back, my hands enclosing around his thighs to steady myself.
“That’s my baby girl,” he hisses, reaching out to cup both my breasts, squeezing them together as I ride him.
Up and down, back and forth, I’m mindless with the need to come, my every move fueled with the ironclad grip of desire. Nothing exists except for this. Us. Our bodies consumed with one another, wrapped in pure ecstasy.
“Touch me,” I beg, needing just a little more to leap over the edge.
“Tell me where to touch you.”
“You know where.”
“I need you to tell me.”
“God, Nicoli,” I moan, out of breath, grab his hand, tearing it from my waist and smacking it down between us, pressing his thumb against my clit. “There.”
He applies the slightest pressure, drawing circles, sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling through me.
“Yes,” I cry out, throwing my head back, rocking faster, taking him deeper. My entire body tightens around him, and my orgasm ruptures inside my core as Nicoli latches on to one of my nipples, groaning as he sucks. I feel him jerk inside me while I continue to ride him, both of us coming, lost in our pleasure.
I’m trembling, and we’re both shaking as Nicoli winds his arms tightly around me, pulling me close, peppering tender kisses along my collarbone.
I lick my lips, trying to catch my breath when he pulls us down so we collapse on the mattress, my one leg still wrapped around his waist. As the ecstasy fizzles, I’m weak against the truth—and the truth is even though our desire for each other is still strong, something’s changed. He changed. Before Nunzio, our passion was brazen, our desire limitless and untamed. But now it seems…locked and chained.
“You need to stop,” I whisper against his chest.
“Stop what?” His hand glides down my arm.
“Thinking I’ll break.”
“I don’t think that.”
“Yes, you do.” I place my chin on his chest as I look up at him. “That’s why it’s different.”
He cocks a brow. “What’s different?”
“The way you fuck me.”
His blue eyes flash as if my words offended him. “You know that’s not true.”
