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My stomach swirls with anticipation as I dart out my tongue, and he slides his finger into my mouth, then easing it out with a pop from my lips.
“And you and I, we’re going to make it our playground.” He wraps his fingers around his length, guiding it to my mouth, dragging the tip around my lips. “You want that, baby girl? Spend our days in love and our nights in sin?”
“Yes, sir.”
He inhales sharply, grabs my hair tightly, wrenches my head back, and thrusts his cock into my mouth. A guttural moan slips from his throat as I struggle to take him in, his taste bursting in my mouth, the salty-sweet flavor of his pre-cum making me desperate for more. He digs his fingers into my scalp, holding me still as he pistons into my throat while I fight against the tears stinging my eyes. With every movement, an animalistic pleasure crawls across his face, and it’s the most beautiful fucking thing I’ve ever seen.
“Fuck,” he breathes out, and I revel in his pleasure, swirling my tongue around his length, sucking so hard my cheeks hollow out, and there’s barely enough air reaching my lungs. But I don’t care. I choose his pleasure over oxygen.
He buries his hands deeper in my hair and pumps into my mouth, harder with each thrust. He grunts out his pleasure, and I fight not to gag, his cock hitting the back of my throat every time. But after a few more strokes, he pulls out of me with one last moan before letting go of me completely.
Grabbing my shoulders, he yanks me up into his arms, my legs wrapping around his thick waist, his cock brushing against my slit, sending a bolt of lust shooting up my core.
His eyes darken with lust and something more primal, something I recognize as the inherent need to possess me. The same need I share for him.
He carries me across the room and slams me down on the bed, sliding his hands underneath my thighs and yanking me to the edge, prying my legs open with a strength that leaves me breathless. His eyes are wild with desire, his gaze sweeping down my body, stilling at the apex of my thighs.
I anticipate feeling his mouth on my sex, my body already primed for the pleasure of it, but instead, I feel his hands between my thighs, his fingers spreading my pussy lips open for him. I lean my head to the side so I can look down, and he’s on his knees between my legs, staring at my pussy in front of him, licking his lips. My breath hitches as I feel his gaze burn through me like fire.
“You know what I love most about your wet cunt?” He slants his head, his voice a low rumble of desire and heat. “The fact that it’s all wet and swollen just for me,” he rasps before bending his head and pressing a kiss to my clit, firm but gentle, then slowly licking down to my entrance and back up.
My back bows off the bed, my legs shaking as waves of pleasure wash over me with each flick of his tongue.
He inhales deeply. “God, I love smelling sex between your legs.”
“Nicoli,” I moan, my body craving to be filled.
“I want to make you come like this,” he rasps, his warm breath tingling against my wet flesh. “I want to taste your cum on my tongue, worship your cunt.” He slides a finger inside me, wrapping his lips around my clit, sucking it only once, causing me to quiver. “Then I’m going to desecrate it.”
“Oh, God.” I love it when he says such wicked things. Words like that are like a one-way ticket to sin between my legs.
He slides a second finger into me, his face pressed into my folds as he hungrily sucks and licks, causing my back to arch. Each stroke is like a lightning strike between my legs, his mouth devouring me with relentless fervor. I grip the bedsheets tightly, shaking uncontrollably on the brink of an explosion. It’s impossible to contain all the sensations he’s forcing into me, and it’s threatening to tear me apart. But then he slows his rhythm, purposely not allowing me over the edge.
“Your body is so fucking perfect,” he growls, wrapping his arms underneath my waist, gripping my ass firmly in his strong hands, lifting my hips off the bed, shoulders pinned on the mattress. A breath escapes my lungs when he kisses the inside of my thigh where my scar is—tracing his tongue along the marred flesh, licking like he’s trying to make it his, trying to remove the mark of pain by replacing it with his branding of pleasure.
“Tell me how much you need me, Mira,” Nicoli demands, rubbing his thumb against my clit in slow, deliberate circles.
“You know I do. I’ve always needed only you.” My voice is barely above a whisper.
“Say it again,” he orders, his touch becoming more insistent, pushing me closer to the edge of ecstasy.
“Please. I need you inside me.”
“God, you’re so fucking beautiful like this,” Nicoli murmurs, his breath hot against my skin.
“Nicoli, you better make me come, or I swear I’ll—”
Three fingers are forced into me, the sensation cutting off every thought. “Or you’ll what?”
“Please, Nicoli.”
I slip my hands into his hair, tugging him closer as I press myself to him. He eats me ravenously, tongue-fucking me like he’s starved, his lips kissing and mouth sucking like he’d die of hunger if he didn’t.
As his tongue continues to fuck me, I can’t help but let out a moan. The sensation is electric, sending sparks of pleasure dancing across my body. He licks and teases me, his skillful mouth working its magic on my sensitive flesh. All thoughts of control and restraint vanish from my mind, replaced by a need so powerful that every nerve-ending screams for release.
“Nicoli,” I whimper, gripping his hair tighter, and I lift my knees, clenching my thighs from the pressure of a looming orgasm that will erupt at any moment. “Don’t stop, please.”
“Such a greedy little slut, aren’t you?” he growls, flicking his tongue against my clit with a precision that sends shivers down my spine. “You want it so bad, you’re shaking.”
