Page 26 of Romero and Juliette

I plunge one and then a second finger into her hot, slick channel, and she nearly collapses against the wall.

“Oh my God,” she whispers.

I fuck her with those fingers and pull my mouth back to watch her. Her toes curl, and her eyes squeeze shut.

“Let go, Juliette. Come all over my face, my beard,” I beg. “Let me taste your sweetness.”

She whimpers again.

I slide my tongue up her pussy walls and circle her clit before pulling it into my mouth. I suck hard.

“Cruz, Cruz,” she chants my name like a prayer.

I curl my fingers inside her to brush her front wall. Her legs shake as she chants my name and rocks her pussy against my face.

Then she shatters.

Her release splashes into my mouth, and I lap her up. I’m a glutton for the taste of my girl. I place small kisses around the apex of her thighs, loving the silky softness of her skin.

I stand, kissing my way up her bare body. I spend some time on her needy little nipples. “I need to know something,” I say.

“What’s that?”

“Are you a virgin? Do I need to be gentle with you? I’m not feeling very gentle at the moment, Juliette. You’ve got me so goddamn worked up I feel like a damned animal.”

“Don’t be gentle,” she says. She moves and flings herself across the bed. “Make me yours, please.”

“Answer my fucking question.”

“I’m not very experienced, but no, I’m not a virgin. I did it once with a guy right after high school graduation.” She leans up on her elbows. “And I have toys.” She licks her lips, her eyes glued to the front of my boxers. “I think I can take you.”

I raise an eyebrow. “Oh, you think you can?” I drop my boxers and grip my dick. “Think you can take me?”

“You are much bigger than anything I’ve used, but I’ve also never been this wet. Cruz, please.”

“I can’t wait any longer. I need to be inside you,” I growl. “And I don’t have any goddamn condoms because I wasn’t planning on fucking anyone this weekend. So if you don’t want me inside you, if you don’t want me to fuck you bare, tell me now. Or I’m going to sink so deep inside you, you’ll forget what life was like before me fucking you.”

“I want all of that,” she says. “Fuck me bare.”

She spreads her legs. Then reaches up and cups both of her tits. Her back arches. “I’m aching for you.”

“I’ve got everything you need. I’m the Romeo to your Juliette, right?”

“Yes!”

With that, I thrust into her in one swift motion. She’s impossibly tight, and she cries out when I’m in her all the way to the hilt. “Did I hurt you?”

“No. I’m just really full.”

“You feel like home,” I say, unable to keep my mouth shut. Sinking inside her is a feeling unlike any other. She fits me like a proverbial glove.

“Fucking made for me,” I growl.

She wraps her legs around my waist. “Cruz, I want to come on your dick. Can you make me come?” Her hands rub down my bare back.

I rear back, then press forward, starting a rhythm as I fuck her hard. “Yeah, I’m going to make you come all over this dick.”

I shift our positions so I’m up on my knees with her plump ass resting on my thighs while I pound into her.