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“Your mouth will make me cum at least three times before someone comes—”
“You said nobody was coming over here.”
“Hey.” I kiss him much like he does to me when dominating my body. My tongue wrestles with his for power.
Feeling as if I can toss my weight around, I jut a hip. “If I do not orgasm three times, you will be brutally punished.”
“How, Bella?” Santino stares at me intently.
I’m on cloud nine. The control that sifted through my fingers when we met, returning fast. I chose to believe Santino is awaiting the sound of my voice, my next directive, my next breath. Trying to contain the tremble of anticipation, I think fast.
“No pussy for a week.”Lies. All lies!I don’t have the capacity to practice what I preach. But I growl, “Kneel, now.”
Santino clasps my wrist and spins me around until I press into him. Like a dance, I’m then pushed back against the column. He hoists my legs over his hips.
“I said to kn . . .”
When his hand slips down into my already sopping pussy, I shudder. With an insubordinate wink, Santino descends. As his knees hit the ground, I’m hoisted over his shoulders. The apex of my sex garners all of his attention. His one hand routes the inside of my thigh, and I tremble. From my elevated position, I can see the sparkle of the lap pool across the way.
He looks up at me, eyebrow cocked. “Three times?”
I order, “Yes.”Please.
Santino licks his lips. “I can do that.”
Immediately, Santino snakes his tongue. My legs shudder. Dirty Santino’s tongue slithers around inches from my sex. The walls of my pussy convulse uncontrollably; cool air softly flutters over the gush.
He smiles cockily. “Damn, I do believe one round is complete. I haven’t even tasted this delicious pussy.”
“Your insolence will not go unpunished, Santino.” I push his face into my valley. Using his tongue and mouth, Santino kisses my labia, stiff-tonguing my core. He’s drinking every drop of honey from my pussy. I grip his hair, pulling hard, and crushing my saturated sex in his face. The thread of exhilaration runs through me like an electrical wire. My body quivers, from every sinew, all the way down to a molecular level.
It's not long before I orgasm, and hell, I am considering this round one! Santino’s tongue circles my pearl, then sucks. I ride his face, hips bucking along his shoulders. He gasps for breath every so often, then goes back in like his tongue is a fighter, and my pussy is the ring.
My legs take on an anaconda grip around his face as a surge of desire washes over me. I’m cursing under my breath, calling his name in a deep, low groan because if I break, the moon will hear my call. Santino’s slurping brings about the third orgasm! I increase the tempo of my hips, gliding around his shoulders and using his face as my fuck toy.
“Oh, shi . . .” When my scream pierces the night, Santino brings me down into the soft, misty grass.
“Shhh . . .” He envelops my pussy with his mouth. Gasping, I ride out an endless wave of spasms. My fingers find the soft grass; clops of earth wrench from the ground as I tug.
Sated, Santino leans back on his haunches. In the lamplight, the juices on his mouth and jaw are illuminated.
“C’mere, now.” I reach up, grab his collar, and bring him down.
My tongue comes out, and I’m licking all over his face. Santino captures my mouth. I press my hands along his beating chest, reveling in the power I have over him.
The second he starts for his belt, I stop him.
“Oh no,” he groans. His face drops to the center of my chest. An onslaught of kisses tempt me to reconsider pushing him away.
“Santino, I’m on a fucking power trip.” I sigh, biting the bottom of my lip. “Get me home. You met my requirements.”
He frames my face in the palm of his hands. “No, I exceeded your fucking requirements, Gina. Now, put your hands in my hands. Feel Daddy’s dick.”
“Hell, no. If I do that, then we’ll roll around on this lawn.”
“Exactly.” His tone is a low, hard growl.
I murmur, “What if someone comes by . . .”
