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I whimpered as Giancarlo forced me to stop. Sweat glistened on both of our bodies. “One more time, please.”
Giancarlo glanced over at the nightstand. “Shit, it’s already four in the morning.”
Hours had passed, and I still wanted more. When I needed a quick break, I resorted to fingering his hole until my cock grew hard again. I licked my lips as I pulled back. My cock slipped free, and I pulled the condom off and tied it. I tossed it to the side and grabbed another one. Giancarlo rolled over and lay down.
I put the condom down as disappointment settled in the pit of my stomach.
“Stop looking like I kicked you.” Giancarlo stuffed a pillow under his hips. “One more time, and then bed.”
I felt the corners of my lips pull up in a genuine grin as I snatched the condom up. I rolled it on with practiced ease and moved back between Giancarlo’s legs. His hole was red. I grabbed the lube and poured more. The bottle had been brand new, but it was half full now.
Giancarlo’s arms stretched up, and he white-knuckled the headboard as I slammed forward. Even after doing it so much, it still feltsogood. Pleasure danced up my spine and made my toes curl.
I leaned forward, rocking into Giancarlo, trying to reach deeper with every thrust. I touched his cut abs and pressed down. Giancarlo clenched around my sensitive cock, and I snapped my hips forward on instinct.
Again. I pressed down on his abdomen, and the same reaction happened. He talked about me, but his cock was hard again too. I glanced up at Giancarlo. I wrapped a hand around his cock, stroking it in time with my thrusts.
“Shit,” he moaned.
My head fell back as I became a slave to pleasure. My hips moved on their own, and my hand tightened around Giancarlo’s cock.I want to keep feeling him squeeze around me.
I wanted to see what other reactions I could get out of him.I want more.It was like I’d gotten a taste of something sweet, and now it was all I was craving.
The room erupted in moans and grunts as our bodies came together repeatedly. I dragged my gaze up Giancarlo’s torso and met his intense brown eyes. Air rushed out of me as my thrusts stuttered. I was unable to look away as the pleasure built to new heights.
I didn’t want it to end, but I knew I was helpless against my climax as it tingled at the base of my spine. Giancarlo smirked at me before he clenched around my cock so tightly I was forced to go still. Pleasure erupted, and I was held helpless as my orgasm rocked through me.
My head fell forward as colorful spots blinded me for a moment. Out of sheer will, I kept my hand moving and felt it the moment Giancarlo came. He tightened around me again, dragging my orgasm out even longer. A whimper slipped free as ecstasy had me in its vice-like grip.
I swore it would never end, and I wasn’t sure I ever wanted it to. My cock slipped free of Giancarlo. I crashed to the bed, unable to move any of my limbs.
From head to toe, I was buzzing with euphoria. My eyelids felt glued together, and there was no way I could move, let alone talk. The bed moved, and I forced an eye open as Giancarlo climbed out. He stretched and placed a hand on his lower back. My gaze was instantly drawn to his ass.
My cock was spent, and still, it tingled. I could have happily kept my cock plugged inside him.
“Go to sleep,” Giancarlo ordered.
I attempted to speak. We needed to talk about money, but my words came out as nothing more than jumbled-up mumbling.
“We will talk about it when you wake up.” Giancarlo headed toward the door. “Don’t try and run. I’ll have to kill you, and dick like yours is hard to come by. Stamina included. It would be a shame if I had to put a bullet in your head.”
I hadn’t run from my father. I wouldn’t run now. There was nowhere to go, even if I did. I grunted in response, and I guess he took that as an agreement.
The door slammed, leaving me in a room that wasn’t mine. It was more than likely a guest room. Nothing felt personal in it. Even the art was generic, straight out of some Homegoods store.
I rolled over and dragged the sheet up my body. It didn’t matter, it was a bed with soft sheets. Giancarlo could have left me chained on the floor, and I’d still sleep like the dead. I couldn’t find it in me to worry or overthink. My mind was nothing more than clouds as I lay in a stranger’s bed. I knew when I woke, the anxiety would be back, and the fear right there along with it.
Until then, I would slip down the hole of bliss and hope that I’d drown in the residual pleasure that echoed through me.
The pleasant buzzof my aching hole was enough to make me grin as I woke up. I rolled over, groaning as I shifted onto my knees. Memories of Ash relentlessly pounding inside of me made my cock stiffen in seconds.
Crazy little virgin.
That stamina alone was insane. One round after another, he’d stared down at me like he was completely absorbed in the experience. As if he couldn’t get enough. Something about those desperate, scrambling, eager actions had me coming so hard I saw stars. Already I was thinking about taking that monster cock again.
My phone rang, dispelling any chance of me walking downstairs, climbing on top of Ash, and riding him until his eyes rolled into the back of his head. I grumbled as I snagged my phone on the way to the bathroom. Benito.
“Yo,” I said, shoving my cock down as I stood over the toilet, trying to take a piss with a semi. “It’s early as fuck.”
