While I had Nico talking about himself, I wanted to know more. Anything I could get out of him.
“Are you a real lawyer?”
“I graduated with my JD from Columbia five years ago.” He waggled his eyebrows. “Wanna see my diploma?”
I shook my head. “I believe you.”
He lifted me onto his lap, fingers weaving through my hair as he pressed his lips to mine. I opened up for him and tasted the wine on his tongue and the tanginess of the pizza sauce. But, unlike our last kiss, he was ravenous. Tightening his grip on my hair, rocking his hips to impale me with his enormous cock. The sweatpants separating us did nothing to hide his size.
I could feel every inch of him.
Greedy and desperate for more, I kissed him back like I wanted to steal his soul. Like I wanted to consume him. He matched each of my movements, becoming more aggressive by the second. Slipping his fingers beneath my yoga pants, he slid them down over my ass and bunched the fabric around my knees.
“Take these off,” he said against my lips. “I need to touch you.”
I hopped off him for a second, stripped off my pants, and then resumed my position on his lap. Then he squeezed my ass, pushing my thong to the side so he could test my wet slit with his finger.
“Fanculo, bella ragazza,” he whispered as he pumped his finger into me. I was so wet that his finger slid in and out of me effortlessly. So he added another, the only sound in the room coming from him fingering me. “Mio Dio.”
I leaned forward and kissed his neck, my lips tracing every inch of his skin. “Do you like how wet I get for you?”
“Yeah, baby.” He tilted my head to the side and kissed up my jaw. “I want to feel your tight pussy squeezing my cock. I want your pretty lips wrapped around me, too.”
I reached between us and tugged on the waistband of his sweatpants. “I’ve never done that before. Will you teach me?”
Genuine excitement flared in his blue eyes that held me captive. “You want to learn how to suck cock?”
I nodded.
Nico stopped fingering me, and I already missed the loss of his touch. He wiped the fingers that were inside me across my lips. “Open up.”
I clutched his wrist and licked his fingers clean.
“Good girl.” He shoved the hair out of my eyes and smiled. “I want you to suck my cock like this. Think you can do that for me,passerotta?”
I nodded with his fingers in my mouth, spit dripping down my chin. After I sucked a few more times, he removed his fingers and lifted me off him. “I have a lot to teach you.”
I got on my knees between his thighs, shoved down his sweatpants, and gasped at the size of his dick. “Oh, my God,” I muttered without meaning to say it aloud.
Nico brushed his thumb on my cheek. “What’s wrong?”
“I don’t think you’ll fit.”
His laughter filled the room. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll show you.”
My pulse quickened at the thought of taking all of him into my mouth. He had to be almost as long as my arm and too thick for any of my holes.
“Come here.” Nico wrapped his hand around his shaft, giving himself a few strokes. Then, his eyes lowered to my mouth. “Put your hand around the base of my cock.”
Again, I followed his order, feeling his smooth, perfect skin against mine. I wasn’t a prude or a virgin. But the men I’d been with only wanted sex. They never took the time to make me feel good. The one guy who’d asked me for a blowjob was rude as fuck, so I left his apartment. After that, I didn’t have sex with another guy for a year.
“Does it bother you that I don’t have experience?”
“No, not at all.” He licked his lips and helped me stroke his shaft. “I like your innocence. Look at how hard you got me.”
“Yeah, I can see that.”
“You wanna know what I want in a woman?” Nico stared into my eyes and grunted with each tug, and when I nodded, he continued, “I want a woman who knows how to act in public. A good girl when other people are looking. But in the bedroom, I want a dirty little slut who will get on her knees for me and let me do anything I want.”