“Dio Mio,” she cried out before yelling a bunch of curses in Italian.
“Still feel good?”
She sucked in a deep breath and groaned.
I draped her legs over my shoulders to change the angle and took her harder, faster. “Is this what you want, my little slut?”
“Yes,” she whimpered. “Fuck me, Nico.”
I grabbed her tit and fucked her like a savage. “That’s my dirty girl.”
Tremors rocked through her body. She came once, twice, squeezing my dick with her pussy. Despite what she said, I could tell it hurt. Her eyes closed for a moment each time I rocked into her.
I was trying not to be too rough. But she felt so fucking good I felt myself losing control, no longer waiting for her to adapt to my size.
“Nico,” she whispered, her pretty brown eyes half-open, lips parted.
As her body relaxed, I picked up the pace, loving the feel of her wrapped around me, holding my dick in a vise. And after she came again, I pulled out and flipped her onto her stomach, entering her from behind.
She met each of my thrusts, pushing her ass into me, taunting me. So I slapped her skin, one cheek after the other. A surprised gasp escaped her throat.
“Nico,” she whined. “Harder.”
I smacked her ass again, enjoying how she moaned with each slap of my palm. She liked getting spanked and often spoke about it with Bella Parisi via text.
Our girl couldn’t wait for Dante to bend her over the desk again. But I doubted that would ever happen. Dante never lost control, yet he did with her. That alone would be the reason he never touched her.
I pounded into Ava so hard she would be sore by morning. She hadn’t been with another man in over a year. And by her admission, she’d never been fucked. Never had a man my size stretching out her tight pussy.
Possessed with the need to shatter her world and make her come as many times as possible, I pushed her cheek to the mattress. Then, with my sweat-slick chest pressed to hers, I increased the speed when I felt her insides clench around me.
She was going to come again.
I loved that I got to be first.
Ava Vianello was mine.
My hand came down hard on her ass, and my sexy girl squealed.
“You gonna cum for me,passerotta?”
“Yes,” she moaned, her head turned to the side. “I’m coming.”
She fisted the sheets, screaming my name as our orgasms spilled out of us. After we came, I pulled Ava onto the mattress beside me, and she curled up on my chest, breathing hard.
“That was an experience,” she muttered. “Wow! If that’s what you meant by fucking, no one has ever fucked me until tonight.” She rested her head on my chest, still trying to catch her breath. “At least now I know the rumors are true.”
I laughed. “Oh, yeah? What did you hear about me?”
Ava couldn’t even look at me as she said, “That you’re hung like a horse and fuck like a stallion.”
I lifted her chin and kissed her pretty pink lips. “Can you handle more?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
I shoved her off me and pinned her back to the mattress. A surprised look crossed her face. She thought I was pushing her away. Quite the opposite. My cock was already hard again and ready for another round.
“I’m not going to be able to walk tomorrow.” She laughed. “But I don’t care. Fuck me, Nico.”