I opened another condom and tied off the one on my dick. She licked her lips like a greedy littleputtana. And now that the nice guy routine was over, I was about to show her how I fuck whores.
ChapterThirty-Two
AVA
Iawoke with Nico’s arm around me, his hard dick poking my ass. We stayed up all night fucking. It was well into the early hours of the morning when we finally passed out. No matter how many times he was inside me, it never seemed enough for him.
Nico made me come so many times in hours that I felt like I was floating above my body. Like I was high and drunk on him.
I wasn't sure when Nico asked if someone had ever fucked me. But after last night, I was certain no one had fucked me before. No one ever touched or kissed me the way he did.
He was my addiction.
And I wanted more.
He stirred behind me and brushed his fingers over my nipple, the tip of his cock between my legs. “Buongiorno, passerotta.”
My face hurt from smiling. “Morning, handsome.”
He pinched my nipple, and the tiny bud hardened from his rough touch. Goosebumps spread down my arms. I moved his hand between my legs, so he could feel what he had done to me.
“Mmmm.” Nico pushed his fingers inside me. “You’re so wet.” Then he kissed my neck, dragging his teeth along my skin, fucking me harder with his fingers. “I want to be inside you.”
He removed his fingers and replaced them with his cock a second later. Then, he took me from behind, pinning me down with his thigh over the top of mine.
“Nico,” I whimpered as his hand wrapped around my throat.
“That’s it, baby. Squeeze my cock.”
He slid in and out of me, quickening with each thrust, and rolled his thumb over my clit.
“Fuck,” he grunted. “You feel so good.”
I bit down on my lip and closed my eyes, my entire body trembling as the orgasm claimed my body, shattering my existence.
He left a trail of kisses down my neck, tasting my sweat-slick skin. And after I came, he pulled out of me and flipped onto his back, moving me on top of him. I straddled his thighs, riding his big cock that I could feel in my stomach. Nico was so big it hurt each time he entered me, filling me up.
I matched each thrust, and he went deeper and deeper, seated so deep inside me that a fire swept beneath my skin. I put my palms on his chest, my nails digging into his skin.
As he circled my clit with his thumb, I grabbed my breast and massaged my nipple. I screamed his name, my grip on his dick tightening. Matching his movements, I worked in harmony with him, and when he came, losing all control, it was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.
My lips crashed into his, and when he kissed me back, he claimed me with his usual possession. I tried to believe he wanted to keep me and that we had a future together.
That all of this was real.
It wasn’t until my breathing returned to normal that I realized we didn’t use protection.
“Nico, we didn’t use a condom.”
“Fuck.” His eyes snapped shut for a moment, then met mine once more. “I’ve never fucked a woman without one.” He shook his head. “Sorry, baby. I got carried away with your ass rubbing on my cock. I’m clean. You don’t have to worry.”
“Me, too. And I’m on the pill.”
Nico scrubbed a hand through his messy blond hair and sighed. “My dad was right.”
“About what?”
“He said the one time I forget to put on a condom that I need to pay attention.”