As if reading my mind, he spoke words that seemed so genuine, I was taken aback. “I won’t hurt you,gatita, not like this.”
When he continued his path of exploration, sliding his hand between my legs, I stiffened, but only for a few seconds. The feel of his finger touching me, tempting me added to the explosive heat. This man was everything I’d wanted my entire life. While it was crazy to believe, I couldn’t stand the tension or the building desire any longer. I needed him as much as he needed me.
And so, I allowed myself to freefall into the unknown.
“Everything.”
* * *
Alessandro
“Everything?” I repeated, the single word enticing me more than it should. But it was her way of acquiescing, if only for the moment. I sensed she was losing control, no longer able to fight what we shared, the hunger that burned so brightly.
When she looked at me again, her eyes were glassy, luminescent.
From the same desire nearly consuming me.
From a need that only I could fulfill.
And from her uncertainty that I wouldn’t crush her spirit, or her beautiful soul.
What I felt for her, the intense hunger that I’d experienced the moment I’d gazed at her photograph, was unexplainable. We were far too much alike, although she’d never admit it.
“Touch me again, my kitten. I need to feel your hand wrapped around me.”
Her lower lip quivered as she obeyed me, the flash in her eyes a powerful draw. She was no longer trying to pull herself away.
I dropped my head, her hand only able to reach my cockhead, but I had to taste her sweet nipples, to feel the hardened buds inside my mouth. When I engulfed one, sucking on the tip, she shuddered in my touch.
“Oh,” she murmured, squeezing with additional pressure, her body undulating back and forth.
Sierra’s whimpers only added gasoline to the fire, every cell electrified. No woman had ever created such an extreme need in me, pushing me to the point I was losing all control. I moved from one nipple to the other, swirling my tongue around her hardened bud before biting down. When I shifted one hand down her side, sliding it between her legs, her moans filtered into the space. Every sound she made, every ragged breath, created a wave of energy.
“Does that feel good, my kitten?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Do you want more?”
Her slight smile was all I needed.
I fingered her clit, rolling my finger back and forth, realizing that her tiny bud remained swollen from our previous round of rough sex. My excitement heightened as I eased my fingers down, slipping them into her tight channel. The way her muscles clamped around the invasion forced another series of growls. I was nothing but a barbarian, preparing to consume every inch of her.
She parted her legs even further, allowing me additional access. I shoved several fingers inside of her, pumping brutally, flexing them open as her muscles yielded. She was so hot, her juice slickening my fingers.
I knew I wouldn’t be able to wait for long before shoving my cock inside. I thrust hard and fast, the force shoving her against the cheap tile wall. She lolled her head to the side, her lips pursed as she tried to continue pumping my cock. My sweet kitten was losing the battle to her own savage pleasure.
Hearing her scattered breathing, I licked and sucked on one nipple then the other, biting down as I rolled my thumb back and forth across her clit.
“Oh, God. Oh…” Her body stiffened, her hand falling away from my cock.
A part of me wanted to admonish her, reminding her that she was required to please, but seeing her shimmering face was like nothing I’d ever witnessed before.
Or wanted so damn much.
Just to please her was an entirely new experience, pushing my boundaries more than I knew was possible.
Sierra tossed her head from side to side, her eyelids fluttering as I switched the angle, driving deep inside. She slammed her hands on my forearms, digging her nails into my skin, gasping for air as a climax rushed into her. She was entirely too beautiful when she orgasmed, the shimmer on her face like the perfect prism of sunlight cascading through broken glass.