“Fuck.” He sighs, pulling the sheer top off me. “You don’t know what you do to me.”
“Then show me,” I say as he grumbles, taking off the red lingerie I put on for him.
“I will own your body.” His hands cup my breasts, and he runs his tongue over my nipple. “All mine.”
He looks deep into my eyes, waiting for a response.What does he want me to say? That I am his?If I said differently, it’s not like he could do anything.
“Do you understand,Donnina?” His finger rubs gently over my clit but stops exactly where I wanted him. He tilts his head at me.
My breathing picks up as I try to guide his hand back down.
“I understand.”
His mouth bites down on my nipple. A deep fire steeps underneath my skin as he bites down harder, sucking on me. He gently pushes a finger into me. My back lifts off the bed. The feeling of his tongue running down my body makes my legs shake.
He parts my legs with his as he trails kisses down my body. His head falls between my legs and licks my thighs, teasing me too much.
“More,” I tell him.
“Eager,” he says as his hands grab the sides of my thighs.
His tongue falls on my clit, his mouth showing me what pure torture feels like, the pain so good I don’t want it to stop. My fingers pull on his hands as he lets out a muffled moan, his tongue moving in circular motions, making me forget my surroundings.
He feels so fucking good on me. His fingers continue to pump inside me with his mouth still claiming me.
“Oh my God.”
His throat burns in a rumble, accepting everything I am.
Pressure builds inside me as I get close.
My head falls back, accepting the pleasure he gives me. Everything in my mind shuts off, but his licks continue. “Gio,” I say, trying to get him to stop.
He lifts me up and pulls me close to him.“Sei facile da accontentare.”
My face heats when he looks at me. “Fuck. English, please. For once.”
“You are easy to please.”
I smile at him. I don’t know if I should take that as a compliment or not. I stand up off the bed, but he pushes me back down on the mountain of pillows.
“I’m not done with you.”
I pull him close to me by the band of his boxer briefs. I lift his shirt, but he pulls it off before I can.
“Only getting started,Donnina.”
He stares into my eyes as he takes off the last item of clothing separating us.
“I’ll go easy.” He’s trying to reassure me, but it doesn’t help. It only scares me. I’ve heard what other women say about him. He’s rough.
His body falls onto mine, his arms holding him up.
Gio pushes the tip of his dick inside me. “Relax,amore.”
I do as he says and grab onto his arm. His muscles are tight as I dig my nails into his skin.
“Solo per me.”