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After a few moments of this torture, she was squirming, thrashing, moaning at the same time that she cursed my name. “Goddamn it, Vito.Please.”
I groaned into her slickness, not ready to give this up yet. Her pussy was heaven, a blessed paradise, and I’d been afforded far too little joy in my life. If her flesh were an altar, I would worship every fucking day.
My cock head weeped, precum seeping, and I couldn’t wait any longer. Pushing to my feet, I lined up at her entrance and pushed inside. She squeezed me so tight that I saw stars. Breathing deep, I clutched her hips and tried not to shoot right then.
“Oh, god. More,” she begged over her shoulder. “Give it to me. Hurry. Please.”
I slammed in the rest of the way and all the air left my lungs in a rush.Santo madre di dio.The heat was so intense, the perfect clasp of her cunt fisted around me, that I trembled like a newborn foal. “Dio mio,” I heard myself rasp.
A few seconds later I was ready. I grabbed the belt and pulled on her wrists. “You look so good, wrapped up and helpless, unable to do anything but lie here and take it.”
“Now,” she whined.
“What do you want, bella?”
“You know what I want.” She pressed up on her toes, bringing me deeper. “Let’s go.”
“That is not being sweet.” I curled over her back and dropped kisses along her spine. “Ask me very nicely.”
With a frustrated groan, she tried to twist and grind her hips, but I was stronger. When she realized that wouldn’t work, she sagged onto the arm of the couch and whimpered. “Please.”
I spread her cheeks apart and brushed my fingers over the tight pucker of her asshole. A shiver went through her and her pussy contracted. “Vito!” she breathed.
“I need to hear it.” I circled her hole with my thumb. “I need to hearil mio dolce angiolettobegging me to fuck her.”
“My sweet . . .?”
“Little angel.” Bending, I spit on her hole, then used the lubrication to slip the tip of my thumb inside her. She moaned, my beautiful dirty girl. “Beg me and I’ll give you what you need.”
Her voice softened. “Please, Vito. Fuck me. Please, please,please.”
A surge of lust and power stole through my veins. I bared my teeth and began fucking her hard, my hips crashing into hers with so much force that the couch began to slide across the floor. Each time I sank into her felt better than the last. I keptmy thumb in her ass and built up a steady, punishing rhythm, stroking in and out, in and out, as rivulets of sweat broke out on my brow and ran down to my chest. Her cries built in volume, so I didn’t stop. I needed her to come on my dick.
I knew from our night at the casino that she liked when I spoke in my language, so I began saying all kinds of things, anything I could think of, like how I loved her fire and spirit. That I was sorry for hurting her with the fake wedding band. How I’d kidnap her and put her in a cage on a yacht, if I could. My thumb continued to caress her hole, and soon she tensed and arched her back.
“Right there, don’t stop. Oh, god. Rightthere!” Then she was coming, her walls milking me, the orgasm washing over her, and she shook and trembled against the couch. I fucked her through it, then pulled out as soon as she sagged into the furniture.
Gently, I pulled her to her feet and released her wrists from the belt. Her dazed expression stared up at me. “Did you . . . ?”
“Not yet.” Holding one of her hands, I dropped onto the sofa and brought her with me, positioning her thighs so she straddled me. I slid my palms over her legs then up to her hips. “Do you know what I was thinking about during my lap dance today?”
“What?”
Lifting my hands from her body, I rested my arms on the back of the sofa. “That I wished it was you grinding on my dick instead.”
She peeked at me, her mouth curling into a shy, pleased smile. “Really?”
“Fuck, yes. Now, start moving.”
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Maggie
No one had ever askedme to give them a lap dance before. I wasn’t sure what to do.
But Vito was sprawled on the sofa, his body sweaty and hard, with his thick cock resting on his stomach, and suddenly grinding all up against him sounded like a really, really good idea.