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His words end with a finger on my lips, and I just can't seem to help it.

My lips part open, and his finger slips in...so I can start sucking on it like I have my own mini-cock to practice on.

"Harder," he growls, and my already-swollen folds throb even more as I find myself dazedly obeying his command. I feel myself growing wetter as I suck on his finger as hard as I can, and I can't help but wonder how it would feel, if the next time we do this, it's really hisfourteen-inchcock that's driving inside of my mouth.

Cesare suddenly pulls his finger out, and I'm once again whimpering in protest at how empty I suddenly feel.

"Next time," he promises thickly. "Next time, you can suck on my finger as long as you want. But for now..."

A strangled sound slips past my lips when he catches me completely off guard as he reaches for my legs and repositions them until they're dangling over each arm of my chair...and the shamefully drenched state of my panties are completely exposed to his gaze.

"It's my turn to take care of you, Penelope."

Before I can even figure out what he means, Cesare's already down on his knees as he reaches under my dress, and I squeak in shock as I look all around me in panic. The door's closed, but is it locked? What if someone suddenly walks in? Won't they be scandalized if—-

Aaaaaah!

Panty ripping happens all the freaking time in romance novels, but I never thought it would happen tomeof all people, and the moment his dark eyes lock with mine, and I feel the first brush of his fingers against the silken slit between my folds—-

"C-Cesare..."

The rest of the world ceases to matter, and I see his nostrils flare when he hears his name tumble past my lips for the first time.

"Say it again," he growls, and I end up whimpering his name out as his fingers slowly trace the length of my folds, the pleasure of his caress magnified tenfold by the contrast between the rough, callused texture of his touch and my sensitive flesh.

We've barely begun, and I can already feel my mind spiraling, and when his lips slowly curve into a smirk, my heart pounds hard against my chest—-

Something's going to happen soon...

And I'm so, so, exquisitely right, with the way his head disappears under my dress in a blink.

Aaaaaah!

His fingers pull my nether lips so widely apart I feel like my pussy is about to split open, and another whimper escapes me as cold air blows against my throbbing core. I can feel him staring at me down there, and it's making me want to squirm and blush and moan all at the same time.

"P-please,"I hear myself beg in a choking whisper.

Wetness trickles down to my ass at the intensity of his stare, and just when I didn't think I could last for another second—-

What I dread and yearn for finally happens, with his tongue spearing into my pussy—-

"Cesare!"

His tongue thrusts deep.

Once.

Twice.

Thrice.

I wish I could make it last, but he has me so, so turned on that it's just not possible.

"Cesare!"

I sob his name out as I start to cum, my head falling back as pleasure pulses thunderously through every shuddering inch of my body.

Chapter Six