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I settle between her legs, my hands spreading her thighs wider, and I can see the glistening evidence of her arousal, the way she’s already swollen and ready for me. I lean down, my breath hot against her core, and she shudders, her hands gripping the sheets.
“Stefano, please, don’t tease,” she begs, but I can’t help myself.
I need to taste her, to feel her come apart under my tongue. My tongue flicks out, brushing against her clit, and she cries out, her hips jerking off the bed. I do it again, harder this time, and she moans, her hands moving to grip my hair.
I lick her slowly, dragging my tongue through her folds, savoring the taste of her.
She’s so fucking sweet, so fucking perfect—I can’t get enough of her. I press my tongue against her clit, circling it, and she’s a writhing mess beneath me, her moans filling the room.
“Oh God, Stefano,yes,” she gasps, her body tightening, her hips moving against my face as she chases her release.
I slide a finger into her, feeling her clench around me, and she cries out, her back arching off the bed.
“You’re so fucking tight,” I growl, adding another finger, thrusting them into her as my tongue continues to work her clit.
She’s so close, I can feel it, the way her body is trembling, the way her breathing is coming in short, shallow gasps.
“I’m going to come,” she says, gasping, and I curl my fingers inside her, hitting that spot that makes her scream.
Her orgasm crashes over her, and she’s shaking, her thighs clamping around my head as she rides it out, her moans turning into a long, keening wail.
I don’t stop until she’s completely spent, her body limp on the bed, her chest heaving. I pull back, licking my lips, and she looks at me with wide, dazed eyes.
“Jesus, Stefano,” she breathes, and I smirk, climbing up her body, my cock pressing against her stomach.
I’m so fucking hard, I can barely think straight, but I want her to know who she belongs to.
“You’re mine, Ava.”
She nods, her eyes dark with desire.
I shift, positioning myself at her entrance, and I can feel how wet she is, how ready she is for me.
“Take me,” she whispers, and I don’t need to be told twice.
I push into her slowly, feeling her stretch around me, her body welcoming me in. She’s so fucking tight, so fucking perfect, and I groan, my hips pushing forward until I’m fully sheathed inside her.
“Fuck, Ava,” I mutter, my hands gripping her hips, and she moans, her legs wrapping around my waist.
I start to move, my thrusts slow and deliberate, and she gasps, her nails digging into my back.
“Harder,” she begs, and I oblige, my hips picking up speed, my cock slamming into her with enough force to make the bed shake.
Her moans are driving me wild, and I can feel my own release building, but I’m not ready to let go yet.
I want to make her come again, to feel her clench around me as she falls apart.
I reach between us, my fingers finding her clit, and I rub it in quick, tight circles. She screams, her body tightening around me, and I know she’s close.
“Come for me, Ava,” I growl, and she does, her orgasm crashing over her as she clenches around me, her body shaking with the force of it.
I can’t hold back anymore, and with a few more thrusts, I’m coming with her, my release spilling deep inside her.
We’re both breathing heavily, our bodies slick with sweat, and I collapse on top of her, my head resting on her chest. She’s still trembling, her fingers running through my hair, and I know I’ve done exactly what I set out to do.
I pull back just enough to look into her eyes, dark with desire. “Let’s get you cleaned up,” I say, my voice rough with emotion I’m trying to hide.
I sweep her into my arms, her legs wrapping around my waist instinctively. She’s light, but the way she clings to me feels like she’s anchoring me to the earth.