Page 45 of Forgive Me, Father

I grunted as I slid my finger in between her smooth folds and felt her arousal.She gasped as my mouth retook its spot on her inner thigh, moving slowly toward her labia.

I kept stroking her length, and she started to moan as I sucked in one of her pussy lips.

Another gasp as my lips released her labia and wandered between her folds, licking her length and hovering right above her clit.

The tip of my tongue was barely touching her.

“Oh, yes, that is it.Right there, fuck.”

She tasted divine as I licked her nub with a bit more force and pressed a finger into her.

More complaints left her mouth, and then she mewled, “Your tongue feels amazing, right there.”

She stuttered in a breath as I kept sweetly assaulting her pussy with my tongue, mouth, and fingers.

I wanted her to come, Ineededher to come, to prepare herself for my cock.

Her noises grew louder as I pushed another digit into her opening.She was so fucking wet as I finger-fucked her faster, harder.

“I think I’m going to come.”

She thinks?

My fingers thrusted faster and silently urged her to reach her orgasm.Her pussy contracted around my fingers.She came like a dream, arousal dripping from her cunt, over my hand.She was fucking amazing, and I refused to stop.

She cried out, wanting to close her trembling legs and pushing against my head to stop fucking her with my mouth.

I calmed the thrusting of my fingers and stroked her clit with the tip of my tongue in slow, gentle movements.

She trembled, took a deep breath, steadied herself as she began to regain control.

I kissed her mound before I lifted my head and moved toward her.She locked eyes with me, her breath coming in shallow, rapid gasps.

“How was that?”I asked.

“Amazing,” she breathed and touched my cheek.

“I’m sorry.”

Her fingers brushed lightly over my lips before she shook her head.“It’s in the past.We focus on the future now.”

I nodded, and in an instant, she pushed me back, rolling me over, and her body sliding over mine as she straddled me.She pressed hard against my cock, and a low groan escaped me.

Never in a million years did I imagine this would be how our conversation would end.I had expected a fight, something fierce, after all, she had a temper just as sharp and unyielding as mine.

But this,thisI craved.I reached for her, gently cupping her cheek in my hand, savoring the warmth of her skin beneath my touch as she rubbed herself along my cock.My finger pushed into her mouth, and she sucked hard on my thumb.All her actions were turning me on, and I was sure that I’d lose myself completely if she decided to stop now.The need would consume me whole.

She brushed my arm aside, her head dipping down and her lips crashed on mine.My hands rested on her naked ass, kneading her buttocks hard, while she continued rubbing against my cock.I was so fucking hard and ready to fuck.

“I want to fuck you,” I hissed out, and she laughed.

“I don’t understand Italian, Alfonso.”

“Sorry, I said that I want to fuck you.”

“Oh, I bet you do.”

I cupped the back of her neck, pulling her closer as I sat up, our lips still tangled in a heated kiss.She toyed with the hem of my jeans, her fingers brushing the button until it popped open.