Page 46 of Isle of Seduction
“No, we’re not,” I say, my smile devious. “Not until you beg for my cock.”
The fire in her eyes is back and alive, setting me aflame from within.
“I won’t ever beg you for shit.”
“Sure you will, guerrieritta. But trust me when I say I’ll earn it on my knees. Now, do you want me to keep going?”
Indecision swirls in the green irises. If she tells me no, I’ll back off. But she won’t. She came way too sweetly on my fingers and mouth when I had her writhing under me. I want that again. And again. The sweet taste of her cunt is but a memory and I need my fix.
She agrees by setting herself on the desk, legs wide open in invitation for me to step in between, and I don’t waste a second.
My mouth comes crashing onto hers again, and the moment our lips touch, I’m fucking falling. She moans in my mouth like she’s been waiting for me to kiss her and the knowledge brings me to my fucking knees. I get hold of her ass and bring her forward, her soft centre connecting to my hard cock through jeans.
Fuck jeans.
Still kissing and biting, I rid her of her pyjama blouse and I’m rewarded by the prettiest red bra, full of flower laces and pretty designs I have no clue what to call. I lick the valley in between her breast and descend to her belly button, biting a mouth full of soft flesh on my descent. Her skin tastes like salvation and I want to drown in her.
Her moans echo in the space as well as my name, spurring me to drop to my knees and remove her flannel pants down her legs along with the thong. I’m sure it looks like a pretty package together, but I’m eager to taste her.
“Lay back.”
A flash of defiance makes me jump up and get a hold of her throat before I growl in her mouth. “I said ‘lay back’. Let me enjoy my meal, sweetheart.”
She relents and I’m back at her centre, inhaling before diving in without preamble.
“Ohhh,” she sighs, her body growing lax.
“Fuck, you taste so good, cara mia. So fucking sweet and so fucking mine.”
I continue lapping at her clit and circling down to her opening, noticing the changes in her breathing every time I do. Both her thighs are resting on my shoulders and I wish she’d be sitting on my face, suffocating me with the feel of her. I take hold of both her legs and place my hands under her ass, urging her to move her hips against my mouth.
She catches on and rolls her hips.
“You love it when I fuck you with my tongue, don’t you?”
I draw back and bring two fingers inside her pretty pussy, and she hisses at the stretch. I can’t help but palm my erection through my jeans, seeking relief from the pressure growing in my groin. Giulia’s feisty and fierce, but when she looks like a wanton slut on the desk she bought with my money, I want to devour her whole and cover her with my cum, dirtying her for me like my own masterpiece.
I open the zipper and take my cock in my hand, remove the fingers from Giulia’s cunt and get back to licking her over and over until her breaths grow ragged and her moans louder. She throws her head back, completely abandoned to the sensations of my mouth on her. I coat myself with her wetness and pump my hand faster, my balls tightening with the pressure of holding on until she comes.
“You’re going to be a good little slut and moan for me, sweetheart.”
And she does. Obeying so pretty without threats. I close my eyes to savour her submission, just like I savour her pussy.
I keep jerking myself while I suck on her clit and bring two fingers into her in a come hither movement that makes her jerk against me, coming in waves and loud cries that fill my ears with white noise and my eyes with pure light.
When she’s spent, I stand up and jerk myself harder. Giulia’s eyes fixed on my cock are a whole different beast entirely. When she licks her lips, I lose it and come all over her mound and lower belly, covering her with my spend like she’s meant to fucking take it. I can’t wait to see it leaking from her pretty holes.
I’m breathing hard when Giulia glides her fingers through my cum and brings them to her mouth, moaning at the taste of me. I fold myself on top of her, uncaring of the mess on her body to kiss her and taste myself on her sweet lips.
She protests when I move to carry her with me to her bathroom, but I kiss her all the way there to shut her up, her legs framing my hips like she belongs there.
I enter and step into the shower, opening the faucet with one hand before setting Giulia on the bench at the end of the space. I take off my pants and boxers that were hanging low on my hips and she licks her lips again.
“Keep looking at me like that and see what happens, sweetheart.”
“I thought you said you wouldn’t give me your cock until I begged for it.”
“And you will. There are so many things I could do to you to get you to that point.”