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As we parted ways, I couldn’t help but feel like she’d taken a small piece of me with her. I wondered if she felt the same.
That was a pretty naughty text. I think someone needs to be punished. Let’s circle back. I fucking loved Andi.
And then I felt the warmth of his hands on my body. His long fingers tentatively explored my curves. Heat radiated through my skin like a ripple of electricity. His hands were big and strong, moving gracefully and elegantly, leaving me breathless. I wanted to feel his skin on mine.
“Tell me you’re mine,” he pleaded. “Say it, cuore mio.”
He looked a little shy at that but shrugged. “Just something to keep at my place. Last night wasn’t a one-time thing.”
E-jack-you-late. That’s why it was called jacking off. How had I gone twenty-one years of my life without making this connection? Jacking off. Heh.
🤣🤣🤣🤣
With the windows down, the cool wind whipped around me, almost dizzying as my mind swirled with all the ways I wanted to wreck my girl. God, I just knew she’d look so fucking pretty on her knees for me,
She was mine. Mine to kiss. Mine to taste. Mine to touch. Mine to fuck, in every way imaginable. And I was about to show her just that.
"There are no other girls, cuore mio. Just you. And I want to get it right for you. I want to fuck you in every way possible. Your mouth. Your pussy. Your tits. Your ass.” Her breathing hitched at the last one and I made a mental note of it. “With my hands, my mouth, and all those toys you have in that drawer. I want to do all the things I’ve never done before, never wanted to do. Until you.”
He kissed my forehead, our sweat-slick bodies fitting together like two pieces of a fucked-up jigsaw puzzle and my mind was quiet.
“I have a lifetime of unspent affection, cuore mio. Excuse me if I want to spend it on you now — and for the rest of my days.”
The thought of both our blood swirling together in a pool on the floor made me irrationally envious of anyone who might find our bodies in the aftermath. Jealous that I couldn’t carry out the task and also be the one to witness the beauty of it.
“I think I’ve already shown you that I’m more than capable of filling you up and ‘stretching you gloriously’ without anyone else’s assistance. I can also alternate thrusts next time if you want.”
“You sucked me right into your orbit from the very first moment I laid eyes on you. But… I don’t play well with others and I’m not willing to share so, tough shit.”
I wanted my teeth and tongue on every part of him. I licked it, so it’s mine.
Only thinking of me…” “Always thinking of you,” I mumbled, almost incoherently. “Mmm… just love you. Mine.” On the cusp of an orgasm, the words fell from my mouth. I couldn’t take them back and didn’t want to because they were true.
“...Only thinking of my pleasure, all the while aching to be filled by me.”
“Let’s hope so, pet.” He ran his hand over the back of my hair and stilled it at the base of my neck, holding me to him. “Because I am in no way finished with you. So many hours in the night left. So many ways I want to watch you fall apart for me… over and over — so pretty when you come, and we have so much lost time to make up for.”
“I’d like to spend the rest of this date showing you just how much I fucking love you too.”
I wanted to feed her the biggest fucking cheeseburger I could find and get her home where she belonged - in my bed.
A mark of ownership, because she was fucking mine. In this life — and whether she knew it or not — the next. I wanted eternity. And I would take it for both of us.
But for him, I was always willing to push the limits.
