I turn my eyes up as I nip her breasts, and I see a mess of blonde hair spilling around her neck and shoulders, mouth hanging open as she whimpers for me. I raise my head away from her breasts, replacing my teeth with my hand on her right breast. I have to look down on Serena.
On my woman.
Her limbs are sprawled out across the bed, long and willowy. She looks like some dancer exhausted from practice, but I’m just getting her started. She turns her eyes to me as she feels the change, and color rushes to her cheeks at the sight of me looming over her, thumbs roving possessively over her nipples.
She bites her lip, and I take my hands away to pull my shirt off over my head and toss it to the floor, displaying my body over her.
Even though she’s seen it bare before, even recently, the light I see spark up in her eyes is like she’s never seen anything like me before. I feel pride swell up in my chest as I roll my shoulders back, and her gaze meets mine.
To be able to get such a stir from a woman as beautiful as Serena is a thrill. And it should be—she deserves nothing but the very best.
I descend upon her again, this time cupping my hand under her neck and bringing my mouth to it. I kiss her, my other hand holding her by the wrist and splaying out her body as I start to rock my pelvis into her. Even through our pants, I know she can feel my hardness. I’ve been with women, sure, but nobody has ever made me as ready for love as Serena makes me. Every cell in my body cries out for her when I’m near her.
I run my hands down her body to her hips, and I bring my mouth to her lips. She lifts her head up with a whimper to meet me, and I smile into the kiss as I pull her hips up into me, rocking into her gently while her arms slip around my neck to hold on. Her lips are soft, and I let out a low groan into them before her tongue starts trying to tease mine out. I hold nothing back from her. My tongue dives into her mouth, and we play with each other while I feel a pulse go through my hard body.
I want her. I need her. We don’t even need to speak to know how badly we desire each other. My rough hands run up and down her body, feeling every inch of smooth, olive skin. It’s the easiest thing in the world to pick her up and turn her however I please, and when I slide her up the couch, she giggles at being held by me, squirming in the cushions, looking up at me with playful eyes.
“You’re playing with fire, princess,” I say with a low rumble to my voice, but I know Serena and the look in her eyes well enough to know that she likes playing with fire.
In a swift motion, I tear the buttons of her jeans apart, and she gasps when I tug her pants down over her thighs. She tries to kick them the rest of the way off, but I don’t want to wait. I yank them the rest of the way off, panties and all, before I slide my hand under the small of her back and lift her legs up.
I run my mouth over her inner thigh, fingers squeezing her soft flesh as I let my breath wash over her, face tickling her as I rove over it.
“God, Luca,” she whines, trying in vain, “God, I need you in me, don’t keep me waiting!”
I deliver a quick slap to her bare ass, feeling the taut skin quiver under my touch, and she gives a yelp of delight as I squeeze her. “I’m going to take my time devouring you,” I growl, “you’re too sweet not to savor.”
She opens her mouth to respond, but I silence her by lowering my head and dragging my tongue across her slit.
A long, hissing gasp escapes her, and I listen to it hang in the air like a musical note as I look at her lower lips. They’re swollen with need like my cock is, and the darker, endlessly sensitive skin folds in on itself, just begging for attention. Her whole body is crying out for me. Just the thought that I have the power to bother her figure so much makes me swell so hard I think my shaft is going to burst from my pants.
I bring my face closer again, breathing heavily on the smooth surface of her pussy. I breathe in, and the heady scent of her makes me want to turn her over and thrust inside of her until neither of us can move anymore.
And I will. But not yet.
I let my tongue forth again, letting it slide through her lips and taste just how ready she is, savoring the flavor of the hot entry the tip of my tongue dances across. I slide my tongue deep into her, as deep as I can, probing and exploring like I own this sanctuary of hers. As the taste of her drives me wild, I reach up and grab her breast with one hand while the other cradles her ass.
Her honey is like wine to me. My tongue dives in, again and again, and I feel her pushing her hips up at me with each stroke. Her breathing is shallow, and each time I reach some new part of her that I haven’t touched yet, I hear a gasp to reward me. She’s coaxing me further.
She’s my brat, and she knows how to get me to dig into her. She likes getting more than she bargained for.
My tongue delves deep into her, drawing up more honey with each sweep. The inside of her vagina is hot, tense, endlessly needy. The more I enter her, the more she wants. I lose track of where my tongue has gone as it slides across the landscape within her.
All I know is that my face is soaked, and so are her lips. A few moments ago, they were puffy with need, and now, a gorgeous sheen glistens on them.
Her legs wrap around my sides as best they can—her legs are long, but my chest is thick with muscle. I can’t help but smile at her efforts. I decide to reward her by driving her home.
I draw my tongue up to her clit, and the tip of my tongue darts onto her swollen nub to the sound of a sharp gasp. Fuck, she’s close already.
I start to torment her, swirling just beyond her clit, edging nearer with each stroke as she claws at my back and the couch desperately. I think about all the years her poor clit has gone without my touch. I have a lot of time to make up for.
I drive my tongue in and lavish her nub with attention, pushing and flicking around it freely. It’s a matter of seconds before her steady gasping becomes a high-pitched squeal, and she tries to close her legs as her honey flows onto my tongue, but I use my hands to keep her thighs apart. “You’re not getting free so easy,” I growl, and I attack her again.
My lips close around the area of her cunt as I savor her taste. My tongue dives deep into her, and I bring it up slowly, painfully slowly, to her clit, where I torment her until she’s squirming relentlessly in my hands.
I raise my eyes enough to look at her, and there’s a smile of absolute bliss on her face as I take her with my mouth. Her first orgasm left her glowing, and I know she’s tingling head to toe, but even so, she wants more.
She’s panting by the time I decide I’ve had my fill of her heady wine. Slowly, I push myself to my knees, looming over her like a statue. She bats her eyelashes at me, worrying her lip as her eyes stare up at me in a haze.
“Fuck, look at you” I say, running my hands up and down her thighs gently, wetting my lips at the sight of her. I dive back down to her nipples, my hands grasping her wrists as she gasps, but I feel them tug away.
“Wait,” she breathes, and I stop, lifting my head to meet her gaze. As her eyes lock with mine, she loses her words for a moment, but I follow her gaze down to the bulge outlined in my pants. “I...I want to taste you,” she says, the thirst in her voice so thick I can hear it in every syllable.
I give her a challenging smile. “You think you can do to me what I did to you?” I say, moving further up to her to hold her chin in my fingers. I lower my come-soaked lips to her mouth, and we kiss, a moan between us as I feel her hips push up into me. “Don’t you know you already ruin me?” I growl when our lips part. “Or are you just a greedy little girl?”
“All of the above?” she says with a shy edge to her voice, and I sit back, taking my belt off and setting it on the floor. I see the hunger in her eyes as she pulls her legs back and folds them under her, and I take my time. My thick hands move to the button of my pants, undoing them one by one. The tight muscles of my stomach make a V leading down below the waist of my pants, promising what’s below.
She waits, as if waiting for a word from me, but she fidg
ets impatiently as she watches my hands start to slide my pants down. She starts to move forward when she can see the thick base of the shaft. I want to tease her a little longer, but the sight of her so hungry for me, her lips so needy—I’m not so cruel as to keep her waiting any longer.
I pull my pants down and let my mast free, standing stiff and swollen. She reaches out for it carefully, as if touching something valuable, and when her soft fingers finally stroke up its length, I feel a shiver of pleasure run up me.
She’s going to make me eat my words now that I’ve eaten her out.
She wraps her hand around the girth of my shaft, feeling its weight, and her other hand strokes it up to the bulging crown. It stands even stiffer at her touch. It wants to be inside her as much as she wants it. As much as I want it.
I lean back with her gently before she parts her lips and puts them to my crown, and warmth washes over me when I feel her tongue on the tip of my cock. She lets out a gentle moan into it as her thumbs slide down the sides of it, feeling every detail, every vein, and I see her hips squirm. She’s imagining it inside her, and that only spurs her on as she opens her mouth a little more to take more of me in.
My neck leans my head back to the arm of the couch as my whole crown gets bathed in her tongue, and one of her hands takes my balls in her hand. She’s soft and warm, innocently playing with the weight of my heavy, needy balls, not realizing how much tension she’s playing with.
Or maybe she does. My woman likes playing with fire.
As her tongue starts to rove further down the soft underside of my shaft, I look down at her to see her eyes glittering at me. She slides more of my shaft into her mouth, and I can feel her whole tongue moving under me, sending wave after wave of pleasure up me. I let out a deep groan as she runs the tip of her tongue from the bottom to the tip of my cock, then again and again.
“Fuck, Serena,” I groan, reaching out and taking a fistful of her hair—I don’t hold her back, I just hold her, letting her know I can tug her around and steer her however I like. “You’re the same brat I was sneaking around with when we were teenagers,” I say, my voice gravelly.
She arches her back instinctively at my words, the warmth of her mouth utterly engulfing my cock. I’m impressed by how much of it she can take in, and her soft moans of pleasure spur me on, growing stiffer, more swollen, more ready for her than ever.
Her fingers play with my balls while her other hand feels the base of my shaft that her lips can’t quite reach. My cock is so far in her that I worry she’ll choke, but I’m keeping a close watch on her, ready to pull her back if she gets too greedy.
She lavishes my cock with attention like I tortured her pussy with my mouth, her face telling me how much she loves the feel of my cock sitting on her tongue, the taste of me, the feel of my shaft pulsing when she finds a way to stroke it that makes it twitch just right for her.
Dangerously so. She finds a way to move her tongue along the base of my crown to the head of my cock that makes my whole crotch tighten, and she can feel it in my balls. Excited by what she’s discovered, she starts to stroke it more, her tongue lashing over it as her playful eyes flutter up at me.
My jaw hangs open, and I feel the tension building up in my whole body. It’s so great that my balls ache with need, and I can tell just how badly she wants to release the pearly reward for her efforts.
It’s tempting to give her what she wants—knowing that she takes so much pleasure from knowing how to unlock the best secrets of this massive, musclebound body of mine gives me so much pleasure. But as she starts unconsciously moving her hips when my body nears the point of no return, I know there are other parts of her that need attention.
Before that mouth of her makes me spill over the edge, I tighten my grip on her hair just enough to tug her back. She fights me a moment, but my hand is strong, and she reluctantly lets go of my cock.
When her mouth comes off it, it’s more swollen than ever, now glistening with her. She sticks a lip out at me as I sit up and take her chin in my hand, brushing my thumb over that pouty lip.
“Do you think I’d let you drive me there when that pussy of yours is still so needy?”
She wets her lips at that, and her hands rove up my hips to feel my sides.
“You know I’m yours,” she breathes, a blush in her cheeks as she says the words. “I just get greedy sometimes.”
“I know,” I say, reaching down to the floor. She follows my hand as it grasps the belt on the floor, and her eyes widen. “That’s why I’m going to make sure you behave for me.”
I stand up, nodding for her to turn around. She looks at me curiously, wonder in her face, but I reassure her, running my fingers through her hair. “Don’t worry,” I husk lowly, “I’ve got you. Tell me if you want me to stop. The safeword is Crimson.”
“Crimson,” she nods, licking her lips, and she doesn’t resist when I gently take her hands and cross her wrists behind her back. I use the belt to tie them together, and she shivers as she realizes what I’ve done, testing her restraints. “What are you going to do to me?” she asks, her voice heavy with desire.
I take my shirt and rip it, making her gasp, and I do it again until I’ve got a black strip of cloth in my hands that I bring to her. “Show you that you’re mine,” I growl before I put the black cloth over her eyes and tie it behind her hair.
My Serena starts to squirm around on the bed, but I chuckle at her softly before I scoop her up in my arms. She yelps, and I carry her over to the wall. The way she feels in my arms never gets old.
“I could hold you forever,” I whisper into her ear, and I feel her shiver, a smile playing across her lips.
“Where are you taking me?” she asks.
“No farther,” I say.
Before she can speak again, I shift her in my hands so I’m holding her by the ass, and I let her back fall gently against the wall. My girl, my prisoner, sits there in my hands, wrapping her legs around my waist as best she can as she realizes what’s about to happen. It looks rough, with her hands tied behind her back and her eyes blindfolded, but I’m careful with her. I wouldn’t do this if I didn’t know what I was doing.
When I look down at her exposed, vulnerable, tormented pussy, my cock stiffens as much as it had when it was a prisoner of Serena’s lips.
“Remember,” I say in a husky voice as I lower her just enough to perch her lower lips on the tip of my cock. The moment it touches, my cock swells to attention, and her mouth falls open. Every time I prepare to enter her, it seems she forgets just how big I am for her. “The moment you need me to stop, say Crimson. Until then...you’re mine.”
With those words, I let her sink onto my shaft, and she lets out a cry of pleasure as we lock into each other like my cock and her pussy were made for each other. Immediately, I start bucking into her, and she’s utterly paralyzed by me, mouth wide open as her toes curl and her hips thrust forward.
“Oh, oh God, fuck!” she cries. We’re both so slick that we grind into each other effortlessly, moving so fast, so wonderfully that I can already feel her tightening. “Luca, I’m gonna-”
She loses her voice to a silent scream, biting down on her lower lip to muffle it. I feel her whole body pulse around me, heels digging into my hips as I thrust myself up into her to the hilt. Her honey floods me, and I can hear it with each new thrust. I don’t let up. I ride her pleasure like a wave that’s about to break. Holding her effortlessly in my hands, I pull back and angle her back just so that I can hit the top of her inner depths better.
When the tip of my cock grinds against her g-spot, her silent scream becomes a real one. Just for a beautiful moment, she loses control of herself as I buck into her like a machine. My hips are a piston, moving with such precision and regular force, taming the wildfire that her body has become. Her mouth hangs open and her cheeks are blushing furiously. Every now and then, I see her trying to tilt her head back to look at my body past the blindfold, but another orgasm seizes her.
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nbsp; I can feel every inch of her, from the depths that my cock is thrusting into to the outermost lips kissing my base with every thrust. I feel her quick heartbeat through my cock, and I know she can feel my own powerful pulse.
That isn’t the only pulse she’s getting, either.
She’s like a doll in my hands as I fuck her, but this is Serena. She tightens her pussy around me, thrusting as much as her spasming body will let her. Her golden hair spills over her shoulder as her head leans this way and that. She’s totally in my power. And seeing that excite her so much fills me with pride.
I lean back to impale her on my cock, and now I’m doing most of the work, fucking her rough and hard while I move her. My pace never lets up. I’m hard as a rock, and I don’t think I could get any harder or more needy. My balls are in such urgent need of emptying into her that they’re sore.
The more I explore within her, the hotter my love for her burns. “You’re my girl, Serena,” I whisper huskily as I pump into her, “just as much now as you were before.”
“Fuck, Luca,” she whimpers, “fuck, I need you so bad!”
I let her sink onto my cock, letting more of her weight onto it, but my cock still holds her up as strong as ever. When I buck up into her, it’s like I’m bouncing her on it alone, and a sharp cry from her lets me know she’s come yet again.
I’ve lost count by now. She’s trying to make me come, I can feel it, but I’ve won this time—I’ve got the control over her.
She clenches her pussy as tight as she can as she thrusts, struggling against her restraints like a little prisoner, and I wrap a hand around the back of her neck. “I’ll fuck you until I’m good and done with you, Serena,” I growl, and she lets out a desperate sigh, a pouting gasp as I buck up into her fiercely.
Her back is grinding against the wall, but she hasn’t shown a single sign of letting up, no hint of saying that simple word that will make me stop. Crimson. She’s a brave girl, that’s for sure. My girl.
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