Chapter 130
Lucky
When his mouth makes contact with my neck, my legs feel as if they are going to give way on me. His teeth bite into my neck, I don’t even care if he leaves a mark on me. There are scarves to hide that kind of thing. “Mm, you smell good,” he tells me, his voice husky.
Reaching down with my hand I feel the bulge in his pants. “Someone needs to be released,” I tell him.
“You bet,” he replies. “First, I want you to lay on the bed and spread your legs for me. I want to see your pink cunt winking at me.”
With some force he pushes me onto the bed. I fall on my back and bring my legs up so my heels are digging into the covers and spread them nice and wide for him. “Now finger fuck yourself for me, whilst I take care of my aching cock. You have no idea what you do to me, Lucky.”
“I think I do, and I like it.” Delving inside my wet pussy, I move my fingers in and out nice and slowly since I am already at the point of orgasm. There is something about the way he looks, his eyes full of lust and passion that easily puts me over the edge. I’m wondering if lustful eyes can make a girl come in an instant. I’m telling you he can do that to me.
“Good girl, now move them faster, make yourself want to drip your fingers in your juices. I want to see you make yourself unravel before my eyes.”
His eyes are hooded as he slips off his top and casts it to the side. It falls to the floor. My eyes watch every movement, every ripple of his biceps and the veins in his strong forearms as he begins to ease his zipper down. His angry cock pops out of the opening, bobbing up and down. My mouth almost salivates at the thought of taking him into it and sucking on him.
I could easily devour him right now. He slides his trousers down then steps out of them before sitting on the edge of the bed to remove his socks.
“You’re such a good girl for me, Princess. How did I ever manage to have a woman like you in my life?”
“Yeah, I guess you’re one helluva lucky bastard, Nico.” He slaps my shin playfully then he turns around and kneels between my ankles, pressing my knees slightly further apart until they are almost touching the bed. It’s a good job I do plenty of yoga for the stretch it’s giving me right now.
Nico takes his knuckles and runs them up and down my seam making me quiver, goosebumps forming all over my arms and my thighs. “Does that feel good?”
I nod, my breath catching. At the moment the way his knuckles press with just enough pressure against my slit, takes the words out of my mouth. My mouth is dry; my body filled with a heat unparalleled to anything else before. It’s like my body is some kind of volcano ready to erupt any second.
He stops with his knuckles and places his hand over mine, guiding my fingers in and out of my pussy faster. The pressure of his hand on mine is electric. Every cell in my body is alive. His touch is enough to scorch me.
“Nico, I’m close,” I tell him whispering as the heat flames inside my lower abdomen, filtering further up burning into my chest. My nipples as hard as tiny stones aching and aching like crazy.
“I know, Princess. Let it go. Make yourself come for me. I want to taste your cunt juice.”
He pushes my fingers in deeper and faster until my legs begin to quiver and shake as the orgasm rides its way over my body whilst I scream out his name. Holy crap, I hope my parents cannot hear me.
Then he takes my fingers from inside me and sucks them one by one. “You taste like nectar, sweet and delicate. You are my favorite dessert Miss. Gianluca.” He sucks more as my legs flay to the side.
“Now turn onto your stomach, I want to ride your ass.” His voice is almost a growl as I glance up at his cock standing to attention.
“It’s not going to fit, Nico.”
“It will fit; we’ll go slowly. If you want me to stop, just say stop and I will. You can trust me, Princess. I will never hurt you.”
Nico uses his hands to flip me over by my legs so I am face down on the bed. I adjust myself and rest my hands on my forearms in front of me as he gently brings my hips up then places a pillow underneath me.
“Is that comfortable, sweetheart?”
“Yes. Thank you.”
“Okay, remember if you want me to stop you just have to say the word.”
I nod.
He uses his fingers to delve into my wetness; my clit makes my hips buck from his touch with its super sensitive state. Nico parts my butt cheeks and massages some wetness into it.
“I’m going to spit on you, baby. Are you okay with that or should I get the lube?”
It shouldn’t sound so damn sexy, but the mere thought of him spitting on me is so down and dirty that it arouses me further.
“Spit on me,” I tell him.
I feel the warmth of his saliva hit my ass and slide down my crack. Wow, that is a lot of spit. He massages around my hole again and then I feel as his crown touches me there. It makes me feel dirty and sexy at the same time. Realizing I am holding my breath, I force myself to breathe.
“I’m going to push in only a fraction. If it hurts you have to tell me. It’s going to be uncomfortable to start with. I’ve got you, Lucky.” I feel his lips make contact with my shoulder as he kisses me with butterfly kisses across to my spine and all the way down to the curve of my ass.
“Your ass is perfection. It’s like a ripe peach ready to be bitten. You are perfect baby so damn fucking perfect.”
He places his crown back on my hole as I wait for him to slide it in. Part of me thinks it is disgusting but the part that wants him inside me far outweighs my other thoughts. My body feels as if someone has lit a match and thrown over me, my body being the gasoline.