“I want to give you a little something. A token of how much it is you’ve been missing.”
Oh, God. Yes, please. He’s finally going to fuck me!
Pulling me over to face him, his eyes captivated mine with a longing stare. Then, his lips were pressing against mine, and at first, he wasn’t tender. He possessed me with only his demanding tongue, and it made my insides burn with desire. But then the kisses became tender. So tender that it made me feel dizzy with the intensity of it.
Soon he was diving—and he kept on diving. He kissed his way down through my negligee, stopping momentarily to nibble on my nipples. My God, he was good.
Venturing down again, I soon realised what it was he was up to—and boy was I ready for it.
“Clara, you smell and taste so good. I can’t wait to get my tongue inside you.”
“Oh, God, yes!” I cried. Boy was he working me up into a frenzy.
Kissing the inside of my thigh, he took so much time that I thought I was going to either knock him on the head and tell him to get on with it or pass out. Either way, something had to give.
I was about to scream at him to hurry up when, all of a sudden, one tiny flick of his tongue on my clit had my body rigid with pleasure. “Jesus, do that again.” It was more like a demand then a request.
He chuckled at my thigh, making me shiver all over. “You smell divine.”
“Well dive in. You can taste as much as you want.” I pulled my fingers through his hair and squeezed him tightly in my hand. I was desperate, and he had to know.
Again—feeling like I couldn’t take much more—I was about to tell him to hurry up when his tongue was there licking the entrance and dipping his tongue in.
“Shit!” Why did he have to be this good? So good that I was putty in his hands—completely at his mercy.
He dipped his tongue in and out several times, making me paralyzed with lust. With an arch of my back, he was there again at my clit, flicking his tongue over and over so wildly I thought I was going to scream. In fact, in my head, I was screaming.
There were so many sounds radiating across the room, I almost thought there was someone else with us. Surely that sound couldn’t have been coming from me? What the hell was wrong with me?
Soon, I didn’t care as his tongue and the sounds Luca made had me at the point of no return. I knew I was going to blow, and I was going to blow violently. I could feel it throughout my body—feel my blood pumping and rushing through my veins. I could feel it through every part of my body until there was nowhere else it could go except straight to my core. I was going to blow, and boy was it going to be the best orgasm I had ever had in my life.
Luca could feel the build-up. He knew from the way I was arching my back and moaning and groaning underneath him. I couldn’t keep my body still—couldn’t get my brain to tell my body how to function. It was almost as though it had a mind of its own.
I was panting. I was breathless. My mind and body screamed for release as violently as a river bursting its banks. Pretty soon, I couldn’t hear any sound as my senses closed off to everything around me apart from that delicious tongue that was torturing the bejesus out of my clit.
I knew it was coming soon. I could feel it building quicker and quicker—faster and faster. I opened my legs wider—as if they weren’t already wide enough. I wanted complete exposure for this man… This beautiful man who was worshipping my whole body. Every lick and every kiss sent the most violent waves of ecstasy I had ever felt in my life through my entire body.
“Luca, I’m going to…!”
That was it—I was gone. I screamed so loudly that I thought the plaster on the wall might start to fall off from the force. His gentle licks were continuing as I was bucking and wriggling wildly and ferociously under the force of Luca Belatoni.
Eventually, he stopped, allowing me to come down from the best climax I had ever experienced. I closed my eyes and just savoured that tremendous feeling. It felt like I had had the most relaxing massage in the world. I didn’t think I could ever recall a time when I had felt this relaxed.
“Just hearing you scream like that could make a man come.”
Managing to pry my eyes open, I looked down at the face that had been engrained on my brain ever since he barged through my door. It was sexy and ever so fucking gorgeous!
I bit my lip. “Sorry. I was a bit vocal.”
Luca looked stern. “Don’t ever hold back on me. Having you submissive under me like that is the one time I know I can get you to reveal what it is you’re truly feeling. I don’t care if you scream until the neighbours come calling… Not if I can make you come like that. Stunning.”