Page 279 of The Devil's Fire

The way they sparkled exuded innocence, making her utterly perfect with a soul so beautiful that it illuminated my once dark world.

I slowly removed my clothing, her gaze fixed on my every move, taking in my presence, just as I had absorbed hers. Casting aside my dress shirt, I unfastened my belt and slid off my pants.

Her green eyes went down, focusing on my hard cock. I sensually stroked myself at a deliberate, almost agonizingly slow pace. Her eyes traced every movement with intense focus, and she slowly opened her legs for me.

“Yes, that’s my girl, wider.” My voice emerged in a low, rough tone.

I hovered over her, my lips finding her breast as I sucked and explored her nipple with my tongue. My lips explored her body, gliding down to her stomach and resting between her thighs. With each kiss I placed on her thigh, she squirmed with excitement, urging me to where she yearned for my touch.

I traced the line of her pussy before sliding a finger inside of her, and a moan escaped her lips.

“No sounds, baby.” I reminded her. She gave me a disapproving look before biting down on her underwear.

I inched my lips closer to her pussy, spreading her lips and stroking her clit with my tongue. Althaia’s hips bucked, and I held her thighs to keep her from moving. Her sweetness coated my tongue as I thrust it inside of her before latching on to her clit.

I watched her struggle against the nightgown tied around her wrists as she struggled to keep quiet. I smirked and traced my tongue in slow strokes, adding two fingers inside her pussy, making her throw her head back.

I pumped my fingers as I sucked on her clit, feeling her legs tremble as I brought her closer to a sweet ecstasy.

“Come on my tongue, piccola.” I growled hungrily against her pussy, savoring every drop of her essence as her body convulsed with the power of her orgasm.

I grabbed the back of her knees, pushing them to her chest as I watched her pussy spread for me. I slid my cock along her slit before slowly entering her, making a small grunt as I felt her tight and warm walls of her pussy envelop my cock.

“You feel so fucking good…” I whispered, driving in deeper. I could see the pleasure consume Althaia, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as I took my time burying myself in her pussy.

I swiftly turned her over onto her stomach, firmly gripping her hips to get her onto her knees. I pressed her face into the pillow as I shoved my cock in with deep, powerful thrusts. My hand traveled down her spine, her back curving so beautifully as I fucked her from behind.

I spanked her ass, hearing her muffled moans as I thrust faster and harder. I grunted quietly as the room filled with the sounds of our skin slapping against each other. I played with her clit as I was close to my own release.

“Fuck!” I gritted. Her tight pussy walls clenched around my cock as her orgasm rippled through her. I pulled out at the same time, almost a second too late, and came on her ass.

Althaia slumped down flat on her stomach while I caught my breath.

“Don’t move.” I went to the bathroom and grabbed a damp towel before returning to bed. I cleaned her up and untied her wrists. She rolled onto her back with a lazy grace. I removed the underwear from her mouth, and her eyes slowly fluttered open.

“I should tell Nonna the Holy Water didn’t work.” She chuckled.

I leaned in closer to her with a smirk, my lips brushing against hers.

“Tell her how good you were fucked by the Devil.” I winked.

I watched Althaia as she struggled to stifle her laughter, but her attempts were in vain.

“So, your Nonna is really assuming you’re a virgin? A thirty-year-old virgin?” She asked in between chuckles but couldn’t stop and was now full-on laughing.

“Apparently.” I said with a shake of my head.

“That is too funny!”

“Nonna was always after us when we were younger, warning us to not get involved with anyone until marriage.” I lightly scoffed.

“I understand the idea of preventing hormonal boys from fucking around to avoid accidental pregnancies. But you were engaged! Surely, she wouldn’t expect you to be a virgin when you were in a serious relationship, right?” Althaia looked at me with a raised brow, amusement clear in her eyes.

“Sienna was… different.” I said, resting my hands behind my head and closed my eyes.

“Different how?

“Sienna was a proud Catholic woman.” I answered.

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