Page 39 of Siren's Heart

"Luc-ahh," she moans, biting her lip as I keep thrusting my fingers inside her, pressing her sweet spot to extend her pleasure. When I kiss my way up her collarbone, lick a path up her throat, and capture her lips. She's a panting mess, her hair plastered to her sweaty forehead and curls fanned along her white sheets like a crown of light, her eyes closed with a crease between her eyebrows.

"Please tell me you have a condom?" she asks in a frantic whisper, opening one of her eyes a fraction.

Her question hits me like a bucket of ice water, and I freeze. Then I curse under my breath.

"Fuck. No. I don't." She chuckles at the disappointment in my voice and blinks her second eye open as well. "Not for lack of wanting,” I say and frame her face with my arms, covering her heated body with mine. “This just isn’t how I expected this evening to go like." I lean down for a quick kiss. "I'm more than happy about it, though."

"I mean, I'm very creative," she winks at me and reaches between us to palm my cock, beginning to stroke it lazily. A sigh falls from my lips, and my hips instinctively thrust into her hand.

"And I'm very eager to bury my face in your pussy again," I mumble and kiss the corner of her smiling mouth.

"Looks like we have a fun evening ahead." Her giggle is the cutest thing I've heard this evening. Well, that…and her moaning my name as she came.

"Wonderful." I press another kiss on her lips, before I lick my way down her body. She shivers, accompanied by aroused sighs, when I draw a path on her collarbones, her nipples standing at attention when I palm her tits.

I draw one of them into my mouth and give it a playful flick with my tongue, making her squirm and a loud moan escape her. When I look up, she has both of her hands pressed against her mouth.

“Hands off,” I command her, grinning at the look she shoots me. “I want to hear it all.” Another flick with my tongue, and a softer moan falls from her lips. “Each bit of pleasure I give you.” My hands wander down her sides. “Let me hear you, Sunshine.”

"Luca," she whines and tangles her hands in my hair, trying to push my head further down her body. I know I said I wanted to taste her pussy again. But that was before I knew about the little sounds that escape her when I play with her nipples. They go straight into my cock, making me want her all the more.

So, my hand will have to be enough for now. Tracing a light path down her body, the wetness that awaits me at her core almost blows me away.

Fuck.

She's so wet for me. Why the fuck did I not bring a condom? Seriously, expectations one way or the other; that’s the dumbest thing I've done yet.

But there's no use in dwelling on past mistakes when I might as well make my girl come again.

Millie

My first orgasm of the night built up gradually, like a matchstick, evolving into a campfire, until becoming a blazing inferno. But this second one? It comes out of nowhere, like a volcano exploding, a lighter thrown into a puddle of fuel.

One moment, the pressing sensation in my core announces itself with a tingle, and then boom. Explosion. His name falling from my lips, and fireworks going off in my mind, rendering me weak and a powerless, uncontrollably shaking mess. Holy fucking shit.

He knows exactly where to touch, reading my body like a book, finding all the perfect spots to drive me crazy.

His fingers fill me, continuing to stroke that perfect spot inside me, making me squirm under his touch, my pussy way too sensitive and my mind foggy with pleasure.

"I want one more," he mumbles against my nipple, but I can’t form any words in my head for an answer. His lips kiss a hot path over my skin as he makes his way down my body, finding that sensitive spot right under my ribs and humming with satisfaction when it makes me twitch, my skin tingling where his hot lips touch me.

"Luca," I whine hoarsely, when his lips close around my nub, my hand clutching the sheet so hard I’m afraid of tearing it. "Too much. I can't..."

"Yes, you can," he demands, his hand cupping my breast, roughly kneading it, my nipple rubbing against his palm. "Give it to me."

"Luca-ahhh." The tingle in my molten core hasn’t even subsided after my last climax, yet within moments, it intensifies again, and I shout as I cum on his fingers, my back arching off the mattress and fingers digging into whatever they can as they coil. "Fuck. Mercy."

"Alright, alright," he chuckles and crawls up the bed until he covers my whole body with his, like a hot blanket, his grinning face only a breath away from mine.

I purse my lips for a kiss, and he doesn’t lose a moment, brushing his lips against mine in a kiss that makes me grin against his mouth. A happy sigh escapes me, my hands running over his back, from just above his ass to the nape of his neck, varying between light touches and pressing my fingertips into his skin.

I swallow the groan he lets out when one of my hands wanders to his front, palming his velvety cock that’s lying heavy on my thigh.

Maybe it isn't so bad that we have no condom. I can't help but think as I feel his girth in my palm. I wasn't kidding, he's pretty big, easily the biggest of my part partners. Will I even be able to take him, much less walk right the next day?

My fingertips only barely touch as I close my hand around his cock and stroke it, and he buries his face against the crook of my neck, his breath blowing hot against my hair as his low growls and strained breaths feather over my skin.

Gradually, I quicken my pace, and he presses his lips against my skin before he lifts himself on his forearms and starts to thrust into my hand.

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