Page 111 of A Taste Of Darkness

“Milo,” I moaned, moving my hips with his.

“I know, cuore mio.” He brought a hand between our bodies, rubbing my clit with his fingers.

The earth stopped spinning, time slowing down as my orgasm rippled through me. His name fell from my lips as my body tensed, and I clenched around his dick to the point where I felt him pulsing inside me.

My head felt fuzzy, high on him as I drowned in pleasure.

“One more,” he demanded, continuing to pound into me. His tongue pushed into my mouth, teeth clicking as he kissed me hard. “Give me one more, Sterlie.”

“I can’t.”

“Yes, you can.”

I could barely catch my breath as he lifted me off the desk and entered me even deeper than before. My arms wrapped around his neck, holding him tight as I bit down on the front of his shoulder to keep myself from crying out loud.

“You are”—He thrust up—“Fucking”—Thrust—“Perfect.”

My legs were shaking, my skin prickling, and my vision faded to black.

Noises came out of me that I’d never made before. Whimpers and moans, silent cries filled with lust, and his name rolled over my lips in an unidentifiable pattern.

Everything was so much, almost too much. My nerves were shaking, sending me flying and falling, and a spring coiled tightly in my abdomen.

Milo’s hips rolled into me, hitting my G-spot with every thrust.

“Come for me, Sterlie.” He pulled me down on his cock, burying himself so deep inside me, I saw stars for a moment. “Come all around my cock.”

I exploded, holding him tightly in my arms and screaming his name as shockwaves pulsed through my body.

I felt his thrusts stuttering before he swelled inside me. A long groan escaped him as he emptied himself into the condom, staying deep inside of me for just a moment longer.

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TANGLED DESIRES

Milo Marucci

The bed dipped at my weight as I settled between her thighs, holding her wide open.

I ran my thumb over her glistening, smooth pussy, spreading her lips. She was so wet, I could’ve easily slipped inside her and fucked her right this instant, but where was the fun in that?

Spit fell from my mouth, dripped onto her cunt, and I spread it over her skin before rubbing my thumb over her clit. I wanted to suck on the nub, lick her, and fuck her cunt with my tongue.

Sterlie whimpered, legs trying to close but my body was in the way. “Milo,” she gasped, her face scrunching when I slipped a finger past her entrance.

She was a little sore from yesterday, but that was alright. I’d take care of her now, make sure she couldn’t walk tomorrow just so I had an excuse to spend all day in bed with her. Far away from stupid responsibilities.

I slid a hand up her flat stomach, covering her tit, and squeezed. Fuck, I loved how they fit so perfectly into my hands.

It was still so new to me that I could actually touch her without wanting to rip my head off, without feeling like my skin was burning off. In fact, I felt like dying when I wasn’t touching her.

Pulling my finger out of her warm pussy, I covered her other tit to even it out, squeezing and rolling her hard nipples between my fingers.

Moving up her body, I rolled my hips against hers, rubbing my hard cock against her clit, teasing her while I was too busy admiring the naked woman before me.

Sterlie whimpered, her hands reaching out to the side as she grabbed the pillows on either side of her.

She was a fucking masterpiece; so beautiful, I could swear I somehow tricked God into letting me into heaven and she was Satan, trying to lure me back to hell.

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