Page 10 of DeLuca: The Devil

GIADA

He steps back and begins undoing the buttons on his black shirt, “Don’t even think about moving. Keep those pretty thighs open for me. I’m nowhere near finished with you.”

After he removes his shirt and tosses it on one of the chairs, I nearly lose my breath. He may be the devil, but I’ve never seen anything more beautiful in my life. He’s inked from his neck, all the way down his torso, right to his fingers. I think he’s the most muscular man I’ve ever laid eyes on. Smirking at me, he says, “You’re staring, Bellissima.”

I lift my eyes to his, while I attempt to remember how to breathe, “Sorry.”

“What’s my name?”

“Domenic,” I breathe.

He nods, “Good girl. When you come for me, you will scream my name.”

Leaning over me again, he presses his face between my legs and inhales, “Questa bellissima fica sarà la mia morte.”

This beautiful pussy will be the death of me.

He grips the back of my legs with his huge hands and pushes my legs back, putting me in what can’t be an attractive position, but he doesn’t complain. Instead, he feasts on me like a starving animal. He licks and sucks at my clit while he groans like a ravenous man. I try to buck my hips, but I can’t move with the way he has me pinned to the table. I run my fingers through his short hair as he makes a meal of me. Then he swipes his tongue over my clit in the perfect motion sending shivers to my core.

“Domenic. God.”

He doesn’t pause, he doesn’t slow down. Continuing his assault with his tongue, he gazes at my face while he brings me closer to the edge. He speeds up the strokes of his tongue and I lose my mind. I’ve never felt anything like this in my life. Heat spreads through my body as he slides a finger inside me, slowly moving it in and out, as he flicks my clit with skilled precision. I should be worried about losing my virginity to his finger but right now I can’t bother to care.

“DOMENIC!”

He groans as I feel my pussy pulse around his finger.

Pulling his finger out of me, he lifts his head and sucks his finger clean, “Deliziosa.”

Delicious.

“You taste as sweet as fucking candy.”

Lifting me from the table he sets me on my feet, “Get on your knees, Giada.”

My heart races from fear or excitement, I’m not sure which, “You won’t tell Enzo?”

“Do not mention that asshole’s name when I’m getting ready to put my cock in your throat.” He drags his hand down his face, “No, I won’t tell him.”

Pointing to the floor, he says, “Knees. Now,” as he undoes his belt with one hand. I drop to the carpet, he unzips his pants and pulls them down with his boxers, “Have you done this before?”

I shake my head, “No. I’ve never done anything.”

Glancing between his legs, I swallow hard when I see how big he is. It’s hard, huge, and I’m not sure what to do with it.

“Take it.”

I grab him tentatively and run my tongue from the base to the tip, causing him to moan, so I guess I’m doing something right. I swirl my tongue around the head, tasting his pre-cum before taking him into my mouth. I slide my mouth down his cock, moaning as I go, enjoying his taste. I glance at his face while I take him. Somehow, he looks even more beautiful like this, giving in to his pleasure.

“That’s right, beautiful, just like that. You take my cock so well.”

He runs his hands into my hair, “I’m going to show you how I like it. Place your hands behind your back and breathe through your nose.”

Holding my head still, he thrusts into my mouth, hard and fast. Tears roll down my face as I struggle to breathe, trying to concentrate on breathing through my nose.

“Bellissima. Do you feel me hitting the back of your throat? I’m going to come, and you’ll be a good girl and drink all of it. If you don’t, you’ll lick up every spilled drop.”

Maybe I should be upset with how he’s treating me but for some reason I like it. The fact that he’s using me like this, for his pleasure turns me on. His abs tense as he grips my head tighter and groans, filling my mouth with his seed. I swallow him down afraid I’ll be forced to lick it from the carpet. A man like Domenic De Luca, cannot be told no. If he says to lick the floor, you do.

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