Page 8 of Claimed by The Italian

He sweeps me up in his strong arms and my legs wrap around his waist. He carries me over to the bed and lays me down, crawling atop of me and grinding up against my center. I gasp in delight. I’ve never been this intimate with a man before. In fact, I’ve never even been kissed before. All these new sensations are threatening to overwhelm me, but damn it feels so good.

“I want you,” he growls, breaking away from my lips to kiss my neck. He sucks on the skin gently, sending butterflies through my body. Then his tongue trails down to my breasts, kissing each one as his hands dive under my body to unclasp my bra. When he pulls my bar away, he growls again, taking in my naked chest with hungry eyes. I’m breathing hard, unable to understand why a man as gorgeous as him would ever want to touch me. He looks deep into my eyes as his mouth closes around my nipple, sucking it and making me gasp with pleasure. His hand ventures down between my legs and begins to rub me through my panties and I feel a tingling taking over my whole body. I wasn’t expecting this night to go this way. I thought I was going to be alone as usual, but awake thinking of Lorenzo and wishing he’d come to me. Now he’s here and I feel euphoric, craving more as his tongue circles around my sensitive buds, and his fingers work magic on my most intimate parts.

“You’re mine now,” he growls, reaching a hand up to clutch my face and make me look him in the eyes. “It’s you and me from now on.”

I don’t even try to protest. I don’t want to. I want to belong to him. It doesn’t matter to me that I still don’t have any clarity about who this man is. All I know is that I want him more than I’ve ever wanted anything before.

He makes his way back up my body to kiss my lips, his hand still between my legs. My mouth is urgent against his. I’m trying to convey everything he’s making me feel with just one kiss, but it’s impossible. There are fireworks going off inside me. This night is one I’ll never forget, no matter what comes next.

But what’s coming next is going to be even better. He pulls away from the kiss once again and begins to run his lips down my body. I know exactly what he’s planning to do and my stomach clenches in nerves, but excited anticipation. He moves his mouth to my hip where he clamps his teeth around the material of my panties and begins to pull them down my legs. I can feel his hot breath trailing down as his mouth moves and it sends a shiver up my spine. As my panties fall past my knees, he yanks them off and throws them aside. Now, I’m completely naked in front of him before he’s slipped even a single item of clothing off. But I guess there’s time for that later.

“I want to taste you...so...fucking...bad,” he growls. His tongue shimmies its way up my thighs and toward my pussy and I can feel the wetness growing between my legs. I’m panting hard, waiting for this incredible thing to happen next. He looks up at me and gives me a wolfish smile. Then he slides two fingers inside me for the first time.

I gasp at first. I’m expecting it to hurt, but it doesn’t at all. It just feels like pure heaven. As he begins to work up a rhythm, I finally understand why people love this so much. He kisses my thighs as he fingers me expertly until I’m shaking with desire. It feels better than anything I’ve ever experienced before. When I pleasure myself it feels good, but nothing like this. Having a man like him touching me like I’m the only woman in the world for him is so sexy that I can barely contain myself.

He brushes his thumb against my clit and I moan again, closing my eyes for a moment just to enjoy it. How did he get so damn good at this? As his fingers plunge in and out of me, I wriggle my body to get closer to him and send his fingers deeper.

“Oh, you want more?” he growls. He pushes deeper inside me and I gasp in pleasure. Still rubbing my clit at the same time and increasing his pace, even more, I feel like screaming out loud because it feels so good. I can feel him edging me higher and higher and higher…

I crash into my orgasm so unexpectedly that I let out a loud moan, unable to control myself.

“Lorenzo!” I gasp out. My whole body feels electric and tender, like any subtle touch could have me coming for him again. And I know he’s not done with me yet. Even as his fingers pull out and his hand withdraws, I feel him pushing my legs further apart with an animalistic growl. He’s about to show me yet another level of pleasure that I never knew existed and I can’t wait.

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