Page 57 of Carmine

“Never hide from me, sweet girl,” he murmured as he pulled my arms away and gazed at my breasts in their plain cotton bra.

“I didn’t know this would happen. I’d have found something sexier,” I whispered, embarrassed.

“Molly, you are sexy,” Carmine said as his hands cupped my breasts. My breathing hitched as he kneaded them gently. He moved me back as he reclaimed my mouth, making me a shivering wreck under his ministrations. The backs of my knees hit the bed, and I began sinking down onto it with Carmine following me.

“Move backwards, Molly,” Carmine whispered, and I shuffled until we were both lying side by side.

Deftly, Carmine undid my bra and threw it. He stared intensely at my breasts as my nipples pebbled and puckered up. Carmine’s fingers explored my breasts, stomach, and ribs, leaving trails of goosebumps where they’d been. His lips soon followed suit.

I was trembling as he touched my body. My back arched as he took one breast into his mouth while his fingers gently trailed my ribs.

My breath hitched, and I cried his name. Carmine murmured against my skin as he swapped attentions to the other. He shifted until he lay in between my thighs, and we gazed at one another face to face.

His cock was perfectly nestled between my legs, and his jeans didn’t hide the fact he was big. I moved tentatively against him as he pushed against my pelvis.

“Oh,” I cried softly as my pussy spasmed.

“Jesus, you’re so sensitive,” Carmine murmured. His mouth latched onto my neck and sucked gently. A gasp left me as Carmine hit a spot, and I writhed under him. My hands slid to his waist, and I pulled his t-shirt up, exploring his warm skin. I was amazed to find muscles in his back; it wasn’t something I’d really considered.

With one hand, Carmine reached up and yanked his top off, and my fingers slid around to his front. Oh my God. There were muscles everywhere. His skin was taunt over the eight-pack he boasted, and his pecs were clearly outlined.

Timidly, I pressed my mouth to his skin and revelled in the fact that made Carmine hiss. I began to explore more, gathering courage as Carmine reacted to me. I shoved him onto his back and straddled him, my fingers roaming his chest and my lips following. Carmine’s hands gripped my hips tightly as he ground against me, and I moaned out loud.

After several minutes, Carmine undid my jeans and slid a finger inside. I stiffened, unsure what to do, and Carmine twisted me onto my back.

“Relax, baby,” he murmured as his finger slid between my wet folds and rubbed my little nub. I let out a wild cry as my pussy spasmed again, and my hips arched to meet him.

“Jesus Christ, you’re so responsive,” Carmine gritted out.

He pulled his finger out and rolled to the edge of the bed. In a deft move, he shucked the remainder of his clothes, and my eyes widened at the size of his cock. Panic hit me. That was far too big, and it would never fit. I stared as Carmine stroked himself a few times before pulling off my clothes.

My legs snapped shut, and my hands covered my private parts.

Carmine smiled and took my foot in his hand. He began kissing his way up my leg, dropping a kiss on my pussy before lying beside me again. Carmine slid his finger back in my folds, and my legs opened of their own violation.

“That’s my sweet girl,” Carmine muttered.

Unsure what to do, I let my body lead the way. Carmine slowly pushed a finger inside, and I grabbed his shoulder as he held my gaze. I clenched around him and winced a little as he put in a second.

“I’m big baby, I just want to prepare you,” Carmine murmured and, in a sudden move, was between my legs. His mouth latched onto me, and I nearly screamed. Oh my God. This was what the fuss was about.

Carmine licked and lapped me into a frenzy. My hips and body moved with him as little noises escaped me, urging Carmine to do more. He sat up, and I watched as he unrolled a condom and positioned himself between my legs.

Slowly, he began to feed himself into me, and I winced. He was so big, and I was so tight. There was a pinch of pain, and I gasped and flinched as Carmine stilled. Long moments passed before I nodded, biting my lip. With a thrust, Carmine slid all the way in and held still. As I watched, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes as he sought control.

“It’s okay, the pain’s gone,” I murmured.

With rigid control, Carmine pulled out and then pushed back in. He repeated his motions several times, letting me adjust to his length and thickness, and then he upped the pace. Our bodies meshed together as I wrapped my arms and legs around him as he began to pound into me.

A sensation built that I wasn’t familiar with. I’d made myself orgasm in the past, but it felt nothing like this. A surge of emotion and feeling swept me away as Carmine powered into me. My nipples rubbed against his chest, causing a delicious friction, and my nails dug into his back as his fingers found my nub and flicked it.

I wailed my orgasm as I threw my head back. Carmine roared and stiffened before pumping furiously inside me and stiffening again. I was drifting on a happy cloud when Carmine pulled out. He kissed me gently before climbing off the bed.

“Sweet girl, I’m just getting rid of this,” he mumbled.

I nodded an agreement and watched as his bare butt walked to the bathroom. Damn, even his ass was muscled.

Languidly, I stretched, feeling a twinge in my leg muscles, and I smiled. I was still smiling when Carmine returned.

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