Page 50 of Power Pucking Play

He pulls back, and then, without warning, sinks to his knees before me.

My breath hitches as he lifts the hem of my black dress, the fabric brushing my thighs in a tease.

“I must say,” he begins, his voice low and undoubtedly rough, “the view is much better down here.”

I can feel my cheeks heat up as he slowly removes my underwear, his fingers grazing my skin with an exquisite slowness.

“These little things really have to go,” he quips, that devilish smile never leaving his lips, “they're just in the way of all this…potential.”

My heart races, a mix of embarrassment and thrill washing over me as I blush from head to toe at his boldness.

My body hums with anticipation as Gio gently guides me to the edge of the bed, his touch igniting every nerve.

I sit on the cool sheets and he kneels before me, his gaze fierce and filled with a longing that makes my knees weak. And then his lips are on my thighs, kissing a path that makes me gasp.

“Seems like this is the only view worthy of my brilliant commentary,” he teases, his breath warm against my skin.

The way he looks up at me, that satisfied smile playing on his lips, sets my heart thumping.

“And just like a fine wine, I plan to take my time savoring every drop.”

I whimper, starting to writhe on the silky sheet as his mouth continues its delicious torment, brushing light kisses along the length of my pussy that stir a deep ache within me.

I can barely keep my composure as Gio’s tongue flicks teasingly against me, each movement tender and rough all at once.

“You have no idea how sexy you are,” he murmurs, his voice thick with desire, as he looks up at me with those entrancinggreen eyes. “Every part of you drives me wild, Lexi. I could stay here forever and still want more.”

The way he savors me, his lips wrapping around me with a feverish hunger, only sets gasoline to the blaze building inside me. I'm wet. Soaking.

My fingers weave through his hair as I pull him closer, wanting desperately to drown in the pleasure he offers.

Gio’s words, raw and filthy, send a rush of heat through me.

“You’re exquisite, truly. Just tasting you like this makes me so fucking hard.”

I moan, my head falling back against the sheets, overwhelmed by how entirely he consumes me.

My body trembles with anticipation as Gio's skilled mouth works its magic, sending surges of unadulterated ecstasy coursing through me.

Each flick and stroke of his tongue builds the tension higher, pushing me closer to the edge.

I grip the sheets, my breath coming in ragged gasps as he licks the sides of my clit, sucking gently.

Just when I think I can't take any more, his tongue pokes at my entrance, teasing there, and a rush of pleasure shoots through me like fucking lightning.

Unable to help myself, I scream. Literally scream.

The world around me explodes into a million shards as I ride the crest of my climax.

In that instant, as the waves of pleasure crash over me, Gio pauses only for a heartbeat before his hands find the hem of my dress.

With a swift pull, he lifts it over my head, leaving me completely bare and exposed beneath his intense gaze. The air feels cooler against my heated skin, and I shiver in anticipation, craving his touch even more now that nothing separates us.

I watch as Gio's eyes darken with raw desire the moment he takes in my naked body. “Fuck,” he curses, his voice thick with lust, and I can feel the heat radiating off him like an inferno. He steps back slightly, just enough to give himself room as he works on the buttons of his collared shirt, each one slipping free with agonizing slowness.

I can see the muscles in his arms tense, the tension in the air crackling like a current.

He rips off his belt with a swift motion, the metallic clank echoing in the room, and my breath hitches as he quickly peels off his slacks, the fabric sliding down his legs, pooling at his feet.

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