Page 43 of Surprise Pregnancy for Villain

Ezio gives me a preview when he grinds into me. I shudder from the pleasure that fills my core. He presses himself harder into my center, and my arousal soaks the fabric of his boxers. His fingers slide down my torso and caress my heat. “You’re dripping wet,” he whispers in my ear. “What have you been thinking about?”

In the midst of my delirious pleasure, I moan out, “You.”

“Mhmm.” his husky voice fills my ear as he kisses the side of my neck. “Which means you desire me.”

“Yes,” I whisper.

“Tell me how much, Nicki.”

When he says my name, a tingle runs down my spine. I want to hear more of it. I want to hear his grunts. I want to feel his thickness as he enters me. “Like I need air, Ezio.”

“Fuck.” He slips two fingers inside me.

My eyes fly shut as he gently moves inside me. Painfully slow, like he’s savoring the moment, those thick digits caressing a sensitive spot.

“Oh, God that feels good,” I gasp out, rocking myself. Ezio picks up the pace.

“Yessssss.”

He twists his fingers.

“Oh, yes.”

He curls them, touching another sensitive spot.

“Oh,hell yes!”I roll my hips, grinding hard.

“That’s it, baby,” Ezio coaxes in a sexy growl. “Yes. Fuck my fingers.”

With my head thrown back and words coming from my mouth that I don’t even understand, I ride his digits, meeting his firm strokes. He finger-fucks me like he wants me to come, every thrust touching a nerve ending inside me, making me squirm underneath him. Yet, just when I approach the edge, my body quivering from the insurmountable ecstasy, he removes his hand and smirks evilly at me.

“Not so fast, sweetheart.”

“You’re cruel,” I whisper, catching my breath.

Still smirking, he then takes off his boxers, and I see his massive length.

“You got a pretty little mouth. Perfect for my cock,” he murmurs.

I can’t help but gaze with my mouth agape.

He comes to me, running his thumb over my lips. “I’ve lost count of how many times I imagined those lips wrapped around me.” He kisses me, and I moan. “I want to fuck your mouth, sweetheart. I want to hear you gag. I want your wetness bathing my cock.”

His erotic words possess me, and I nod. Without much effort, he already has power over me. He takes my hand, leading as if I were an inexperienced dancer taking on the floor for the first time. For some reason, I like it. He’s dominating me, but I don’t feel like a doormat. In fact, I feel liberated.

“Get on your knees,” he commands, and I move to comply, my knees hitting the carpet in front of him. The tip of his cock stands inches away from my mouth when he grabs my head and slowly guides me toward it.

Years of watching porn prepared me for this moment, yet I’m nervous. I want to please him, not damage his member. Reminding myself to use more tongue and no teeth, I take his tip in my mouth.

Then gently suck.

“Fuuuuck….”

My pussy throbs at the low, passionate growl emanating from his mouth. I suck again, much harder this time, and he grips my hair, looking down at me with such lust that makes me want to touch my aching flesh. I run my tongue around the tip, then along the shaft, coming right back up before taking him in my mouth.

“Holy fucking hell,” Ezio groans as I take him deeper, going as far as I can before my gag reflex hits.

I pull back with a gasp. “It’s too big for my mouth.”

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