Page 82 of Phantom Mine

I wrap one arm around her ass and shove her pussy even more tightly against my mouth, reaching new depths inside her, and pinch her clit with my free hand.

Valentina abruptly stops rocking and freezes. I watch as the muscles of her lower stomach tighten. Her eyes close, a tortured expression crosses her face, and she shatters. Her pussy clamps down, gripping my tongue like a vice, and her entire body shakes as wave after wave of pleasure crashes through her.

“Ahhh! Oh, god.Matteo.”

Liquid gushes from her opening and right into my mouth as she comes screaming my name. I lap it all up, refusing to release her even as she slumps to the side and the only thing that keeps her on my face are my hands. I eat her like a starved man who’s been presented with a never-ending feast.

Only when I’ve taken my time licking up every drop from her pussy and her thighs do I let her go. I slide out from underneath her and turn around to find Valentina collapsed on the bed.

She’s splayed half-folded on her front, unmoving save for her still quivering thighs. They continue to shake uncontrollably, like buildings in the aftershock of an earthquake. Smugness doesn’t even begin to cover the prideful emotion that unfurls in my chest knowing that I did that to her.

Her legs are spread where she fell, parted just enough to reveal that gorgeous pussy of hers. I remove my boxer briefs and roll on a condom in the same move, then I’m back on the bed and on my knees between her legs.

Valentina hasn’t moved and still doesn’t when I run my cock up and down the length of her wet slit. An anticipatory shiver rolls down her spine, but she remains otherwise limbless and prone. Something about that hardens my dick even more. She may not trust me with her secrets, but she certainly trusts me with her body and that’s more than enough for now.

Draping myself over her, I reach an arm under her torso and wrap my fingers around her throat.

She groans when I squeeze it in a controlling grip and use her neck to turn her head to the side. I press my cock against her entrance and slide unhurriedly into her pussy, parting her walls one inch at a time as I draw out the exquisite stretch. My face hovers right above hers and I watch with rapt fascination as her brows knit together, her lips part, and a faint blush erupts across her cheeks.

Perfection. Absolute fucking perfection.

“My little slut,” I rasp darkly, my hold on her throat turning bruising when my hips meet her ass. “That’s all ten inches deep inside you.”

This time, the shudder that racks through her body is so violent, I also feel it in my cock where it’s buried inside her.

“I’m not,” she claims, her voice wavering just enough to heat my blood.

“You are,” I praise, the words pressed invitingly against her ear. I draw back my hips and drive into her. She jerks up the mattress and yelps, eyes flying open to meet mine. “Only a good little slut would take my cock this well,” I purr. “Onlymyslut would take this brutal fucking in my bed and enjoy it.”

I punctuate every word with thrusts of my hips, forcing her legs wider apart, forcing her to take every inch of my cock deep inside her where it belongs.

“If I’m a slut, then you’re a whore,” she gasps, hands grasping wildly at the sheets. When I knead her breast with my other hand, she clutches the soft fabric tightly in her balled fists. “Only a whore would let me come on his face, then fuck me when I’m nearly unconscious.”

A pleased smile splits my face as a matching growl rolls through my chest. “I’m happy to be your whore,cara.”

Straightening back onto my knees, I shape her waist with my hands and yank her hips back. She makes a noise of surprise as I draw her to her knees, then yelps when I close my fingers around her nape and force her face back down into the mattress, all measure ofsweetcompletely abandoned.

“This whore wants his slut face down, ass up for him,” I growl, pounding savagely inside her until her back bows and her moans turn frenzied. She fights my hold on her neck, suddenly energized and ready to battle me for dominance.

I laugh darkly, more than happy to play if she’s in the mood. My hand tightens on her waist and I claw her back to meet every single one of my thrusts. “Good girl,” I taunt her. “Throw your ass back at me just like that. So fucking needy.” My fingers dig into her hips. “You’re so fucking desperate for my cock, aren’t you?”

“For any cock,” she counters sassily.

Red mist obscures my vision. I slap her ass. Hard.

Once. Twice.

A third time.

Until she’s crying out and bucking beneath me.

Until her cheek is red even in the dark of night.

“You say any cock will do and yet you haven’t touched another dick since you met me, have you?” When she doesn’t answer, I spank her again, the red overtaking my vision entirely. “Have you?”

Valentina’s muscles clench so suddenly and forcefully around my dick that I curse and momentarily loosen my hold on her waist.

She uses my brief distraction to scramble up the bed and then off of it. Her feet hit the floor and she makes a run for it.

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