Page 85 of Masked Hearts

Antonio

She’ssure.She’ssureof me. She’s sure she wants me to do this with her.

It’s the words I’ve been craving to hear, and now that she’s said it, it feels even more consuming than I could’ve ever imagined.

“Then let’s go upstairs,” I whisper as I allow my eyes to scan her face, taking in every detail.

Her eyes are wide with desire. Her cheeks are flushed beyond the makeup she’s wearing. Her lips are slightly swollen from our heated kiss and from being wrapped around my cock. That thought has me ready for round two at an instant. Her hair is slowly slipping out of the messy bun she put it in for the dinner.

“I don’t want to waste any time,” she says as she grabs my collar, pulling me in and connecting our lips.

I feel like putty in her hand, simply ready to be used by her. Whatever she could want right now, I’d give to her.

“Someone’s eager,” I say into the kiss, a smile stretching onto my lips.

“Can you blame me? Especially with your dick pressing against me,” she responds, and I honestly love how the dirty words fall from her lips.

“As much as I would love to just slide into your sweet cunt, I have to make sure you’re ready for me,” I say next to her ear before planting kisses all along her neck.

I undo the zipper along the back of her dress, and it falls to the floor, revealing an irresistible matching pair of yellow underwear. My favourite colour.

I step out of my trousers and shoes as well, discarding them to the side. She reaches down to untie her shoes, but I stop her before she can. “Leave them on.”

Grabbing the back of her thighs, I lift her onto the counter again. “Lie back,” I say, and she blinks at me before slowly lying down on our kitchen counter. I changed my mind—I need herhere. Now.I throw her legs over my shoulders and dive straight into the meal I’ve been dreaming of the entire night.

As I place kisses on top of her panties, I watch as she squirms under my touch. I dig my fingers into her thighs to hold her in place, allowing my attention to wander as I savour this moment right now. My kisses move to her inner thighs where I bite and suck at the sensitive skin.

My eyes flash up to watch her how her body reacts to every move I make, to ensure that she’s loving every second of it.

Her hands run up her body as her chest rises and falls, as if she’s searching for more. When her hands run back down and towards my head, I know she’s going to start begging for more.

On cue, a moan leaves her lips. It’s a sweet melody to my ears, and I ramp up my moves.

Slowly, I trail my fingers up her thighs and I wrap them around the waistband of her panties, dragging them down, exposing her gorgeous pussy.

“God, you are a dream,” I speak into her core as I discard the stray piece of lace.

Her fingers dig into my hair, her grip pulling me closer to where she needs me. As much as I’d love to tease her, my cock is already hard and begging me to do something to bring him relief, so I let her believe she’s in control.

“Antonio, please,” she moans out, and I smirk as I lick one long stripe along her folds.

“Anything for you,tesoro,” I hum before sucking on her clit, drawing a broken scream out of her.

Her back arches as I thrust a finger into her and feel her tightness swallow me in. She’s so wet already, so wet all forme.

That thought drives me to the edge of insanity, and I pick up the pace, creating a rhythm with fingers and my tongue until I can hear Theá’s moans turn to screams.

Her fingers are now grabbing at my hair as she arches and moves like she’s being possessed by pleasure. “F-fu-fuck, Antonio!” she screams out as she comes all over my fingers, and I can’t help but smile.

“My pretty girl sounds so mesmerizing when she screams my name,” I mumble out. It’s not for her to hear, but rather a thought I can’t help but share out loud.

Her breathing comes out ragged, and I slowly remove my fingers, allowing her to relax slightly before I continue.

She sits up slowly, eyes dazed as she scans my face. “I think I’m ready.”

“Do you now?” I chuckle and raise a brow.

“Yes.” She hops off the counter. She’s at my eye level, and for the first time,Ifeel intimidated. She’s standing in front of me, her gorgeous, deep brown skin glowing from the layer of sweat that has settled over it. Her eyes hold mine like only she can, and I wonder how the hell I’m standing right now, because all I want to do is melt into a puddle onto the ground.

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