Page 72 of Massimo

He attacks me before I can process what he means. His mouth, tongue,teeth, fingers, and hands are a madman's.

I've imagined someone pleasuring me this way, but to have it happen… and for it to be Massimo… it causes breaks another chain that has imprisoned me, as I give him another of my firsts.

The pleasure is out of this world.

The feel of his thick, soft hair clutched between my fingers is heavenly.

Thesoundshe's making is like a wild animal devouring his meal.

"Massimo," I moan, arching as his fingers thrust roughly into me, and he sucks my clit into his mouth. "Massimo," I cry, stiffening, on the cliff about to fall over.

He eases off, and I tumble away from the edge, whimpering in frustration.

"Give me your hand, Nova."

I immediately obey. Not because I've been conditioned to do so, but because, at this moment, I'll do whatever he asks of me.

"Touch yourself for me, princess." He places my hand on my inner thigh. "See how soaked you are; you're dripping and making such a beautiful mess on your thighs and the bed." He presses my hand to my sex, pushing my middle finger inside me and I gasp. "Feel your drenched pussy, princess."

I lift my head. He's kneeling on the floor between my spread knees with my feet propped on the bed, staring at where my finger moves in and out of me.

"Finger-fuck your tight little cunt. That's it."

I groan as my sex clenches at his filthy words.

He licks his lips, and I notice how they glisten, even the scruff on his chin looks wet. He licks his lips again. "I could feast on you forever."

I'm hot and flushed. My finger inside me feels amazing, but why have a burger when you can have Wagu beef? My hips move, seeking more.

"Please, Massimo," I keen, falling back on the bed and arching my back.

"Do you need me, princess?"

"Yes."

I sigh in relief and bliss when he pushes a finger in with mine.

"Follow my movements." Massimo pushes his finger deeper inside me, then glides it out before pushing back in. I mimic his movements and pace as we both finger-fuck me.

"That's it, sweetheart. You're doing so well. Perfect."

My walls clench at his praise. He growls, his breath hot against my sex as he leans in close but without touching me with his mouth.

"Good fucking girl." My pussy flutters, and his tongue licks my throbbing clit.

"Please, Massimo," I whimper, needing to come, but not knowing how to do it yet myself. I'm sure I could figure it out; however, I instinctively know any orgasm from Massimo will be better than anything I can give myself.

He licks up my thigh, like he's lapping up my taste, humming and growling while he repeats it on the other thigh.

"I'll always take care of you." He presses an open-mouthed kiss to my clit, and my hips jerk, lifting in offering to him. "We're going to make you come together. Feel how your tight pussy walls clench and spasm around our fingers. Imagine how it will feel stretched obscenely around my big cock very soon."

I'm already starting to clench as we thrust our fingers faster and faster.

My back arches and my head tilts back. "Massimo."

When he sucks my swollen clit into his mouth, I'm a goner.

It starts off as a small ripple, spreading wider and intensely. I clamp tight around our fingers and nearly sit up on the bed as my core seizes. For every action, there's an equal and opposite reaction—one more powerful in this case—and when the pressure bursts, it's like I'm thrown back on the bed, and my back arches almost to the point of breaking.

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