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“Yes. Don’t stop.”
He chuckles, obviously enjoying the strangled way my words come out. When he pushes his tongue inside me, my hips lift off the bed. Gio splays a hand across my abdomen to hold me down. He withdraws his tongue, replacing it with two fingers, shoving them deep. It feels so good I can barely stand it. Before I realize what I’m doing, I reach down and tangle my fingers in his hair. Gio stops and peers up at me.
“Do I need to tie you up, kitten?”
A gasp escapes me as my pussy clenches. I picture myself bound to the bed, writhing in ecstasy as Gio subjects my body to sensual torture. He tied my wrists when he spanked me. I can’t say I hated it, but this doesn’t feel like the moment to experiment with light bondage, so I shake my head.
Fortunately, he isn’t disappointed by my refusal. He dips his head and lavishes attention on my pussy once more. My struggle not to move intensifies the sensations created by each stroke of Gio’s tongue.
“Gio, I’m…” I can’t finish the thought. Gio plunges his fingers into my tight channel once more and unerringly finds my g-spot. I’m swept away by an orgasm so strong it makes me lightheaded. Spots float in front of my eyes and a whooshing fills my ears. A scream of pleasure rips from my throat. Fuck, that was insane.
Gio doesn’t give me time to regain my senses. He kisses his way up my quivering body, stopping only to wrap his lips aroundone nipple and then the other, teasing them into tight peaks. He positions himself between my legs and drives his rock-hard cock inside me. Another powerful wave of ecstasy washes over me and I cry out as the climax that was ebbing away comes rushing back.
“Who are you?” Gio demands as he stills inside me, his dark gaze pinning me down.
“Eilidh Cameron.” I know that’s not the answer he wanted.
He seizes a fistful of my hair and wrenches my head back, exposing my throat to him.
“Who?”
“Eilidh Volante.”
“My wife, Eilidh Volante,” he corrects. “And who am I?”
“Gio Volante.” I squeal as he nips my throat with his teeth. “My husband.”
“Damn right I am.”
He lets go of my hair and removes my hands from the headboard, lacing his fingers through mine. Holding my hands above my head, he rocks his hips to fuck me with brutal intensity. I wrap my legs around his waist and lift my hips to meet his increasingly powerful thrusts. He takes my mouth in a passionate kiss, his tongue dominating mine until I’m left panting for breath.
Pulling out of me suddenly, Gio flips me over onto my front. He presses his chest to my back as he whispers in my ear.
“Your mouth is mine. Your pussy is mine. Now I want your ass.”
If I had any sense I’d probably say no, that we need to work up to something like that, but the rational part of my brain left the building the moment his tongue first touched my clit. Now all I care about is feeling what this man can do to me. I nod my assent, trusting that Gio knows what he’s doing.
He climbs off the bed and opens the drawer in the nightstand, taking out a large tube of what I assume is lubricant. He must have asked for it to be put there or left it in the drawer himself. Either way, it’s clear he planned for this moment. Should I be mad about that? No. I take it as a flattering sign that my husband wants to claim every part of me.
Gio grabs my ankles and pulls me to the edge of the bed. He lifts me up by the waist to position me on my hands and knees. He puts a hand between my shoulder blades and pushes me down, so my head is resting on the mattress, and my ass is raised high.
I look over my shoulder as Gio smears some of the cool lubricant gel over my ass and then coats his cock in it. As he positions himself behind me, I dig my nails into the bedcovers, bracing myself for an experience I’m not sure I’ll like. Feeling the head of his cock pressing against my tight hole, I take a deep breath and slowly let it out again.
Gio slides in an inch or so with little difficulty before meeting some resistance.
“Relax, kitten.” He massages the small of my back.
The tension in my body eases enough for him to push all the way in. My lips form a tight O as I pant furiously, trying to adjust to the sensation.
“You have no idea how much it turns me on to see your ass swallowing my cock.”
A smile touches my lips. “Show me.”
Gio groans. He holds onto my waist as he eases his cock almost all the way out of me before pressing back in. I grip the bedcovers tighter. Gio draws his shaft back and forth a couple of times until he’s sure I can take it. Then he fucks me in earnest.
His savage thrusts knock the breath from my lungs. My ass burns, but in the best possible way. The feeling of being stretched like this is alien to me. My head tells me it’s wrong, dirty, but my body welcomes the incredible new sensations. Once I’ve gotten used to being fucked like this, I start to push my hips back to meet Gio as he drives forward.
The room fills with my moans and his, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. It’s incredibly erotic. My clitoris throbs and my entire body thrums with a desperate need.
