Page 103 of Worship
Gretchen lowers herself and places her cheek on the floor, her hands behind her back and her ass in the air, begging me to take it.
I walk around her and come to my knees behind her, taking my finger and running it up between her cheeks, hooking the string she calls underwear, and pull, hard. The tiny fabric rips against her skin until it pops free of her body, and I toss it aside.
My hands pull her cheeks apart slightly, and I jut my hips forward to rub the length of my dick along the seam. Gretchen moans and pushes back into me. We rock together, me dry humping her ass. I reach around, running my fingers around her clit, gathering her juices. Pulling back, I spread her, wiping her excitement on her ass and positioning my cock against the puckered hole.
She’s already fucking panting and there. “Deep breath,” I warn.
“Yes,” she moans, always so willing.
“Beg me,” I growl, teasing the tip, putting pressure against the spot, and holding her in place at her hip.
Without hesitation, she breathes out, “Give me your fucking cock. I want it. Please, baby. Oh my god, Luca, push it in.”
She’s drenched and ready to come. She’d do anything I asked right now.
I push into her slowly, allowing her body to stretch., She sucks in a heavy breath, and my head drops back. I can’t move, can’t think. I push another inch, then a few more, the tightness making my head spin. Even with my eyes closed, I see stars.
My hand grips her ass and hip, but my fingers are dug into her skin. I’m holding on for dear life because I’ve already catapulted into space. Tomorrow, there will be marks. I reach for her restrained wrists and grab hold. With my other hand on her waist, I push her forward, only to pull her back by her restraint the rest of the way.
Gretchen lets out a muffled, “Fuck”, exhaling through the discomfort.
“This ass is mine.”
“All yours. Fuck it, Luca.”
The build is slow, push, pull, push, pull. Her moans are a sexual symphony, but I can barely hear through the ringing in my ears from the release I’m chasing.
Push, pull, push, pull.
Gretchen begins to suck in heavy breaths, and my haze begins to fade as I pick up the pace, present and determined. With every “yes,” I push in harder, until I’ve abandoned her restraints, putting my hand on the floor beside her. My angle allows me to pound into her ass, as I reach around rubbing her sweet spot.
“Oh my god, Luca. I’m coming.”
The minute I hear her screams, I pinch her swollen clit between my fingers. Her body goes rigid, and my name leaves her lips in a long dragged-out, guttural voice of worship.
I push harder, wrapping my arms around her spent body, and fuck her tight ass until I find my own release, filling her with my hot cum. I’m paralyzed by the intensity.
It’s not until I start to relax that I realize I’ve bitten down on her shoulder. Not too hard but enough to know that I just fucked her like an animal. Claimed her.
I look down and slowly push her away, watching my dick pull out of her as she sits up onto her heels, rolling her head to the side. My lips claim the space behind her earlobe, and I trail my fingertips down her back, untying her wrists and kissing her shoulder gently.
“Now, Angel, let me love you.”
She tilts her head back, and I take her mouth as her hands move up and over her shoulders into my hair. I kiss her gently with reverence, pouring my gratitude into the kiss.
OUR MOUTHS BREAK, ANDLUCAstands, dipping to pick me up like a bride and carrying me into the bathroom. He places me gingerly on the bathroom counter, and my arms unfold from around his neck. He leans down and kisses my forehead, making me smile, and I watch him, my heart full of love, as he turns on the shower and reaches in to test the water before turning back to me.
“Take a shower with me.”
He smirks, like a fucking magazine ad, standing with his jeans still on, a tuft of pubic hair peeking from behind the opened zipper.
“I’m down for a bath, but I wouldn’t mind watching,” I tease, adjusting on the cold counter.Watching nude Luca shower is absolutely on my wish list.
Luca winks at me and pulls his jeans down, removing them over his bare feet, and steps into the shower. I cross my long leg over the other and lean back against the mirror to watch him.
Luca turns to face me behind the expansive glass enclosure and begins to scrub his body with the most arrogantly sexual look on his face. I watch the loofah glide over his taut muscles as he cleans his lean body, and the way the water cascades over his arms makes me feel the need to rub my legs together again.
But when he grabs his dick, rubbing the lather over it, I lean forward and grip the counter.
