Page 142 of The Temptation
“Enough talking,” I say, closing the last little gap between us and placing my lips on hers.
My flattened palm follows the curve of her spine until my hand is cupping that luscious arse of hers. I groan into her mouth when she lifts her leg, draping it over my hip and being mindful of my wound.
Her pussy grinds up against my aching cock, and as much as I’m dying to sink into her heat, I can’t go there yet. I need to make sure she’s ready for me first. She’s tiny, and I’m … not.
I kiss her until she’s breathless before tearing my lips from hers, so I can begin my journey south. My mouth salivates at the thought of finally being able to worship every inch of her delectable body before burying my head between her forbidden, virginal thighs.
My mouth moves along her jawline, down her neck and over her collarbone before I reach those perfect tits. Tits that I’ve been dying to grope, suck, and bite.
I palm the one closest to me as I suck her taut nipple into my mouth. I groan against her skin at the same time she arches her back and moans.
When my hand glides over her stomach before slipping between her thighs, Lucia rolls onto her back and spreads her legs wide, welcoming my touch.
A growl permeates the back of my throat when I feel how wet she is for me. “Fuck,” I murmur as my fingers run back and forth through her slick heat.
“Put your fingers inside me,” she begs in a breathy tone that drives me wild. I love that despite her inexperience, she’s not shy about asking for what she wants.
As soon as I swirl the tips of my fingers around her clit, she bucks her hips off the bed. “Oh, God, yes!” she whimpers.
One of my fingers moves down to circle her opening, and even though she’s ripe and ready, I’m still met with some resistance when I push the tip inside her.
She’s so fucking tight; I’m worried about her taking my dick.
Just the thought of sinking into her snug pussy has precum leaking from my cock.
I bury my finger right up to the knuckle, and when I draw back and add a second digit, I can already feel her pulsing.
“Kiss me, Romeo,” she pleads as I move my hand in a circular motion, trying to stretch her as much as I can.
My mouth moves back to hers as my fingers begin to pump inside her. Slowly at first, but when she starts to meet me thrust for thrust, I ramp it up.
The pad of my thumb moves back to her clit, because I need her to come before I do. My balls are drawn up tight, and my dick is throbbing, silently begging for his turn.
Lucia’s hand moves from my shoulder to my hair, and when she begins to tug on the strands as her body shudders, I know she’s close.
I crook my fingers as much as I can, which isn’t a lot, but it’s enough to send her spiralling over the edge. “I’m … I’m … Romeoooooo!”
“Fuck me,” I groan, burying my face in the crook of her neck.
Her walls contract against my fingers like a vice, andeven after I remove my thumb from her clit, she continues to pulsate around my digits.
“I need to taste you,” I say, lifting my head and gazing down at her.
“Just give me a second,” she pants.
Her facial features have softened, her eyelids are hooded, and there’s a ghost of a smile curving her slightly parted lips. She’s never looked more beautiful than she does in this moment.
I lean in to kiss her sweet mouth because I can’t get enough of this woman.
After gently removing my fingers from her, I ease onto my back, hissing through gritted teeth as I do. The meds have dulled the searing pain in my side, leaving behind a steady, throbbing ache.
Lucia turns her head in my direction. “Are you okay?”
“Just a little sore.”
“Do you want me to sit on your face? That way, you only have to move your mouth.”
I chuckle because I swear this woman is something else. “Sure.”
