Page 15 of Choosing Hope
Once positioned, I stood before them, my feet hip-width apart; her eyes trailed up my torso and made my knees buckle under their immense power.
Carlo leaned forward, flicking open the button on the front of my shorts. My chest froze with the anticipation of exposing myself to her.
The opportunity to see the tight nipples that tormented me each afternoon by poking through the fabric of her bikini top, would be the icing on the cake.
“Have you imagined this before, Chess?”
Carlo’s deep voice pulled my attention back to him.
“Yes,” she admitted, her voice husky.
“Have you indeed?” He probed with a grin. “You enjoy watching us, don’t you?”
Her head bobs so slightly I almost missed it.
“Do you think about us when you’re alone at night?”
His tongue flicked out to moisten his lips.
“Do you touch yourself, Bellezza?”
Her mouth dropped open; she was panting.
“Ah,” she responded inconclusively.
“Since last summer, Spencer and I have thought of little else. We’re desperate for you.”
He edged the zipper down on my jean shorts, relieving the tightness that had formed there.
“Look!” he exclaimed.
He was talking to Chess, but I couldn’t stop my eyes from witnessing the view he’d revealed.
“See how hard he is, just at the thought of seeing your gorgeous breasts?”
The material of my shorts burst open, exposing my penis to the open air. A further flick of Carlo’s wrist had the clothing falling to the ground.
“Isn’t he perfect?” Carlo breathed, boosting my pride in a physique I’d worked hard to hone. Showing it off to a girl gave me a buzz that made every second in the gym worth my toil.
Carlo’s hand wrapped around me, helping to relieve the buildup of tension that the excess blood had created.
I groaned.
My glare fixed on Chess’s gorgeous soft curves.
“Nonna’s in bed. There’s nobody around,” he reassured her. “Undo your bra, Chess; let him look at you while I get him off.”
Carlo’s order filled the air. Nothing could have prepared me for the spark of lust that burst up my spine when she sat forward.
Her hand hovered over her bikini strap, but when she caught my hungry stare, something bold sparked in her eyes. She pulled it down herself, slow and deliberate, releasing the most beautiful breasts I’d ever seen. Far better than anything in a magazine. The weight of them dropped as the bra fell, and I thrust my cock harder into Carlo’s hand.
“Fuck!” I exclaimed.
“She’s so beautiful, isn’t she?” Carlo asked as his hand slid up and down my length. “No man has ever touched that soft virgin flesh. Have they, Chess?”
Her top teeth nibbled on her plump bottom lip as she rocked her head from side to side.
“Would you like to be the first to touch her, Spence?”
