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Who’s around.
What’s coming for us.
None of that exists in this little bubble. There's only her and me.
Not even the threat of mystaff walking in on us scares me.
Or that her father’s asleep a few hundred feet away from where we are now.
She holds her breath and stares up at me her bright eyes seeming to sparkle behind her full eyelashes as I climb into bed and hover over her body, my arms outstretched at her narrow shoulders, my legs straddling her.
She lifts her head of the bed, bringing her mouthclose to mine, so close I can feel the warmth of her lips.
“Take me,” she whispers so softly that I barely hear the words.
Her plea is her permission.
And God knows I want every square inch of her.
Need all of her.
But the way I see it, I don’t think she understands what she’s asking for. As wet as she is right now, her virgin pussy isn’t ready for this. Notthe way she’s thinking.
“Antonio.” She breathes out my name like a mantra, a prayer on high, tilting her chin slightly, wanting what I’ve been holding hostage for what feels like forever.
Keeping the full weight of my body above her with one arm, I cradle the back of her head with the other hand, slipping hot, needy fingers through her hair as I close the rest of the distance betweenour lips.
And when our lips touch, the intense shock of hot electricity charges back and forth between us, telling us how much this was meant to happen. I press harder against her mouth, wanting more, needing our connection like it’s air. She parts her mouth for me, inviting me in, and I deepen our contact, holding her to me with my will as much as the force of my hand buried in her hair.
She moans against my mouth, and her hips start to move under me, causing my cock to jump. I don’t stop my hips from grinding the tip of my dick between the tops of her thighs, but I won’t breach her. Not yet.
“Please,” she begs against my lips, and I pull from our mind-blowing kiss.
“Please what?” I ask in a growl.
She rolls her hips under me again, wanting more of meat her smooth, wet folds. “Please.”
"I want to hear you say it, Natalia," I order her. Slipping my hand from her hair, I run my thumb over her lips. She is so eager. So ready. I smile as she slips the tip of her tongue between her lips, circling the tip the way I imagine she would do with my cock eventually. But not now. This night is all about her pleasure. I may take her virginity, butI plan to give her so much more.
“Please,” she whispers again as I pull my thumb from her mouth.
“Beg for it,” I groan.
“Please, Antonio. Please fuck me.”
I lower my mouth to her neck and graze my lips against the tender, sensitive skin. Moving down to her breast, I catch one nipple between my teeth, my eyes locked with hers as I nip the puckered flesh. She arches herback, and her eyes close, each moan a little louder than the last as I tease her.
She wants me to give it to her.
Of course, I want to fuck her.
I want her more than anything that my cock, my balls, and I ever wanted before.
But she needs this too.
The touching.
The teasing.
The yearning.
The greedy desire for more.
And she grows wetterbetween her legs, as her bud grows more engorged, I will take a little more of her.
Inch by precious inch.
Even if it takes me all fucking night.
