Page 79 of Boardwalk Kings

Her head dropped to my shoulder as she rocked her hips, letting me put the tip inside her. Fisting a lock of her hair, I pressed my lips to her neck. Just enough to taste her. I wanted to lick every inch of her body.

“Nico, what are you doing to me?”

“Claiming what’s mine.”

She moaned, grinding on my dick.

“You’re fucking beautiful.” I stroked her cheek with my fingers. “Bellisima.”

Whenever I spoke to her in Italian, her face lit up. We learned how to speak Italian in my family when we learned how to walk.

“Wanna take this upstairs?”

She nodded.

Once inside my bedroom, I kissed her until we crashed onto the mattress. Without breaking the kiss, I reached into the nightstand, ripped open a condom, and rolled it down my length. Positioned above her, I rubbed my dick up and down her pretty wet slit, and a soft purr escaped her mouth.

Her eyes widened as she took in my size. Most women had the same look of excitement and dread on their faces. Only the real whores licked their lips, not the least bit scared.

My fingers grazed her soft cheek. “Has a man ever fucked you?”

She breathed hard through her nose as I pushed the tip inside her. “I’m not a virgin.”

“That’s not what I asked.”

Ava bit her lip. “I don’t know what you mean by fucking.”

Her good girl act was so fucking cute.

Too bad I was going to break her.

I took a few more inches, and she hissed. “If you have to ask, the answer is no.”

“Nico,” she panted. “Go slow.”

“I am.”

“Slower.” She could hardly catch her breath. “You’re so big. I don’t think you’re going to fit.”

Smirking, I squeezed her breast. “I’ll make it fit.” Then, with my elbows on each side of her head, I leaned forward to kiss her pretty pink lips. “Relax. Stop thinking and kiss me.”

Ava wasn’t some whore from one of our clubs. I was taking it easy on her for the first time. But after this, fuck no. Her pussy was mine to destroy.

She arched her hips as she kissed me, gliding her nails down my back.

“Go ahead, baby. Mark me.”

She dug her nails into my skin with each inch of my cock, and a groan of pleasure, maybe pain, forced her eyes closed.

“Open your eyes.” I pressed kisses on her jaw. “Let me see you. It’s time to spread your wings, little sparrow.”

She complied with my command, staring into my eyes with her lips pressed together.

“Feel good?”

She nodded.

As her body relaxed, working in a rhythmic motion, I lifted her leg over my shoulder, sliding deeper.

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