Page 72 of Attraction (Mobsters + Billionaires 3)
I make sure he’s looking into my eyes as I bite my lower lip and nod. “It’s like I said. I want to taste youeverywhere. And I want to fuck you with my tongue.”
His eyes about bug out of his head. “You would really want to do that to me?”
“If you’ll let me. I have many other ways to please you if the answer is no.”
He shivers. “I think that might be okay.”
“Call out or tap my shoulder if you want me to stop.”
“Alright.”
“Can you hand me a pillow?”
He nods and hands over one of the thick sham-covered pillows. Coming up to my knees, I loom over his body. His mouth opens slightly as he pants, his eyes devouring every part of me.
Grabbing his hips, I flip him over to his belly. He shouts in protest, then settles into a squeal when I grab the pillow and sneak it under his hips, adjusting his cock so it’s trapped between it and his belly.
The thick cushion puts his ass at the perfect height. I sigh and lean in, sucking at the line where his tiny, round ass meets his long, slender thighs. He jumps, then settles in, thrusting against the pillow with a moan. I lick his seam, then spread his cheeks and swallow so as not to drool all over him. Fuck, his hole is perfect.
Taking a deep breath, I slowly drag the wet flat of my tongue from his balls to the top of his crack. Ford’s groan comes from deep within his belly. The taste and the vibration of his pleasured noises drive me out of my mind.
I pull away, nipping again at the precious little shelf of his ass before running greedy hands over his warm, willing body.
“Yes, baby. If this feels good, give into it.”
His back rises and falls with heavy breaths, and he peeks back at me, pure pleasure in his expression. He merely nods, then buries his face back into his arms once more.
Fuck.
Trying not to scare him with the animal growl sitting at the bottom of my throat, I kiss and suck a perimeter around his ass, then pull his cheeks apart again and stare at his tight pink hole.
Fuck, that’smine.
I imagine it stretching around my hard cock, and the trapped growl finds its way out. I attack the innocent pink bud with my tongue, swirling, licking.
“Oh my God,oh my God,” he whimpers, pounding the mattress with his fist.
I swirl and lick the tightly furled muscle until he softens for me. My cock jerks, wanting to bury itself inside of him. But today is not the day. Instead, I stiffen the tip of my tongue, swirling the hole again before pushing inside just a little.
His squeals give me life, and I push in more aggressively, loving his taste on my tongue. He presses back against me, fucking himself on my tongue, and I grunt in appreciation.
“Luca…” he whines, and I flip him over violently. I pause to check his face, and all I see is impatience and need. I’m also impatient as I flatten against him, humping and sliding my hard cock against his, fucking loving the feel of him against me.
“Kiss me, kiss me,” he begs, and I quickly obey his command.
He grips my arms, bruising me as I deepen the kiss, still rolling my hips, frotting him almost to the peak.
I come up for air and…ah, Jesus. He’s a wreck—his lips are red and roughened by my kisses even as they hook into a lazy half-smile. I go after his fine jaw and tender neck.
The goosebumps spreading out across his torso lead me back to his nipples. I suck and lick the path back to his dripping, red-tipped cock. Cupping his hips, I take him down to the root, sucking hard.
He shouts my name and pulses, thrusting as he floods my mouth with his cum. I swallow it quickly, then nurse his cock until he’s tapping the mattress and angling away from me.
I slide up beside him and take him into my arms. He buries his head in my chest, whisperingLuca, Luca, Lucaunder his breath.
He adjusts a little and starts sucking on my nipple. I cup the back of his head.“Che delizioso,”I murmur.
My cock has been hard this whole time, but it’s his barely-there suckling that makes it weep.
