Page 11 of Good Girl Gone Bad

Chapter Four

Marco pulled her to the edge of the bed, then slid out of it himself. He wanted to play with her breasts, but it’d be easier if he didn’t crush her with his weight. So, he positioned himself in front of her, and she took the hint, cupping her tits and pressing them together in an irresistible offer.

His blood rushed hot and thick to the tip of his cock, where pre-cum bubbled as his underside veins expanded. He wouldn’t last long, but merda, he needed to last for her. Smiling, she loosened her grip on her tits, just so he could thrust his dick in between the fleshy mounds.

Oh, the sensations engulfing him… He could die now, with his cock nicely squeezed between her silky, firm tits, and he’d be absolutely okay with that. He stared at her, unwilling to jerk away his gaze. She was a showstopper. A blush covered her face, her eyes were semi-closed, yet she still managed to look at him as if she wanted to learn how to please him. He swallowed; his throat had never been this dry or thick. He moved his dick on her, heat radiating from her chest.

A groan or two escalated from the depth of his lungs. Soon, she massaged her tits on him, the jism from his tip a natural moisturizer. He clasped her hands, showing her exactly how he liked her to touch him, guiding her. He increased the pressure, the rhythm, enjoying how her blush deepened but she kept looking at him, her eyes darkening to a Christmas-tree green.

“You know what? I want to taste you, too,” she said, and before he replied, she’d palmed his rod and dipped down.

He threw his head back, his temples throbbing with excitement. She licked his length, her tongue lazily gliding on his cock. Meanwhile, she cupped his hard, heavy balls, putting just enough pressure to get him to growl.

“You’re a naughty girl, aren’t you? You like it dirty.”

“I like it dirty with you,” she said, then resumed provoking him, this time running the tip of her tongue along his rod.

Dio. She worked him to the point of no return. He was a breath away from coming, and the thought played in his mind. How delicious would it be to release himself inside her sinful mouth, while she kept her sexy eyes on his, swallowing every last drop of his seed? The image sent a spasm through him. He would fuck her mouth again and give her a good, hot load, but not this time. He touched her wrists, pulling her away from his rod, and said, “Get on your hands and knees.”

“So bossy,” she said, but did as told.

“Batman didn’t get to where he was by being nice now, did he?”

“Point taken.”

She splayed her hands and knees on the mattress.

“Lift your ass up.”

She glanced over her shoulders. “You’re out of control.”

He brushed her belly, and she quivered, her back arching. What a sight. Sighing, he watched her for a moment in complete silence, tension stretching the air between them. He didn’t want to ever forget this moment, even when she was long gone from his life. He hoped, even, that despite the unavoidable outcome at the end of their contract, he’d keep the sweet image of the gorgeous woman surrendering to him, with her delectable breasts bouncing down, her strawberry-shaped ass in the air.

Later, when the contract ended, she’d be indifferent to him, and maybe he’d feel the same way toward her. She might even foolishly try to get more out of him. Right now, he’d enjoy every second in her presence…every minute he’d bought.

“Is my ass so big you’re changing your mind?” she asked in a light tone, yet he sensed nervousness in her voice.

“Your ass, like the rest of you, is overwhelmingly perfect,” he said, nudging her thighs farther apart. “In the near future, I’ll give it all the attention it deserves.” The idea of plunging into her back entrance until he exploded teased him, but he knew he’d have to ease into that with Lily. He wanted to make it enjoyable for her, to have her rough moans filling the room.

Now, he’d focus on the wet, tight pussy he’d touched. He played with her folds just enough to confirm how much she wanted him to screw her. His gut clenched, his body throbbing for release. If he waited longer, he’d come in his hands.

He pulled her woman lips apart and plunged into her. She gasped, and for a moment her back arched, like she was getting used to having him inside her again. He took a sharp intake of breath, reveling in the exquisite sensation of her walls clinging to him without any barriers. Having sex without a condom wasn’t something he did often, but with Lily… He had to give in to the raw need to claim her completely, free from any restraints. “Fuck, baby you’re so tight. So tight and perfect. If I wasn’t a second from coming, I’d suck your pussy all over again,” he said truthfully. He’d loved her musky scent, the way her tender flesh responded to his tongue.

He leaned over her and searched for her clit.

“Oh, yes. Right there. Touch me, Marco.”

Damn, he liked it when she called his name with such urgency. Her plea encouraged him to delay his own pleasure—as much as he could—and tease her, rubbing his thumb on the nub.

“So good,” she said, breathless.

Now that she was distracted, he moved his rod inside her, earning another moan. He retreated, and when he thrust into her, he tapped her button with his finger, furthering the torment.

“This is… I feel so complete. Like you’re inside all of me.”

Her words pumped adrenaline into his bloodstream, dizzying his head for a moment. Complete. His heart skipped a beat. Damn it, that’s how he felt, too. Like nothing else mattered as long as he buried himself inside her. Snap out of it, man. He blinked and continued the naughty dance in and out of her, gradually upping his rhythm. “One day, I’ll fuck both your holes. I’ll ram my cock into your gorgeous ass while working a vibrator into your greedy pussy,” he said, needing the safety net of dirty talking.

“That sounds so good. But won’t it hurt me?”

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