“You’re relaxed,” I observed, touching her sensitive asshole. “I’ll slide right in, baby.”
She whimpered.
“Green?” I breathed.
“Very, very green,” she whispered.
I rose and stripped my suit off and took the lube out of the bag and knelt behind her perfect ass. A tremor moved through her as I worked the lube over her ass and then along the length of my cock. I wiped my hands and gripped her hips, pulling her back against me. The tip of my cock slid up against her asshole and she jumped, gasping.
I stroked down her spine, my palm moving in slow, soothing circles. “You can take it, baby.”
“I know, it’s just been a long time since I’ve had it like this,” she said huskily. “And it was never good.”
“I’ll make it good for you,” I promised. “Can you relax for me?”
She nodded, but she didn’t seem certain. I slid my hand around, tracing down her lower belly and finding her clit between her thighs. Her breathing sped up as I worked that sensitive bud until she moaned aloud. I held her steady with the hand beneath my stomach and guided my cock to her with the other.
“Oh, fuck,” she breathed.
“You want to take it, baby, you’ve wanted to take it like this for so long,” I breathed. “So come on, relax and let me in. Let me have what’s fucking mine.”
She gasped as the head of my cock penetrated the tight muscle. I paused, afraid I’d hurt her, but then she released a quiet, desperate moan.
“I need all of it,” she whispered. “Fuck me, Cosimo, the pain has me so fucking wet.”
Who was I to deny her anything? I pressed my length into her with one, slow, controlled thrust. Until my groin was against her ass and her slick, tight body had taken every inch of me in a strangling grip. It was so fucking dirty and sweet all at once. Just like her.
“Pretty girl,” I murmured.
I gripped her and began fucking, taking her body in short strokes, warming her up. A little ripple of tenseness moved through her, but it ebbed and her body loosened. Her ass jiggled in my hands with every thrust. Combined with the animal whimpers coming from her lips, I was already right on the edge.
No, I had to stay in control. Taking a quick breath, I slowed and let my blood cool. Then I pressed her down on her stomach, covering her body with mine, and began thrusting into her in earnest.
She cried out with the first stroke, but it wasn’t a cry of pain. I gripped her jaw, turning her head so I could kiss her, so I could consume her mouth. She moaned, almost gagging, as I thrust my tongue into her, not slowing the pace of my hips. Fuck, she was so small I could cover her body with mine and still reach her mouth and her ass at the same time.
I dragged my mouth from hers, burying my face into her neck. “My God, you take me like such a perfect whore. You feel me inside you, so deep in your ass?”
She nodded frantically, gasping for words.
I buried my hand in her hair, pulling her head back. “You want it hard?”
“This isn’t hard?”
“No, baby, this is me taking it easy on you.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
LORENZA
I was beginning to think I’d made a mistake, but it felt too fucking good to back down now. And, he was right, I’d waited for this for so long. I’d longed for him to take control of me, to set me on fire like this. I would be damned if I backed away now.
No, in the story of his slow seduction of me over the last few years, this was the crescendo.
I needed to see what he would do. I craved the sight of him unbound.
“I don’t want it easy,” I whispered.
I knew I’d sealed my fate with those words. He growled and flipped me onto my back, lifting my knees up against my chest. His jaw clenched, his dark hair falling over his forehead. The tattooed muscles of his stomach rippled as he lined himself up with my asshole and pushed his cock back into me.