Page 134 of No Saint

I kiss and I suck and lick, tasting every inch of her, punching my tongue into her before bringing it back up and swirling it around her clit. She bucks against my face, her arousal coating my chin, my lips and I take more. I swallow it down.

I slide a finger into her, the warmth of her cunt wrapping around it, “Tell me if it’s too much.”

“Gabriel,” She growls, “Fuck me.”

“Cazzo.”

I strip as quickly as I can, landing between her thighs as I take her mouth, giving her a taste of herself, gently pushing my aching cock against her tight entrance.

She widens her thighs, “please,” she begs.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” I grind out.

“You won’t,” She claws at my shoulders.

I ease myself inside of her, gritting my teeth at the feel of her cunt enveloping my cock, at how well she takes me.

I drop my head to her shoulder, trying to steady my breathing as I fill her.

She wraps her legs around me, “You feel so good, Gabriel.”

I roll my hips, “I’ve fucking missed you.”

“Me too,” she breathes heavily, lifting her hips.

“Tell me, okay?”

She nods.

I pull out and slide back in, slow, steady, her pussy stretching around me. I watch her face, at the pleasure twisting her features, lips parted, eyes closed.

“Look at me,moglie mia,” I order.

Her blue eyes snap open, finding mine, “I’m looking.”

“Open,” I order as I grab her chin, keeping her head where it is. Her lips part and she shows me her tongue.

“Good girl,” I lick across her bottom lip before I lean back and spit onto her waiting tongue.

She swallows it down, groaning, cunt fluttering around my hard cock.

“Such a fucking good girl, aren’t you,amore mia.”

“Yes.” She whimpers.

“I know you are,” I lean back, “That’s why you’re going to get on your knees for me.”

She obeys immediately, bringing herself from my cock to be able to turn. I grab her hip, lifting slightly as I position myself and yank her down, my cock sliding home. She cries out, reaching back to grab my thighs with her nails.

“Yes, fuck,” she moans.

I reach around her front, hesitating for just a minute before she snatches my hand and places it on her, her own finger guiding mine.

“Just like that,” she moans.

She lifts and moves herself against me, breasts bouncing, breaths sawing from her lungs as I roll my fingers against her clit and she rocks against me.

“I’m going to come,” she tells me.

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