Page 21 of Bite Marks

“It’s fun.”

She shook her head. “You’re fun. And I want you. Now.”

His cockhead spread her lips to the sides as it pushed against her entrance.

It was a tight fit, but her desire opened her to him, accepting his formidable size with relative ease. The fact they were both wetter than the rainforest helped.

He ran the length of her inner walls, sparks cascading through her like some fireworks festival. The pleasure was a light show, their hearts on the same beat, and his strong, powerful strokes, the rhythm. Time to dance.

They sang to each other with high moans from her throat and deep, rumbling grunts from his. As fierce and hard as his thrusts were, there was a mindfulness to them. His tempo built and then leveled out, making sure she was able to handle him before going on to the next speed.

He nuzzled into her neck, nibbling and sometimes taking full mouthfuls of her. She bit back, her small, straight teeth sinking in deeper as she lost herself to his rhythm. She released his neck just so she could breathe as her lungs begged for more air.

“Oh, God. Nunzio.” Her arms and legs pulled on him. Begging for more of him. “Just like that. It’s perfect.”

His speed leveled out, and he turned, his nose rubbing her ear. “Sei perfetto.”

The heat of her core flooded her as his words crashed like thunder. Lightning slammed through her body, and she clenched around him, her muscles tightening.

He paused as the orgasm took hold of her, and she rode it.

She reached down between them to grip his girth. There was still some she hadn’t taken yet, but what had been in her was covered with her thick cream. “Go all the way. I want it.”

He nodded and pressed deeper.

Her hand moved to her mound, her fingers pulling on her lips as if to hold herself open for him, but really it was just another way to feel him enter her. Once through her fingers, again with her lips, and finally deep in her blazing core.

“Don’t hold back.”

His head moved from side to side, his nose rubbing the skin of her neck. He inhaled through his nose, his fingers gripped her with a fierce possessiveness, and he grunted through clenched teeth. “Never.”

ELEVEN

NUNZIO

Nunzio sank into Nessa slowly, inch by inch. He let her fingers guide him into her and loved the feeling of her grip around his member. He moaned into her mouth and tried to take it as smoothly as possible.

Although the desire to pound away at her and make her scream throughout the night was the edge of his thoughts, he wiped it away as he pressed himself into her again. Her cries, her body, her breasts, and how her peaked nipples teased and taunted him. They all egged him on to make each part of her body feel pleasure, and he was the only man to do it. He wrapped his hands around each buttock and helped her spread her legs a little wider.

With his tight grip, Nessa gasped. He raised his brow and lifted his head. “You okay?”

Vanessa opened her eyes and stared at him. “Yes,” she whispered. “Your body … just so amazing. I-I just want you to keep going.”

“That I can do,” Nunzio said. The pressure inside him was also building. Nunzio couldn’t deny the heat that was growing and centering itself. If she kept riding and grinding up on him like that, the first time they were together wouldn’t last as long as he wanted, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t go again and again all night.

The thought made him thrust his hips in her hard, fast, quicker, more. A noise from Vanessa’s throat started as a purr and rose the deeper Nunzio pushed into her. By the time he was completely sheathed inside of Nessa, she was shaking, quivering, and screaming with pleasure.

“Do it!” she screamed. “Go, keep going!”

Nunzio wanted to listen. He wanted to not hold back, as she had said. But now, her excitement only made Nunzio restrain himself more. She could take him all the way, and it seemed only to make her more willing and open, but he didn’t think he could unleash his beast as he truly wanted.

Nunzio raised his brow as he could no longer press himself forward. The tip of his cock had come to a stopping point inside of Nessa, and he rocked his hips forward in slow motion as Nessa’s guttural moans rode over his skin and let him soak in the good work he was doing with her body.

Nunzio’s breath caught in his throat as she quivered around every swollen bit of him. He could feel her walls contract and release and contract with every spasm. It caused him to pump faster again, he could feel the pressure building inside of him too, and soon, they were screaming and crashing into one another as Nessa’s orgasm pushed him over the edge.

He filled her as he came with her final, loud scream. The head of his cock rubbed against the softest part of her, and he thrummed his tip against it with the rhythm of her noises.

Pleasure burst through his body. He matched Nessa’s cries and enjoyed each pulse as it freed itself inside her body. When Nessa quieted and he had caught his breath a little, he leaned over and pressed his mouth to one of her nipples.

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