Page 22 of Bite Marks

Vanessa ran a hand through his hair and arched her back, pushing more of her breast into his mouth. He squeezed it with more pressure, which elicited another soft moan from her. She traced Nunzio’s chest with one finger, hitting every ridge and bump it came across.

Her touch was a feather to his skin.

Her touch released sparks of energy within him. Ones that elicited thrills up and down his body from where the line of heat lingered down through his toes.

Although he had not pulled completely away, and Nessa still had her legs wrapped around him, he quickly grew erect again.

It was part the wolf in him and part the man in him. When both powers connected, he recovered fast, which meant more than mending broken bones. Nunzio pulled away from Nessa’s breast and traced a line with his tongue to the other. He could feel how swollen and wet she was, and he wasn’t sure if she would want another go at it.

He flicked the edge of her nipple with the tip of his tongue.

His tongue rolled over the light brown skin, and each tiny bump on her flesh stood at attention. He propped himself up with one elbow while his other hand cupped her other breast. He flicked and ran his finger around her areola to feel how quickly and steeply her nipples erected for him.

Nessa groaned underneath him.

She fluttered her eyelashes open and placed a hand on his chest. Nunzio paused and looked at her. “Sit up,” she said, her green eyes sparkling like emeralds glinting in the clarity of light.

Nunzio listened. He pulled away from her. Nessa shuttered and shook as each part of him lifted out of her. She closed her eyes, and Nunzio was determined to make this last as long as he could.

When he was all the way out, he looked at her, his gray eyes flashing at her. He could see the lust still buzzing through her body. He could smell her desire, but he could also see that she wanted to take the lead.

Nunzio was okay with that.

Nessa stood and placed her hands on her hips. Her olive skin was shadowed by the lights in the room. Her nipples were tight and pointed from the cool air in her apartment and still lingered from Nunzio’s mouth and hands.

Nunzio smiled at her. A slow, hungry smile that told her that he was just getting started.

“I want you on the couch,” Vanessa said.

Nunzio slid onto the couch and took Vanessa in as she placed herself over him. Nunzio situated his hands on her hips. They were so large against her waist that they almost overlapped each other.

Nessa positioned herself over his hips and leaned forward.

“Are you ready for me?” she said, placing her lips on his lobe.

He shuddered under her breath. She laughed and nipped his ear with her teeth. It only got Nunzio more excited. He let out a few more sounds of pleasure, and then she took the whole bottom lobe in her mouth and sucked on it. His breaths quickened, and she released her lips from his ear and kissed down his neck, following the line of his throat.

As Nessa’s lips moved downward, her hand grabbed Nunzio’s dick. He gasped louder. He felt the pressure and tightness of her fist around his cock, and he leaned his head back as she found new ways to entertain his body. Her nipples dragged down his chest, and she pulled her lips around his torso as she tested the waters of where his skin was most sensitive.

He felt every part of her. Nessa’s breath on his skin was like fire. Her touch was the match. He wanted to flip her over on the couch and bang out more screams from her, but he kept himself in check. She wanted to do this to him.

Vanessa Ciampa had her delicate fingers wrapped around his dick. She was squeezing and tightening her hand to his breathing. It was something he never really thought would happen, but it was.

And it was amazing.

He laughed loudly. “I’ll always be ready for you.”

“Good.” Nessa smiled and threw her leg over his hips.

As she lowered down onto his cock, he did his best not to tear the couch apart. He was pretty sure through their moans, grunts, and sounds of pleasure that there may have been a few ripping sounds as well, but as Vanessa raised and lowered herself up and down Nunzio’s stiff shaft, her warm wet body pushed everything else in the world away.

Nunzio ran his hands up her back and over her shoulders. He pulled her forward, so she pressed against him as she rode him. He thrust his hips into her just as she came down fully on him, sending her screaming back into the air.

His head was growing fuzzy from the high of watching this beautiful goddess on top of him. He never believed … He never dreamed that sex could be so good.

Vanessa’s breasts bounced with the rest of her motion. Her head was thrown back in passion. Her hair was down and wild. Nunzio let a growl rip out of his mouth. The noise only seemed to excite Vanessa more.

She went faster, harder, stronger against him. He grunted and held her tighter as the warm wetness ran out of her and made her strokes even deeper.

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