Page 51 of Beautiful Devil

“N-nowhere. I just need to use the bathroom.” I want to scream at him to let me go, but I don’t.

He dips his head down low and for a split second, I think he’s going to kiss me. Instead, he buries his nose in the crook of my neck and takes a deep inhale, breathing me in and releasing an approving, “Mmm.

Then he shocks me all over again when he mutters, “Is something wrong, dolcezza? Your heart is beating awfully fast. I would hate for something to happen to my newwife.”

Not trusting myself to speak, I just shake my head. I need to get relief in the worst way, I’m half-tempted to hump his leg to get myself off if he doesn’t let me go soon. His tongue licks a line up my neck, causing us both to moan in unison.

I am so fucking wet, it’s starting to leak out of my thong and drip down my leg. I’m trying to hold it together, but when he bites my neck in the same spot, I lose all train of thought and before I know it, I’m tipping my head to the side to give him better access. He devours my neck, leaving a trail of kisses from the base up to my jaw. With his next bite, I whimper in need as the pressure gathering in my core is so intense, I feel like I might die.

He pulls back to look at me and through hooded eyes, I can see the desire mirroring my own. When he speaks next, it’s in a deep, husky voice that makes my body break out in goosebumps.

“Cazzo, mia moglie è calda."

I have absolutely no idea what he just said, butfuck,was it hot. I’m literally a panting mess now, and there’s no way I can hide just how turned on I am anymore.

He cages me in until my back hits the wall and he’s inches away from me. His right hand reaches out and closes around my neck, holding me lightly in place while his thumb lingers gently against my jaw and lower cheek. I gasp a little, turned on by the thought of what we must look like.

“Are you scared,gattina?”

At that, I answer honestly. “No.”

I close my eyes and hum at how incredible his grip feels.

“Do you like that?”

Not bothering to open my eyes, I nod my head yes, lost in the sensation. He must have moved in closer because I can feel the heat of his body more intensely.

“Let me show you something else you’ll like…”

His finger strokes over the soaking material of my thong, and I moan at the touch.

Finally.

His index finger plays with the lace of my panties before he moves them aside and inserts it deep in my pussy.

“Fuck,gattina…you’re soaking wet. Your greedy pussy is milking my finger. Is this what you’ve needed all along?”

I’m so close,so fucking close– and just when I’m about to tip over the edge, he stills his finger. My eyes shoot open when –

“I asked you a question,gattina. Is this what you wanted?”

I nod my head frantically and say, “Yes, yes. God, yes.”

He answers by picking up speed, setting his pace, when the orgasm hits so quickly, I throw my head back and moan his name in ecstasy, riding his finger till the end. A feeling of euphoria comes over me, and I feel so calm and sated. I peel my eyes open, blinking to clear my vision. He lifts his hand to his mouth, cleaning my orgasm off himself.

When he pops his finger’s out of his mouth, his lips are on mine so quickly, and when I feel his tongue in my mouth, I’m wet all over again from the taste of myself on him. He turns my head to deepen the kiss and devours me with so much fervor I just about come from the intensity. He breaks the kiss and rests his forehead against mine, both our chests heaving, as we try to catch our breaths.

“Sarai la morte di me, dolcezza.”

Before I can ask him what he just said, he plants a kiss on my forehead and heads to the bathroom. I’m still leaning against the wall when I hear the shower turn on.

What the hell just happened? And what does this mean?

Pushing myself off the wall, I’m just about to pass the bathroom door when I hear a noise. Stopping to listen, I crane my neck to focus. Is he…is he jerking off in there?

I look through the gap in the door and stumble when I see a very naked, very muscular Fabi. His back is to me and his left hand is splayed out on the shower wall, his head resting on his arm, giving me the perfect view from this angle. My eyes move down his body to his firm ass, and my hands itch to grab it. Raking my eyes back over him again, I watch as beads of water trail down his body and the sudden urge to lick every single one off him is alarmingly high.

A surge of wetness coincides with Fabi’s moans. I’m so fucking turned on by what I’m seeing that I palm my breast, aching for contact. Who knew watching someone jerk themself off would be so hot?

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