Page 76 of The Silence Lies

She steps out of her pants, kicking them away, all the while staring at me like she’s about to win a prize.

I should feel some sense of pride in that, but I’m still harboring a mixture of emotions. Levi. The Vultures.

I shake my head, lunging forward and claiming Sera’s lips like never before. A whimper escapes her, her thighs wrapping around my waist as I pin her against the wall.

It’s a rush of movement as I free my cock and slide it into her. Usually I’d spend a little longer teasing the woman I’m about to fuck, but Sera is so fucking hot and horny that I can’t control myself.

“Yes!” she cries out, throwing her head back against the wall.

I glide back out of her soaked cunt, my forehead resting between her neck and shoulder as I thrust into her again. It’s hot and dirty, a fuck fuelled with desperation. I’m not sure why; maybe it’s the need to feel something or just be close. Maybe it’s the need to forget. If it’s the latter, it’s working, because I’m slowly forgetting why the hell I came in here in the first place.

Sera scrapes her nails down my chest. The sting of broken skin only spurs me on and I groan out as my dick hardens even more.

Her inner walls grip my cock, squeezing so tightly that I know this isn’t a marathon. It’s a fucking race and the finish line is fast approaching.

She clenches her thighs around me, causing my hips to punch faster. “Luca!” she pants.

I slam my lips onto hers in a bruising kiss, one that consumes the body and soul and swallows every delicious moan that leaves her lips. My cock is soaked, her cunt is tight. I grip her throat, leveraging her so I can fuck her harder, but Sera goes rigid.

My gaze snaps to hers.

Something similar to fear laces her eyes, her hand gripping my wrist as she tries to pull it away.

Cazzo.

Her words come back to me. “Luciano was my first… he was also my last… you know what he did.”

While I don’t know the exact details, I can hazard a guess by the way she’s clinging onto me. I relax my grip, slowing the pace of my thrusts as I lean down and kiss her lips softly. Nothing about this fuck is gentle, but I’m so absorbed in Bianchi, that I’m willing to be, just for her.

“Trust me, Dolcezza,” I whisper, kissing her neck.

Slowly, Sera nods. It’s weak at first, but when I punch my hips deeper and harder each time, she finally gives in. A gravelly moan that makes me groan out in response is all she gives me. I’ll take it. Anything to let me know she’s not afraid, that she can relax and enjoy this.

Sliding my hand between us, I circle her nub with my thumb. I know I’ve hit the spot when she bites down on my shoulder, stifling another moan. I feel her walls clench and throb around my cock, and the mixture of pain and being so deep inside Sera soon has me tumbling over the edge. My body jerks, my dick pulses, and on a low rumble, I paint her insides with my cum.

I continue kissing her, grinding into her. My name falls from her lips in a scream, her body convulsing and shuddering as she reaches her climax shortly after me. She’s the perfect image of ethereal beauty. Her face is etched in pleasure, a beautiful masterpiece of serene bliss. I could happily stay like this, seated to the hilt inside of her, fucking her raw, listening to Sera’s pants and sighs as she steadies her breath.

She rests her forehead against mine, her arms still locked around my neck.

“Holy shit, Bianchi,” I breathe out.

Sera’s own voice is choppy with broken breaths, her chest heaving against mine as she smiles back at me. “You can’t tell me that was a mistake.”

I shake my head.

She’s fucking right.

Something about this feels right; too right.

I know I’m an asshole for doing this. She’s got something going on with Levi, but I just can’t seem to find the energy to care.

Especially after that fuck.

Damn, if every time with Sera is like this, I’m never going to be able to think straight again.

Sera unwraps her legs from around my waist, slowly sliding down my body until her feet hit the floor. Before she has the chance to move away, I tip her chin up, pressing the softest kiss to her swollen lips. “Definitely not a mistake.”

Serafina

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