She puts a forkful of lasagna in her mouth, chewing slowly and I get distracted. She watches me watch her eat. Forking another piece of lasagna, she carries it slowly to her mouth, flicks out her tongue and licks at the bechamel. My jeans begin to feelverytight.
“Stop it.” I whisper half-heartedly.
“Do you want a piece?” she reaches down to it, all the while keeping eye contact with me and forking another piece. Slowly, she lifts it and puts it in her mouth before leaning closer to me. Her hand goes around my neck, and she pulls me in, smashing our mouths together.
It’s a burst of flavor. Bolognaise, bechamel, parmesan cheese, tomato sauce…
plus a musk that’s all her. I take it all in, swallow it down as she nips at my lips like a hungry kitten.
“You wanna feed?” I ask in a husky voice thanks to her shenanigans.
Without further ado, she drops to her knees and begins to undo my belt. My erection is a tent in my jeans. Like a lion in the colosseum, it’s eager to be let out. It’s ready for some savagery.
Giada makes quick work of my zip and without pulling down my jeans and boxers, she simply scoops my dick out and begins to lick it hungrily. I throw my head back, mouth open on a groan as she finally mouths my dick, putting as much of it down her throat as she can.
She chokes, coughs, but keeps going like the champion she is. Licking and sucking me like an ice-cream, her hand massaging the rest of it, eagerly. I don’t hold back on the moaning and groaning. What she’s doing to me is just too good and I can see she’s enjoying my reaction.
We both feed the beast of desire. I put my hand gently on her head, smoothing back her hair before gripping it tight. “Safe word?” I ask.
She shakes her head in a frantic no. That’s all the encouragement I need before I’m pulling her hair, forcing her face into my groin, my dick deeper down her throat. I move her head back and forth, faster and faster and she moans, her mouth open, letting me do whatever I want to her.
“Safe word?” I ask again.
She shakes her head, her eyes pouring with tears, her mouth open and drooling as I use her like a toy. It’s heady to have this kind of power. Terrifying too. I want to ask if she’s sure, but she knows how to make me stop.
Instead, she’s egging me on.
I am in love with this girl.
I know that now for sure. The thought had come to me now and then, during our trysts but I’d dismissed it as wishful thinking.
So, this is how it feels to have your actualdreams come true.
If I didn’t think about the poison waiting in the apple, I could tell myself that everything was going to be great.
CHAPTERTEN
Ilick Romano’s come from around my mouth while he watches me with eyes dark with desire. I put on a show for him, while simultaneously marveling at my own chutzpah.
I didn’t know I had it in me.
Where did this sex kitten come from? Honestly, I don’t care. I like her. My throat is sore from having his dick continuously jammed into it and I will probably have muscle aches in places I never imagined tomorrow but still, it’s perfect. Everything is great.
Well… except for the looming showdown between our families.
“Hey, have you thought about what message you’re gonna send my father?”
He sighs, obviously as reluctant to get back to reality as I am. “I think I’ll send an emissary. That’s more dramatic, don’t you think?”
I cock an eyebrow at him. “And who is this brave soul that will agree to act as go-between?”
He grins at me, “Why the person who caused the problem of course. I’m gonna send Rose.”
I stare at him in shock. “Your erstwhile fiancée?”
“Who actually uses erstwhile in a sentence?”
“I do. Now answer the question.”