She instinctively stiffened. “Angelo, no—-”
But he paid her no heed, and he started to pull her folds wide open.
“Aaaah!” She couldn’t remember ever feeling like this, stretched so widely—-
Angelo thrust his tongue back inside her, deeper than it had ever been.
“Ah!”
The dam inside her broke, her orgasm rippling out of her, and she screamed. She couldn’t stop screaming as she came, and now she couldn’t get enough of Angelo’s tongue, her fingers holding his head as she pushed her pussy to his mouth. He swallowed every bit of her come, and his tongue kept moving inside her even as she could no longer bear the pleasure and she begged him to stop.
When he finally released her, she swayed, and if not for his quick reflexes, she would have toppled to the floor. She felt him carry her, and she let him, her eyes only drifting open when she felt him lowering himself.
They were on the couch, she realized dimly, and her eyes closed again when she felt Angelo lay her down.
He returned to her moments later, arranging her on his lap. Her knees fell on the couch and she found herself straddling him, his rigid, hot cock between her wet folds.
Ooooooh.
He started rubbing her mound against his cock, the movement tantalizingly slow.
A moan escaped her.
Her first orgasm had left her feeling languidly weak and tired, but even so, the continuous friction between his cock and her mound couldn’t stop her body from reacting.
“Ready for the second round, tesoro?” His whispered words were her only warning just before Angelo moved her body up, placing her breasts right in front of his face. He sucked on one nipple just as he rubbed her body harder against his cock.
Her eyes flew open.
Angelo’s gaze captured hers, and without taking his eyes off her, he sucked harder on her nipple even as his hands clasped her hips and ground his cock on her mound.
Feeling Angelo’s eyes on her while he played with her body was too much, and again she could feel it, the pleasure threatening to spiral out of her.
“Angelo, no—-”
But he only moved his mouth to her other nipple, sucking like his life depended on it, while his cock didn’t stop rubbing against her, its head constantly brushing against her swollen clitoris.
“Oh my God, Angelo—-”
One hand left her hip, reaching between their bodies to take hold of her engorged nub.
She shuddered.
He released her mouth, but her gaze remained imprisoned by his eyes. He said in a voice made guttural by lust, “Come now, my Lane.” He pinched her clit just before his mouth took hers in a deep, hard kiss.
She screamed against his mouth just as her body obeyed his command, pleasure exploding from her depths. Her eyes rolled back at the unexpected strength of her second orgasm, and she could only clutch at his shoulders while her body shuddered at every jolt of release.
His mouth eased off her, and she stared at him dazedly, wondering if she could survive his third round.
Her beautiful fallen angel smiled at her, and his voice was a dark melody as he crooned, “Feeling tired?”
She nodded.
“But we’ve only started.”
What?
“And even if you beg me to, I won’t stop.”
Oh my gosh—-
And that was when she felt it, his hands once again taking hold of her thighs, and then he was slowly pulling her down—-
Oh my gosh, did he plan to take her now?
Her eyes flew to him in horror. “Angelo, no, it’s too soon—-”
But his hands didn’t stop applying pressure to her lower body, and a weak cry of protest escaped Lane as she felt the head of his cock at the entrance of her pussy.
“No,” she moaned.
“You have no choice.”
The words had her shuddering, not out of fear, but white-hot desire.
“I’m going to fuck your virginal little pussy.” The entire head of his cock pushed inside her, and she threw her head back with a scream.
“I’m going all the way in—-”
And he was doing it as he said it—-
“And I’m not going to stop even if it hurts—-”
And it did hurt, oh it did hurt—-
“Because we both know this is what you want—-”
Oh my God, it hurt so much, and his cock was just halfway in—-
“And what you want, I’ll give you—-”
Oh God, she felt like his cock was ripping her apart—-
His gaze captured hers. “I’m going to make you bleed.”
Noooooooo!
She screamed and tried to get away from him, but it was too late, he was impaling her, his cock destroying the thin barrier of her hymen, and then he was there.
Making her bleed.
And it was everything she feared and wanted.
He started to move, not even letting her catch her breath.
“Stop.” She tried to get off his cock, but it only made him thrust deeper into her, and she moaned.
“S-stop, d-damn you.”
But still, he fucked her, relentlessly, punishingly, and oh God, it hurt so much.