Fuck. She was as tight as she’d ever been.
My hands fell to the table, and her lips drew up to encompass mine. Her tongue licked herself off me, and I grinned into her lips. Her eyes were half-hooded with lustful desires, and I knew exactly how I was going to take her. I stood to my feet and gripped her legs, then pulled her all the way to the edge.
I looked down and withdrew my cock, then I pounded back into her and left both of us breathless.
Her body jiggled for me as I tossed her legs over my shoulders. I grabbed her hips and pulled her close to my body, my hips delivering their assault. My balls smacked against her ass, and I could feel her juices splattering against my skin as her legs curled around my neck. Her hands grabbed the edge of the table as she rolled into me. I could see her tits bouncing underneath her pale pink bra, and the sight of that innocent color against her skin caused my cock to pulse.
To grow.
To thicken inside of her.
“Julia. Fuck. You have no idea how beautiful you look right now.”
I picked up the pace, rocking her body as her head bounced. Her hands clung to me. Gripping onto my forearms as her fingernails left marks behind. My toes curled into the ground, and I could feel her shaking, her pussy readying itself for another explosion. I rolled my hips. I ground into her clit. I bent her in half and slid as deeply as I could into her body. I watched her jump and moan. I heard her whimper as sweat began to permeate her brow.
But the second her hands cupped my cheeks and crashed our lips together, I couldn’t contain myself.
My cock released, pulsing against her as it shot streams of cum into her body. Pump after pump, until I was resting on the backs of her thighs. My legs gave out as our tongues collided and her pussy came around my girth, milking me dry and greedy for all I had to give as our lips swelled against the other. I buried myself inside of her, feeling her walls stroke me until there was nothing left. Until my balls were empty, and my arms were shaking, and her body was trembling.
I nuzzled our noses together and allowed myself to bask in the moment. But it was gone once I felt her hands on my chest.
She pushed me off her, my cock sliding quickly from between her legs. She slid off the table and fixed her clothes, then ran her
fingers through her hair. I reached for my pants and stuffed myself back in as she looked around the house.
There was confusion behind her eyes as she headed for the front door.
“Julia,” I called out.
She spun around on her heels and gave me an eyeful of that healthy flush to her skin.
“Are you thirsty?” I asked.
I watched her roll the question around in her head before she shook it.
“No,” she said. “But I, um, Matteo. I promised him—a thing.”
“Of course,” I said as I tucked in my shirt. “Of course.”
She rushed out the front door. I looked back at the table. Fuck. Now there was a mess to clean up. I went into the kitchen and got some cleaning supplies, then wiped down the table before Antony had a chance to ream me for this.
But I wish she had stayed.
CHAPTER 5
ROMEO
“I saw Julia rushing from the house,” my mother said.
“You don’t waste any time, do you?” I asked.
“Why was she practically sprinting away?”
“She’s just getting back into town, Mother. Nothing more.”
“Do you think I was born yesterday?”
“No, I don’t think you were born yesterday,” I said.