GIO (Interracial Rockstar Romance)

He damn near growled. “It is.”

I reached behind me and undid my bra’s clasp. The bra fell to the bed.

“So, you’re going to take this cock from me?” He palmed my nipples and drove me crazy.

“I have to. I can’t wait anymore.”

“Damn you.” He moved his hands to my hips. “I always want to take my time with you, and all I can think of is burying myself deep inside of you.”

“I love the sound of that.” I freed his cock and he watched in fascination, probably not thinking I had this much desire in me. But he’d incited this need, changed me from the first moment we kissed.

In no time, I spread my thighs wider and lowered onto his big cock, letting it spread me apart, feeling full of him. All I could do was close my eyes for a few seconds and exhale. Breathe the moment in.

He groaned. “Please.”

And the wildest, most primal part of me smiled. He was hungry for me like I was for him.

I moved up and down on his cock in a slow rhythm, and he squeezed the fullness of my ass, guiding my pussy over that long, thick length. In this position, and so slowly, every erogenous zone was loved in the most erotic way. My clit slipped up and down his muscular torso. My g-spot bumped against his thickness. If his hands weren’t full of my ass cheeks, then they were full of my breasts and playing with my nipples.

The bed rocked back and forth, giving us the tempo. Our breathing increased, rising in the air as we groaned together. Animalistic hunger took us both over. The few moments when I could focus, our eyes met, and raw passion blazed from his and set me further on fire. It was a wonder if I would be alive the next morning, or would I be this black crust of a woman after all the explosions he’d given me.

So, overcome with the electricity of the moment, the heat, the passion, I moaned, “I’m so close.”

And something changed between us. Nothing remained the same. Not even our fucking.

Gio grunted and took the lead. He planted his feet on the bed, flexing his hips upward sharply, meeting my body, and exerting his own rhythm. I felt like I was on a fucking rodeo. All I could do was hold on. I knew he was athletic but had no idea. I went breathless, unable to match Gio’s pace.

I fell forward and moaned, and he didn’t stop, driving that cock deeper into me.

As soon as I’d caught my breath, he rolled me onto my back, possessing my body some more. He moved with power and speed, thrusting and stroking hard into me.

I lay at his beautiful mercy, ready to give him my pussy, my body, my heart.

His gaze never left my face. He thrust harder and deeper. Each stroke forced a shriek of pleasure. I had no control of my mouth or body. While I’d thought I had complete control minutes earlier, he’d showed me that I had tried to tame a lion. Sensations flooded every cell.

Still, he went deeper. Each thrust took me by surprise. Blame it on the size of his beautiful cock, blame it on the force, but he possessed me. Claimed me. There was no doubt in my mind that I was what he longed for and that he was going to take what he craved.

I gave him what he needed, rocking into his cock, taking from him as much as giving.

“Yes! Yes!” I cried out, arching my back. My body was fireworks, explosions, a bomb detonating into physical ecstasy. Every cell burst into lust. Ecstasy poured over me. I clutched his arms and wrapped my legs around his hips.

“I’m coming,” I cried out.

“Damn you,” he whispered, his body moving differently as if I’d just broken his control. “Oh fuck, princess.”

“Oh, Gio.”

“Baby...”

His words drowned in my moans as I came. Gio joined me then, throwing his head back and slamming his cock into me.

We came hard together, both groaning loud and bucking into each other. He buried his head in my shoulder. His moans muffled against my body as he came inside of me.

Damn it. No condom again.

Another wave of pleasure rushed through me, shoving the thought out of my head.

After a good minute of trembling, we lay in each other’s arms, panting and trying to catch our breaths.

“I won’t ever get enough of you.” Gio rolled onto his back and moved his hand between our bodies, finding my hand and winding his fingers through mine. “I can’t even think around you. All I want to do is fuck you, make you sing, and then make you moan.”

“I like the sound of that.” I giggled.

An exasperated breath left him. His chest continued to rise and fall. “We also need to use a condom. I planned on slipping out right before I came, but that’s not even an option with your pussy. It’s too good. I don’t have any control.”