Twisted Fate (Dark Heart 2)

“You like that? Do you still like it when I touch you?”

“This…isn’t hugging.”

I think she laughs as she climbs atop me, straddling my hips, pressing her palms against my lower abs. Her hair falls around her face as she looks at my aching, stiff dick.

“Someone’s really wanting my attention.” She runs the back of her hand down my shaft and cups my balls, rubbing them just right, so that I’m panting. Jesus…I’m about to come. Then she leans up toward me, shifting her hips so they’re lined up with mine. She puts her knee between my thighs, reaches down to grab me by the dick, and starts to rub herself against my head.

“Fuck.” I’m not prepared for how that will feel. It’s so much sensation, I can’t even see her for a second—it’s like blacking out, except it’s starbursts I see behind my eyelids. Then I’m sucking air in, and all my energy is concentrating in my cock and balls. I grab her hips and try to wrap my arm around the back of her ass, so I can push her down against me. Fuck, I need to feel how hot and wet she is.

“No, remember? I’m hugging you.” Her eyes are wickedly teasing, her face flushed as she rubs me against her slick heat.

“Fuck…Elise.”

She lets my dick go and sprawls out atop me, stretching so her lips can brush my jaw as her pussy rubs over my throbbing cock.

“I can’t…” I groan.

“Can’t what?” she purrs, aligning us just right, spreading her legs more so I can really feel her, and I’m moaning as my balls throb.

She traces down my abs and reaches between us once more, grasping just the head of me and working me with her palm.

“Shit, I’m…gonna—”

“What, big boy?” She rubs the underside of my head, that damn little magic spot, and my whole lower body jerks.

I can feel it; God, I’m so close.

“Tell me what you’re gonna do.” She sits partway back up, leaning away from me, so she can reach between her own soft thighs and cup my heavy, aching balls. I’m panting as she traces the taut skin, and then she squeezes my shaft near the base.

“I’m…gonna come.” I’m fucking shivering—like…crazy shit.

“But are you?” She rolls my balls. “All I’m really doing is touching just a little. You’re a thirty-something-year-old man.” She strokes my shaft, her hand perfectly warm, perfectly squeezing.

But she said thirty-something…and now I’m not about to come. Because she doesn’t know how old I am.

She traces up and down my thighs, and then she squeezes my balls—hard enough to hurt, so I’m groaning. Both of her hands pump my shaft, and I’m trying to fuck her palms. I’ve never felt like this…

“Oh shit.” My own voice echoes through my head.

I guess she can tell I’m wasted; when I crack my eyes open to see her, she’s smiling, smug and self-pleased.

She rubs my dick against her, sending stars through the darkness behind my eyelids. “I remember how it used to drive you crazy and you’d try to push against me, wanting to get inside.”

Her teeth nip my chin, my jaw, and then she’s kissing me. I’m kissing her so fucking hard I’m scared I’ll hurt her, but she’s moaning, pulling my hair—and that hurts…

I’m gonna come! Oh Jesus. “Rosa…”

She nips at my lower lip then whispers, “What do you want, Luca?”

I can’t say it. I’m gripping the blankets. If she touches me again, I really think I’m gonna blow.

She reaches down right then, her hand closing around my tip—but this time, she squeezes so hard. Hard so that it hurts.

“You want to come, right?”

She traces the little slit where precum’s oozing out, and I’m just moaning…like, I fucking can’t stop.

“I think that’s fine. I think you should get to come. But first, I have to.” She moves off me; at first, I’m confused. When I open my bleary eyes, I find her pulling her sleep pants all the way off. Elise…getting naked. I can’t comprehend what’s going on. I’m panting as I look at her, desperate to see skin. But she stops there, pants around her ankles, palm over her pussy like she’s saying the “fuck me” pledge. She’s still got on her underwear. I watch her fingers delve beneath the fabric.

“Jesus…fuck.” I don’t even know if I can get up onto my knees. I’m that close.

“I would do this anytime, anywhere,” I murmur. The room tilts around me as I crawl between her legs and put both of them over my shoulders. Then I rip the fucking underwear, drawing a soft gasp from her. My dick nearly explodes as I inhale the scent of her, take in the flawless beauty of her.

“Il mio bellissimo tesoro, oh dio.”

I look up, needing to see her face, wanting to check how she seems, but she sinks her hands into my hair, pulling. As I lower my face over her slick skin—she’s so wet, she’s glistening—she tugs my hair tighter.