“You do it,” I tell her. And I tilt my pelvis to slide my cock back into her hands. A look of panic clouds her face.
I push my hot shaft against her wet lips to nuzzle at the base of her clit. She’s reassured. But not enough. I pull up straight, so her pussy lips kiss the underside of my cock.
“Oh, God, Romeo,” she groans, “I want you so much.”
Chapter Six
Giulietta
His cock is so huge and hard in my hands. I pull him up against my folds. His bumps and ridges scrape against my lips, making them ache and my pussy weep even more. It wraps around his cock, from the base up, wetting his balls. I pull him, wedge him tight, then rock my hips and drag him harder against me.
He looks hard and deep into my eyes. His breath is long and soft but his eyes blaze.
I frown and bite my lip. “I can’t put it in.”
“Why?”
“I’m too afraid.”
“Are you afraid it will hurt?”
My eyebrows steeple. I nod. He strokes my face and kisses me.
His mouth tightens and his jaw flexes. “Do you want to wait?”
“NO!” I slap his ass. “I want you to do it, Romeo!”
He blinks and smiles. His hips pull back. His cock slips down. I gasp as the head drops in to engage with my opening. It slips in so perfectly, he could have done this a thousand times. His face is cool. Acting like it’s nothing. Maybe it is. What do I really know about him?
One thing I know is that I’m humming inside. From the tip of my toes to the top of my head, I’m buzzing like a nuclear reactor that’s about to go critical.
His head is locked in my entrance. My little pussy pulls and kisses him.
He says, “Ready?”
I shake my head. But I take a breath and I tell him, “Do it. Do it hard. Do it now!”
I think the clerk at reception probably heard me shout.
“Romeo, Romeo. Oh, my fucking Romeo!”
He slides in smooth and steady, but the stretch burns like fire. I brace myself against the sheets with my heels.
I cry out, “Oh!”
My nails claw into his back and his ass. He shoves in deeper. The stretch burns through my walls and my head thrashes wildly from side to side. I’m shouting, “OH!”
“Is it hurting?”
“God, yes!” My nails dig deeper into his flesh. I snarl, “Give me more! Give me all of it!” My teeth clamp onto his shoulder. “Oh, GOD! You’re going to split me in two! It’s tearing me apart!”
I never hurt so much and I never, ever felt so good.
His rod drives through me hard, hot, throbbing, and relentless. I can’t stop my thighs from squeezing his hips, and my hips buck to slam my sore pussy all the way along the pole that feels like a solid column of fire.
We’re not using protection, and I am so glad. I couldn’t bear to lose any tiny bit of the gripping pain or the searing pleasure of having him deep inside me, all the way in. Slapping my pelvis against his, knowing the pain, the danger, the risk, everything.
If this is what it’s like being in love, I don’t know how anyone survives it. All I know is that I need it.
Then I feel him swell and pump harder. I go over the edge again, spiraling and imploding, shaking from my ankles to my head.
He thrusts his impossible length deep inside me and I feel him spout blasts of hot, sticky love juice into my core.
“Fuck me, FUCK ME!” I’m yelling. “My fucking Romeo!”
He hugs me tight in his arms and we kiss, still desperate and now exhausted, but softer. Sweeter. I feel happy and fulfilled in a way that’s new.
His head and mine are curled together, our foreheads resting in the crooks of each other’s necks. His voice is warm and soft in my ear. “You’re beautiful. That was wonderful.”
“You’re kind of wonderful yourself, Romeo.”
“Was it okay for you?”
I’ve hardly gotten my breath back. “Was it okay? I don’t know. You’ll have to ask after we do it a few dozen more times.”
We grow drowsy, stroking each other, planting little kisses. I see the raw marks on his ass from my fingernails. I should feel bad. I don’t, I’m proud. He’s mine.
I marked him.
He may not be mine any longer than the marks last, but what the fuck? I’m happy for now.
We doze. Entwined. I’ve never felt this content.
What!? What the hell?
There’s something cold on my skin. Between my legs… “Oh, OH! What are you doing?” He’s squirting me with something. “What’s going on… OH!” He’s licking it off. “Oh my god, OH GOD. Damn!”
An evil gleam in his baby blues is the first thing I see, peering up from between my thighs. FUCK! Oh, but his lips and his tongue! I grip his head in my hands. Saw my pussy over his mouth. Pull him tighter till I feel the graze of his teeth.