ROME
When I thought this couldn’t be more perfect. Carly spread out before me.
After I watched her take off the remaining clothes in her body and go down on me and the fact that she never did that before-I was her first blow job, all the mercy I had left was thrown over the window. All I could think about was returning the favor and feasting on her.
I couldn’t wait for any second. I had to taste her. Then her arousal-sweet and citrusy hit my taste buds. I couldn’t stop myself until she came around my tongue.
I was hard as a rock, it fucking hurt, but there was nothing more fulfilling than having her ride my tongue. It felt like tasting heaven.
She was still catching her breath when I came on top and kissed her, allowing her to taste her come on my tongue. She spread her legs apart, welcoming me.
“I want you, but you can tell me to stop-”
“We both know we passed that point with flying colors unless you changed your mind.”
I pressed my lips against hers and nudged the tip of my cock into her wet core. “Does this look like changing my mind?”
She gasped. “Then nothing can change my decision. Only you.” She traced his fingers on my back, lifting her hips as encouragement.
I position my cock, rubbing the tip against her clit in deliberately slow strokes.
Then she froze. “Condom.”
I felt like color drained from my face. “Sorry.” I was quicker on my knee to grab my jeans from the floor.
“Seems that you came prepared.”
I laughed. “It’s been there for months.”
“Are you sure it’s not expired?”
Chuckling, I took it from my wallet.
“Let me.” Before I could tear it open, she grabbed it from me and did it herself.
“My pleasure.”
After she wrapped me, we went back to kissing as if we’d done it and been in this position a thousand times. I felt like I knew Carly very well- we trusted each other and didn’t have to say a word. We read thoughts. We were connected. As if we had this strong bond.
She gasped as I nudged her and the first penetration of my cock. I was just in an inch, but she was tight. She was right. She hadn’t been with a man for years. Even my finger. It felt like I was sleeping with a virgin. So I took it slowly, an inch at a time, then pulled out.
“You don’t have to go easy on me. I can take you.”
“I know,” I whispered to her and kissed her lips. “I did it for me too. Otherwise, I would come right here right now. Tell me if it’s too much.”
She met my gaze, and our eyes widened as I slid deep into her. We stayed there, unmoving, relishing the moment.
Then I didn’t wait for another second. I pulled out, then slammed into her, invading her.
“Oh, God.” She let out a throaty moan before she bit her lip, her fingernails clawed at my back.
I sped up my tempo, thrusting hard into her tight pussy. My muscles clenched, and my veins protruded. My neck was damped with sweat as I tried hard not to come before her.
“Wrap your legs around me.” I knew this was going to be fast and explosive. I could feel my spine begin tingling, my balls felt heavy, and my cock swelling.
She snaked her legs around my waist and screamed as I tunneled her to the hilt.
As I rode faster, each slam against her made my skin more sensitive, and she was so fucking wet, dripping.
“Rome!” She fisted on my arms, clawing deep. It would hurt, but I was lost in bliss as it felt so good inside her.
“I know, sweetheart. Don’t wait for me,” I growled my word out.
She cried out my name again. Her inner walls clamped around me.
“Fuck!”
“I’m gonna come.” Tears filled her eyes. Her cry felt desperate and visceral.
I quickened my pace. It had been months since I felt pussy around me, but after I met Carly, all I could think of was her lips and her pussy, and after tasting her, what it felt like to be with her, I knew this was the end game. I wouldn’t want another but her.
She pushed her hips up, writhing underneath me, seeking her release. I knelt in bed, placed a pillow under her, clutched her hips, and rocked into her hard and fast. She screamed out.
Then I eased back and watched my glistening cock. With a single surge of my hips, I was deep in her.
Her pant turned audible as I thumbed her in the clit, fastening my strokes in tandem with my thrust.
Groaning long and loud, she shuddered in satisfaction.
“Rome,” she was begging again, whining in desperation for another orgasm.
The moment I worked on my pacing, I did steady thrusts, thumbing her clit in circles, and she tensed again.
Her cry turned to scream as she clutched around me, pulsing and pulsing. Her eyes rolled back. She threw her head against the pillow as she drove her toward her bliss.
As she continued clamping around me, I was losing it, destroying every ounce of self-control I had left. I shuddered and growled at every hard thrust, my cock deep inside her. My heart took off a thundering gallop.
Orgasm slammed in my system and rolled down my spine as languid hummed through me-I could barely catch my breath.
I dragged myself to her side, pulled her into my arms, and covered us with the blanket. We stayed in that position for a while. I knew we were okay as her fingertips stroked my chest, and mine was tracing her arm.
“Thirsty?”
She answered me with a slight shake of her head.
I kissed the top of her head. “You’re not gonna ignore me on Monday, are you?”
“It’s like another day in the office.”
I lifted her chin to meet me in the eye. She closed the gap and kissed me, and then she went on top of me, and I was hard as a rock again.
I gave her all the control. She gasped when my cock was positioned into her entrance, and I watched it slide into her until she was sitting on my balls.
It was hot as fuck.
She started moving on top of me, riding into my cock.
She bounced up and down with her palm on my chest and my hands on her tits, palming and twisting my nipples.
The moment she lifted her ass, I angled my hips, thrust up, and fucked her fast and hard.
Pleasure quickly filled me.
Electricity zapped right into my balls. I wrapped my arms around her and rose to sit on the bed.
And then we wet kissed like there was no tomorrow, sucked each other’s tongue, and fucked each other until we drove ourselves to our own earth-shattering orgasms.
***
After we made love after another orgasm, we fell asleep for a few hours.
I let her sit free on the chair as I prepared our dinner.
She watched me with amazement as I chopped the onion like an expert while cooking the chicken breast. “I wouldn’t dare ask you how you learned to chop like that.”
“Mom taught me.”
“She seems a great mother.”
“She is. How about your mother?”
“We were raised differently in a different environment. I can’t remember the last time I held a kitchen knife.”
“You’re from a very wealthy family, I guess.”
“Something like that. I only felt normalcy when I moved here. I was born to fit into that shoe, which I found difficult and exhausting. When I was a kid, I felt it was a privilege, but when I grew older, it was more like a weight over my shoulder, a curse, and an enforce I must follow.”
I sliced tomato, but my mind rigged a lot of questions that I wasn’t ready to hear the answers to.
“Will you teach me to chop?”
I lifted my gaze. “Someday.”
When I was done preparing the ingredients, I turned on the burner and put a pan to drizzle it with olive oil.
“You look hot in front of the stove.”
I chuckled. “Probably because of the flame.”
“I’ll go get my bag.”
“Let me get it for you, sweetheart.”
“We’ll starve if you insist on doing everything for me.” She slid from the chair. “I’ll be right back.”
Once she was out of sight, I threw chopped onions and garlic into the pan and sauteed it for a while before I dropped the chopped tomatoes.
Carly came back. Her brows met together, her eyes glued to her phone.
“Is everything okay?”
“Yeah.” She put the phone on the island before she rounded to my side. She then wrapped her arms around my waist. “Can I help?”
“I’ll feed you when you’re with me. I’ll bathe and dress you.”
“I’ll enjoy it more when you’re undressing me.”
“That too.” I pressed my lips at the side of her head.
“I’m gonna enjoy it very much.”
“Sit pretty. This will be done in a few minutes.”
“Can I return a call?”
“Of course.”
“I’ll be right back.”
A few minutes had passed, and I was done with the sauce, but Carly had not come back.
I started setting up and put red wine on the table. Then I put the mozzarella chicken in tomato sauce into the serving dish while my mind went to her.
Carly was not in the house. I went outside, and she was still on the phone. The moment she saw me, she ended the call and ran in my direction.
“Sorry about that.” She had a deep frown on her forehead.
“It’s alright.”
“It was my aunt. She wants to meet me.”
“Then what’s the problem?”
“My grandfather is ill.”
I pulled her into a hug. “I’m so sorry, Storm.”
“He might not gonna make it to Christmas.”