Gio withdrew his finger from my womanhood, and I stared at him. He licked his fingers again.
“I need to taste it directly.” Gio knelt in front of me and lifted both of my legs onto his shoulders. I released a loud moan as I felt his mouth pressing against my womanhood.
He was lapping at my folds ceaselessly, and my body trembled from his actions. I grabbed onto his hair and tugged, making him groan, so I pulled him closer and let him tease and explore my womanhood with his tongue.
The sensation overwhelmed me, and my womb contracted as I had my second release.
I gazed at Gio, who was still between my thighs. He savored every drop of my wetness.
He stood up and kissed me again. The lingering taste of our intimacy on his lips left me feeling dizzy and aroused, even though I had just climaxed. I was ready for more.
My hand roamed over his body. Gio wasn’t wearing an upper garment, so I could feel the firmness of his muscles beneath my palm.
I moved my hand up and down his arousal, feeling his pre-cum and the pulsation of his hardness. With my free hand, I played with his testicles, and I heard Gio’s deep moans in response to my actions.
“Does this feel good, Gio?” I asked.
I was completely lost in the moment. I had surrendered to the intense desires of my body.
“I want this inside me, now,” I authoritatively told him. Gio stepped back briefly and slowly moved his hand over himself, preparing his substantial length to enter me. I stared at his rock-hard manhood, which stood tall and proud, veins protruding, and I had no complaints.
When Gio approached me again, I guided him inside me. I positioned his member between my legs and began to grind on it slightly.
“I want to be inside you, Millie,” we both panted. I knew we both wanted to feel each other.
I guided him closer and he slowly entered me. We moaned in unison as we felt each other for the first time.
My inner muscles clenched around his throbbing arousal. He had just entered me, and it felt like we both wanted to climax already.
“I miss you,” he whispered to me as he thrust. I couldn’t speak properly because my mind was clouded with pleasure from what we were doing.
He lifted my legs and carried me, and I embraced his neck, burying my face in it. I gave him deep kisses on his neck while he continued to thrust.
I sucked on his skin, leaving marks on him, and when his hardness delved deeper inside me, I couldn’t help but bite his shoulder.
“Gio, please… faster, I want it deeper.”
Even though he was standing and had my legs wrapped around his waist, he managed to thrust deep into me. His pace was fast, just as I desired. I was completely lost in desire, and the only sounds escaping my mouth were the erotic sounds that a woman makes in such passionate moments.
I couldn’t recognize my own voice anymore. I was completely lost in what Gio was doing, and I was thoroughly enjoying it. Our bodies were covered in sweat, even though the room was chilly.
When I lifted my face from his neck, he kissed me again.
“Baby,” I whispered in between our kisses. He groaned and kissed me even harder. It felt like my lips were bleeding from the intensity of his kisses.
“Fuck, I love you, Millie.”
My intimate muscles clenched as I milked his arousal, and I reached my climax. I was breathless and exhausted from what we had done. I sat on the table, but Gio hadn’t removed his hardness from within me.
“I-uh,” I couldn’t continue my sentence. “I’m thirsty, Gio.”
I was parched from all we had done. I had experienced release three times: first in his hand, second with his mouth, and third due to his arousal.
He pulled away from me and walked over to the refrigerator. I was still catching my breath and feeling weak, so I couldn’t move.
Gio returned with a large bottle of water. I watched him as he took a drink, and the droplets of water dripped from his chest. He had a dark look in his eyes as he watched me.
“Open your mouth,” he said, and I quickly obeyed.
He took another sip from the bottle before setting it on the table. He approached me and let me drink water from his mouth. I couldn’t react fast enough, as I immediately felt Gio’s tongue playing with mine. I grabbed his chest in response. It was provocative, but it was incredibly arousing.
“We’re not finished, Millie, far from it. I’m going to put a baby inside you, and this time, I’ll make sure you get pregnant.”
He lifted me again, and this time, we both entered his bedroom.
~***~
He’s inside me, and I’m riding him. I felt his presence deep within me. He groaned softly, saying my name, “Millie,” when I took him deeper. He held my chest and caressed it. I closed my eyes as he firmly grasped the curves of my bosom. I continued to move my body up and down, my hands resting on his chest.
I lowered my lips to his chest, and Gio grabbed my buttock, taking control of our rhythm. I continued my ministrations while gazing at him. I could clearly see the fire of passion reigniting in his eyes.
I explored every inch of his body until I reached his lips. I could feel both of us perspiring. The sound of our skin meeting and our simultaneous moans filled the room. All that could be heard was the merging of our bodies and our shared pleasure.
Gio growled as we both reached our climax. When he sensed he was about to release, he waited for me, and we climaxed together. He pulled me on top of him and thrust deeply, making me lose myself in the intensity of his passion. I couldn’t keep track of how many times we had been together. Our only respite was to catch our breath.
After several rounds, neither of us could move, and we collapsed on the bed. I struggled to catch my breath due to exhaustion. My eyes were half-closed. It seemed I couldn’t stand up anymore, and I might just fall asleep right there. I wanted to clean up, but I was completely drained. I lacked the strength to get up and go to the bathroom. I closed my eyes, ready to succumb to drowsiness.
I felt Gio’s gentle caress on my cheek. I slowly opened my eyes and found him above me. He leaned in, planting a soft kiss on my forehead.
I can’t recall if Gio had ever kissed my forehead before, but this time it felt different, as though he was assuring me that everything would be okay.
“I love you so much, Millie,” he whispered. I was too exhausted to respond, and sleep quickly overtook me.