Page 121 of Driftwood Daffodil 2

His cock twitched, causing my eyes to roll with a silent moan.

Oh God that felt good. One more wouldn’t hurt. I wriggled my but, sinking down on him as far as I could. That’s when I noticed the lump in my tummy.

I reached down to press on it and realized that it was his dick. Gio was so far inside me that the head of his cock was pushing against my gut. Why did I find that thrilling, and what would happen if I pushed down?

My back arched and head pressed back into Gio’s chest as I fought to muffle a moan. I don’t know what spot that was hitting, but it felt fantastic.

“Enjoying yourself?”

My entire body froze.

Shit.

I looked back to see Gio’s jade eyes watching me.

This might be a little hard to explain away. “I wasn’t… I mean… I wasn’t doing anything.”

Fuck him. Considering what he did to me last night, this was nothing.

“Well, by all means.” He rolled us over so he was on his back and I was on mine on top of him. “Continue doing nothing.”

“I’m not going to do shit.” Why would I give him the pleasure?

I sat up and immediately regretted my decision. The new position drove his cock so far up inside me that I wasn’t sure if I groaned out of pleasure or pain. But I did know that I was too afraid to move.

Not that Gio cared. He grabbed my hips and ground me against him. I had no choice but to lean forward to ease some of the pressure.

That’s when he lifted my ass to pull me up his length and slammed me down. Then he did it again, and again, and again, until all logic thought fled. My mind gave in to the sensations rolling through my body.

I didn’t even notice that he’d let go and I was moving on my own until his palm cracked off my ass.

“Fuck yeah, Baby, ride my cock.”

As mortified as I was my body wouldn’t stop. I kept going until my back bowed and my vision blurred. Halfway through my orgasm, Gio slammed me down and groaned his own release.

Regret came when he pulled me off of him and I felt his come leaking out of me.

What did I do?

I slapped Gio’s side when he wrapped his arms around me, hugging me into him.

“Get away from me. I hate you.”

Gio chuckled while I buried my face in his chest so he wouldn’t see the flush warming my cheeks.

“Don’t be embarrassed.”

“I’m not.” I grumbled against him, even though I totally was.

What the hell was wrong with me? Nothing in this house should be enjoyable. The Mancini’s were bad people. All of them. And here I was, doing things I shouldn’t be doing. Like hiding in Gio’s arms as if it were a safe place.

“Look at me.”

“No.” I was going to stay right here tucked in the dark with my eyes closed.

Gio’s chest heaved with a sigh. “Do you always have to be a pain in the ass?”

“Yes.” Was he not paying attention?

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