Page 12 of Spring Break with a Mafia Prince
Not moving, I leaned down and kissed her gently. “Talk to me, Bella.” I nudged her cheek with my nose. “Tell me all your secrets.”
She shook her head, a bright stain flushing her pale cheeks even as heat enveloped my hand.
Well, well.
I started to withdraw my hand when she squeezed her eyes shut, then threw them open and stared at me with that same flaring brand of defiance that was all her she’d shown me before.
“I’m a virgin,” she blurted, still trembling all over. Just…lesser than before.
“I guessed as much,” I said dryly.
She frowned at me. “Then what was that?” She looked pointedly at my hand still inside her pants.
It was my turn to blush. “Ah. I— dammit, girl. I like bald pussies,” I muttered, pulling away.
She surprised me again, catching my wrist. “N–not yet,” she mumbled.
The stutter was back. But then, I had wanted her to ask me for what she wanted.
“Tell me what you want,” I prompted softly, pressing my fingertips rhythmically into her soft, slicked flesh.
“I want— oh, fuck, Falcon,” she gasped, lifting her hips when I rubbed her gently without pushing my fingers into her.
“I know, beautiful,” I stroked her until her breath caught, finding that sweetly painful edge but also knowing that without touching her clit or pushing my fingers inside her, she probably couldn't climax. Though from the different sort of flush climbing her cheeks, it was a damn close thing. “Tell me,” I cooed, teasing myself as much as I did her.
My cock thickened and strained against my jeans, but I focused on her face, her short, shattered breaths that brushed my lips when I dipped my head to steal more kisses.
“I can't think when you do that.” She stared at me, her legs falling open so beautifully for me.
“I know, I don’t play fair.” I kept stroking her. “Fuck, you’re wet. Let me taste you,” I murmured, dragging my tongue across her bottom lip.
I’d been wrong. It didn’t take my touch to make her come. Just my words.
She cried out as she spasmed under my fingers. Heat gushed around me and I knew she’d be dripping by the time I got her clothing off to clean her with my tongue.
I kissed her through the remainder of her orgasm, her smooth pussy pulsing against my fingers. I’d given myself the world’s biggest fucking tease in making her come unintentionally without having my fingers inside her. Neither of us took that pleasure though she did in a different way.
Slowly, the tremors that wracked her subsided. I held her close, rocking my hips into her as I withdrew my hand to her whimpers and sucked her scent from them.
She watched, fascinated as I finished then rubbed the last of her own flavor over her lips. She licked the residue up obediently, her eyes curious. She never backed down and I nearly disgraced myself like a schoolboy rubbing up against her obsessively.
Sucking in my own deep breath, I slid down her body, taking her pants with me. She didn’t object, letting me undress her, until I tugged her shoes and the white denim from her body, as well as her lace panties that matched the lacy bra.
Her hands fluttered at her sides. I caught one, kissing her knuckles hard. Her fingers closed around mine, belying her anxiety. I didn’t let go as I settled between her thighs, anchoring one knee over my shoulders, and dipped my head to my task.
Her skin, already swollen and glistening, left me aching with need as I licked her gently. Flattening my tongue, I cleaned her first before I brought her next orgasm on. She mewled above me, her fingers digging into the back of my hand as her thigh flexed over my shoulder. The scent of her drove me mad with need, so sweet and salty and clean.Perfect for us.I lapped at her, savoring the taste I memorized for later when I wasn’t with her.
My cock ached to drive inside her sweet center, but I teased her tight hole with my tongue instead, soothing her flesh until she shivered for me. Then I plunged my tongue inside her, enjoying her squeal way too fucking much as she rocked againstmy face. Nails clawed in my hair at the deluge of sensations I knew she hadn’t felt from coming on someone’s face before.
Her hips raised, bucking into me. I untangled our hands, pressing my palm flat to her belly to hold her down and pulled her thigh open to me. Bella gasped shuddering breaths in as I left her exposed, and licked my way up to her clit, sucking her bundle of nerves into my mouth. It only took a few flicks before she screamed, arching where I pinned her down.
The sound that left me was feral. I was halfway up her body before my brain caught up with the message that we weren’t fucking her today.
She’s unbroken and not ruined and a fuckingvirgin.
And she’smine.
Bella’s arms launched around my neck, her mouth crashing into mine in the first full kiss she’d initiated. I caught her against me, lowering us both back to the bench seat as she tasted herself on my tongue, letting me kiss her deeply. I ground myself against her roughly then drew back, breathing hard.
