Page 158 of Niccolo

“I NEED you inside me.”

He stared at me. Desire like hunger burned in his eyes.

“…alright,” he said in a husky voice…

Then positioned himself on top of me.

I opened my legs wide to him.

He put one hand against my cheek, slowly caressing my skin, as he gazed deep into my eyes…

And I felt the tip of his cock, hot and swollen, between my lips again.

He paused… and as he stared at me…

He eased forward a bit.

I gasped.

It hurt – but not as much as last time. I guess it was the lingering endorphins of my orgasm mixed with the overwhelming need to have him inside me.

Niccolo immediately paused.

“Don’t stop,” I whispered as I stared deep into his eyes.

He nodded, then eased forward a bit more.

I held my breath and winced.

The pain increased –

But it wasn’tjustpain.

The only thing I could compare it to was a massage when the masseur presses deep into a knot.

Pain, yes –

But pain thathurt so good.

“Breathe,” he whispered.

I realized I had been holding my breath, and I forced myself to breathe.

“Relax,” he whispered as he pushed forward just a millimeter more.

I forced myself to go as limp as I could –

And then suddenly, it was like he passed a point of constriction…

And he slid inside me much easier.

OH MY FUCKING GOD.

Orgasm had felt better, yes –

But this was pretty fucking incredible, too.

I’d never felt anything like it.

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