Page 86 of Baby Surprise for my Brother's Best Friend

He groans, his hips jerking slightly as I hollow my cheeks, sucking his length until he’s cursing in Italian.

I lick his tip, flicking my tongue against his slit.

My hands wrap tighter around him, twisting and stroking his dick in one motion all the while having his tip in my mouth, my tongue teasing. I admit, this is one technique I learned from Halie.

And the way Alessio’s body is reacting, it’s working exactly the way she intended. I can taste his salty arousal.

“Fuck me,” he groans, pulling me up to my feet with shaky fingers.

“You’re going to kill me.”

“Not yet,” I whisper, breathless.

He lifts me from the ground and spins me gently, guiding me to the wall, and presses against my back.

One hand skims down my waist, the other on the back of my neck, bending me over slowly.

His fingers trail down my spine, then lower, spreading me open with maddening care.

I brace myself, expecting his cock, but what I get is his mouth. Hot, insistent, worshipful.

“Oh, fuck,” I gasp, hands flying to the wall for support.

When I look back at him, he's on his knees, face buried in my ass cheeks.

"What are you doin—"

His tongue sweeps over me, teasing the sensitive folds before dipping lower, exploring me with a hunger that makes my knees buckle.

I moan, helpless against the flood of sensation as he licks between my thighs, then drags his mouth further back, circling places no one else has dared to touch.

The water drums against my skin, masking the filthy sounds of his tongue.

He groans against me, like he’s savoring every second.

I feel wild. Unraveled. Owned.

“Alessio,” I cry out, not sure if it’s a plea or a warning.

He doesn’t stop. If anything, he doubles down, licking and sucking until I’m trembling, my thighs shaking from the onslaught of pleasure.

I push back against the tile in front of me, allowing him to plunge deeper.

His fingers slide into my soaking core, as his tongue does laps around my tight hole.

He picks up the pace as he dips a third finger fucking me harder.

"I'm coming," I cry, my legs shaking.

My juices squirt out onto his tongue as he continues to lick up every drop I offer him.

“Please, Alessio. I want you to fuck me.”

Only then does he rise, his breath hot against my ear.

“You taste like fucking heaven,” he growls, voice ragged.

He eases his swollen head into me from behind.

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