Page 14 of The Sicilian Heir
She moaned and arched her back, pressing her ass against my cock, which was throbbing. I rubbed against her and she mewled into a pillow. That was the green light I needed. I slid her shorts off and noted that she was again panty-less. What was her deal with panties? Now was not the time to ask her.
Her hips swiveled in the air, begging me to fill her up, but that's not what we were doing tonight.
I smacked her pussy, and she paused. "You're not in charge here, little one. I am, and I'll give you what you need, not what you want," I scolded before I leaned down and sniffed her scent.
I wanted to smell her all over me, the musk of her womanhood. It was tantalizing. She wasn't dripping enough for me. So, I reached forward and grabbed her hips. Eunji yelped and I paused, not daring to move. I looked up into her eyes and saw fear. So much fear, my dick wilted on the spot.
"I'm okay," she whispered, but the shaking of her body had nothing to do with how much she wanted me. She was terrified of me.
"Do you trust me?" I held my breath. Her answer could make or break the rest of our night together.
"Y-yes," she stuttered.
I knew she was nervous, but the fact that she gave me this much humbled me. If she had said no, I would've rolled over and just cuddled her. Not my Eunji. My brave, fearless little lotus gave me more than just her body. She honored me with her trust, which was more important than getting my dick wet. I was never going to forget it, nor would I allow her to.
I leaned down and licked her gently with my tongue. She rose off the bed, a surprised gasp emerging from her mouth. I parted her folds, loving the landing strip of hair she had down there. The women I normally pursued were always bare, and seeing a little hair nice and trimmed down there did something to me. I wanted to come on it. I breathed out and tried to calm myself. I was not some randy teenager in the back seat of a car having my first time. I was a mafia leader who'd had more women underneath me than I wanted to think about. I started slow and gentle, waiting for physical cues from her.
As her breathing picked up, I increased the pace. I kept my hands on her, making sure she was completely open to me. I didn't insert anything. I wanted her to be mindless and full of lust before I even thrust my tongue into her body. Anything to prevent a flashback. I slurped, sucked, and groaned all over her until she was close. When her eyes drifted closed, I snapped her back to the present by pulling my mouth off.
"Eyes on me, little lotus," I barked at her.
Her eyes snapped back open and locked onto mine.
"Good girl," I praised and then went back at it.
I teased her for what seemed like hours but was probably only fifteen minutes in reality. That was it. She kept her eyes on me and I wanted to reward her good behavior. I thrust my tongue inside her warm pussy like I wanted to thrust my dick inside. I tried to carve her soul out her pussy. I licked her walls. I wiggled my tongue and shoved it as deep as I could go. She was dripping down my beard. I felt her throbbing against my tongue, the telltale sign that she was ready to come. So, I gave her my finishing move. I lifted my tongue inside her, trying to find that nub, and inserted two fingers so that she was stretched slightly. I groaned again because she was so tight.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Eunji was crying above me.
Her hips were bouncing down on my face. I couldn't breathe, but fuck if I was going to move. She could fuck herself on my face any day of the week. I could hold my breath.
I just kept touching inside her and I felt the small pulsing of her walls against my fingers. I withdrew my tongue and nipped her clit and that was it. She detonated above me, screaming bloody murder. For a minute, I wondered if I'd killed her. She settled down and relaxed onto the bed again. Her pussy was still twitching against my still fingers. So, I rubbed her a little more until she pushed her hands against mine, withdrawing my fingers from her body with a wet plop. I moved up on the bed and snuggled her body against me.
"Don't you need to—" she started to ask, but I interrupted her.
"Nope." I had come in my boxers when she did, but she didn't need to know that.
Of course, this was Eunji; she wasn't going to let this go lightly. "I don't want you to have aching balls, Vito," she argued.
I groaned into her hair. "I already came," I mumbled into her long locks.
"What?" She sounded confused.
So, I sucked it up and grew a pair of balls. "I came when you did, little lotus."
Her back was shaking, and I was pretty certain she was laughing silently at me. I would take offense, but I loved watching my little lotus laugh, even if it was at my expense. I couldn't remember the last time I had creamed my pants. I think it was when I was in seventh grade and Angela Ontario pressed her small breasts against my arm while showing me a problem in my math book. I swore she was doing it on purpose because the first time I only got hard, but then she kept rubbing over, and repeatedly, until I erupted in my pants. I had to leave class early, my math textbook in front of my pants and shame blooming on my cheeks. She laughed behind my back, I was sure of it.
The best part? Rosalina found out and decked her on the playground while we were waiting for our parents to pick us up. She was sickly as a child, but she still wouldn't let anyone disrespect me. Of course, when she got home, she was punished severely. That thought was sobering.
Eunji must have noticed the change in my demeanor because she clenched up. "Is everything okay?" she whispered. Her voice was shaky. I wanted to turn her over so I could see her eyes, but I also knew that she was a very private person. The little glimpses of her personality she gifted me were just that. I didn't want to push her away, so I couldn't force her to give me everything right now.
"I was just thinking about Rose."
That was honest. No need to tell her the embarrassing story of Angela Ontario. Maybe when we were old and gray, sitting on a porch drinking hot cocoa. There would be no mafia, no shootouts, no kidnappings. The vision was so strong, I almost leapt out of the bed and proposed to Eunji on the spot. That was crazy. It had to be. She barely tolerated me. She was damn sure not going to marry me. Even if I forced her.
Chapter 9
Eunji
