Page 48 of Rome for the Holidays
He didn’t bother wearing clothes to bed since the first night and she pulled the sheet off his body, baring it to her hungry eyes.
His cock twitched as she ran her fingers up the length and she marveled that he even fit inside her with how big he was.
His cock was definitely proportionate with his body.
She held his rapidly hardening cock and licked the tip and he groaned softly as he started to wake.
His cock was now full mast, and she sucked the head into her mouth and his eyes opened, “I’m dreaming.”
She shook her head, “Not a dream,” she said as she let his cock pop free from her mouth.
He lifted up, kissing her, then making her squeal as he put her on her hands and knees and got behind her.
“My cock goes only one place until you are round with my child.”
She nodded, loving the stretch as he filled her.
She moaned into her arm, trying to stay quiet and let him do what he wanted to her body.
It felt amazing as he slowly thrust in and out of her, and she could feel every inch of him as he thrust, and she pushed back against him, needing more.
He gave her what she wanted, and started to thrust faster, causing an orgasm to start building in her lower belly.
He always hit something inside her that made her go off like a rocket, and this was no different.
She could feel him hitting that spot over and over and she fell over the edge fast.
He kept his strokes steady, keeping her orgasm from fading completely.
She loved it.
He started to go faster, and she could feel her breasts bounce with his hard thrusts.
She bit her arm to keep her sounds in her mouth and she could feel her orgasm build again.
He was grunting behind her, and she felt him reach around, pinching her nipples and making her go off again.
After a few more thrusts, he fell over the edge with her, and she fell to her elbows.
His cock slipped free, and he shoved a pillow under her hips as he turned her to her back.
He kissed her stomach, “Mybella cara mia.”
She smiled, running her hand over the scruff he had on his cheeks, “Merry Christmas.”
He grinned, “Merry Christmascara.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“Should we go open presents?”
Vincenzo shook his head, “Elio will want to sleep until later.”
She sat up a little, then laughed as he pushed her back down. “It’s Christmas.”
Vincenzo laughed, “All right. Let’s wake them up and I will call Gio. He will no doubt want to join us as well.”
