Page 41 of Primo DeLuca

Chapter Sixteen

Nevah

The tremble in my thighs continued. My still uneven breaths caught when Primo ran his big strong hands up my legs. The desire he stirred refused to be stifled by my physical limitations. I hadn’t had sex in so long that I couldn’t recall if it was seven, eight, or maybe even nine months since my pussy had been in use.

The act of doing it myself was so mundane and boring that I would roll onto my stomach, finger myself until I conjured up a mediocre orgasm, and fall asleep.

Primo licked my aching nipples before circling one and sucking it into his mouth with a delicious pressure that had me swiveling my hips to calm the throbbing need terrorizing my core. He switched, sucking the other, the action drawing a strangled moan from my throat and sending a pang of fiery lust to my core. A warm gush of wetness seeped out in a steady hot flow and drizzled down my inner thigh.

“Oh!” I cried out when his quick hand slid between my legs, and two thick and long fingers brushed past the slick heat of my wet lips and glided into my starved pussy. My nipple being licked and tugged between his teeth and his fingers sliding in and out of me was so deliciously arousing that my quick-coming ass would burst again if he kept this type of play going.

“Feels like you’re ready for me,” he said.

My head probably resembled a bobblehead, I shook it so fast. My tongue clicked on the roof of my mouth, nipples tingling and pussy hot and aching. I was filled with an eagerness I’d never experienced. Primo’s movements threw me off until I noticed the condom in his hand after he made it appear out of thin air, a part of the magic act he was performing on me so far.

Blessedly, he kept those gift-giving fingers of his shoved deep inside me while he turned slightly, ripping through the condom with his teeth. His multitasking game was on point as I squirmed against his fingers while watching him spit a piece of the condom wrapper off his lips in the process of slipping it along his impressive length.

He lifted up, his eyes on mine before he extracted his fingers and eased into position, preparing to calm the ache screaming its demands for the thick treat my eyes were feasting on. The head, so warm and hard, sat at my wet lips, slicing across them before they opened to the pressure he applied. My eyes fell closed, afraid that if I saw him enter me, I’d come on impact.

“Eyes open,” he growled while he sank the first few inches deeper, taking the little bit of air I managed to pull into my lungs. It was difficult keeping my eyes open through the process of him stretching me to fit him. Prickles of pleasure zipped up my spine, making my inner thighs quiver as I focused on his penetrating gaze.

“Mmm.” The moaning tickled my throat, the sound producing a low level of pleasure. My teeth bit deep into my lip before my nails sank deeper into his hard bicep and rippling side. He eased back and pushed in until he drove every inch into me, filling me up to the point that pain and pleasure formed a pact to give the most entrancing sexual stimulation imaginable.

Instead of a moan, the word, “Shit!” was mixed with the deep breath that was forced out of my lungs and past my quivering lips.

“Fuck,” Primo gritted out low in my ear, unable to keep the slow, deliberate, and demanding thrusts that were the equivalent to perfection. The tremble in his body gave a hint at the amount of effort he was pouring into making this a mutually beneficial exchange for us.

He stilled while my pussy clenched uncontrollably around him, adjusting, applauding, cheering, and grateful to have company this good inside her. The resistance my walls were inflicting on his dick was revealing the long stretch of time that I’d been without.

“Mmm!” My noisy moan was enough to ward off the overwhelming ache of another orgasm making an attempt to take me out already. Primo slowed his stroke and distracted me with a soul-stirring kiss that brought me back from the brink of letting the pleasure control my mind.

We picked up a rhythm together, my pussy gripping and slurping to counter the aggressive beatdown he was delivering. It was the kind of pounding that reverberated in my stomach and that I knew would leave me aching so good, I’d turn private investigator and stake out places in search of the dick.

Our bodies kissed, my hard nipples rubbing the short hairs on his chest, while I soaked up the aching stimulation that shot heat to my core. His lips, warm and smooth, brushed pure heat against my neck while I used his pec for a muzzle.

My teeth sank deep into his deliciously taut flesh. My licks and sucks fell in time with the pounding strokes, each delivering the maximum desired effect of pleasure, kissed by delicious pain.

“Pree-mo!” I moaned, the only way I knew to express the impact each deep, downward grind delivered. When he increased the pace, the hard thrust filled me up one moment while dragging out pleasure the next.

Wild was too tame a word for my gripping, tugging, yelling, and pelvic thrusting reactions. I held on tight, squeezing him against me like I was trying to make my body devour his whole.

“Oh! There. There. There,” I yelled like a madwoman when he hit a spot I was sure had never been stroked. A fire within a fire was lit, and compounding pleasure built into something that threatened to rip me apart.

“Right here?” he asked before plunging deep and hitting the spot over and over until my body dissolved, and I turned into a bed of straight fuck-me-until-I-come!

“Yes. Yes. Fuck me!” I yelled out with a shrieking cry mixed with a moan and didn’t stop until the need for air prompted me to inhale.

A strong arm was wedged under my thigh, lifting and hooking my leg in place. The repositioning sent him so deep into my pulsating heat, I found a way to grip his flexing ass and rode the thick wave of pleasure until I screamed down the walls.

“Oh. Oh, God!” I was done, coming so good, and long, and hard, I think the extreme bliss temporarily shattered my mind. Tiny prickles of darkness evaded the bright brilliance that filled me to the brink of breaking me before it exploded, and wave after wave of pulsing pleasure peeled back in layers until I was as light as a feather.

Primo chased the high I was experiencing, fucking me so hard and untamed my body tensed and released while my pussy endured the most severely delicious beating of her life. The sounds we created were full-bodied and delivered enough force that it snatched my dwindling desire and spiked the ache back to an insatiable need.

Another orgasm roared to life inside me, and the burst of sharp tingles fell in sync with Primo’s so that we enjoyed the rush together.

The afterglow left me smiling stupidly at the ceiling, while continuing to twitch with delight and tingle with sensual joy.

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