And then there was the attire that he had on. Thus far, I had only seen him in the corporate looking suits and jackets, but today he was dressed luxuriously but casually in a leather jacket and a black cashmere sweater. But it was the hip hugging black jeans that made me want to peel everything off him and lick every inch of his body.
I was nervous about the lie I’d blurted out and thought of what to do to cancel it. With my heart in my throat I finally blurted it out. “Luca, actually, there’s no need. I… I just remembered that I’ve already used it up yesterday. I’m sorry for the trouble.”
“I’m sorry,” I apologized again.
He cocked his head “Are you playing with me?”
“No, no,” I quickly protested. “I just...” I couldn’t finish the sentence.
But he stood there waiting and didn’t let it go.
I turned around to escape but he caught me by the arm and pulled me roughly towards his body. I slammed into the hardness of his chest tearing a gasp from me.
“Luca,” I breathed as one hand came around my waist but there was nothing delicate about this.
“What are you doing, Skye?” He whispered in my ear.
I shook my head, my body trembling. “No I just... I wanted to be in a somewhat smaller space with you.”
He stilled. “Why?”
I felt heat rise up my throat. “I… I wanted you to… to… kiss me.”
“Kiss?” he asked, something dark flaring in his eyes.
I pressed my trembling lips together and nodded.
“Where’s John?” he murmured.
“He had to leave to pick something up from the hardware store that he had ordered. He left about ten minutes ago.” My voice was breathless.
His answer was to undo the button of my jeans, unzip it, slip his hand in and grab my mound. I fell against him like a limp noodle.
I was soaking wet so his fingers immediately sunk into my slickness. Tremors of ecstasy began to broil in the pit of my stomach.
All I needed and could think about now was the delicious release that only he could give to me, but I couldn’t help but panic that he was going to tease me and then let me go without taking things to the end. After all this was morning and it was only a few hours ago since we’d been in each other’s arms.
“Is this what you wanted?” he asked as he roughly stroked the engorged bud between my thighs.
I nodded, my eyes fluttering shut, but I also wanted to kiss him, to have my legs wrapped around him and him pounding into me. I had started to feel empty without his thick cock stretching me, filling me, and soothing the almost maddening ache that his absence created. It was becoming so that being filled with him was normal and not having him inside me was unfamiliar and strange.
He slid two fingers into me, but there were too many barriers in his way. I peeled the skin-tight material down my thighs, exposing my ass to the cold. I couldn’t believe how shameless I was being, but my desire for him had completely taken over my mind and I fully gave myself to it.
His arm tightened around me, his back curving with mine as he began to drive his fingers deeper and faster into me. I cried out at the rapid onslaught as I was finger fucked into a delicious release. I nearly crumbled to the floor as a mind-blowing orgasm shot through me, but he caught me and instead led me towards one of the wooden platforms.
The moment my ass connected with it, he pulled off my left shoe and yanked the jean leg from my foot. Then he got onto his heels and jerked my thighs even further apart. He moved his head forward and with his lips covered my sex and drew my sensitive, engorged clit into his mouth.
The delicious suction tore a long moan from me and with my fingers clawed into his shoulder it became too much quickly and I fought to be loosened from his hold, but he didn’t let go till he had tortured me to his satisfaction and I was whimpering and begging for release.
It was only then that he rose to his feet and for a few seconds he did nothing, just looked at me sitting there with my legs wide open and my body trembling. Then he slanted his head and captured my lips with his. The kiss was decadent and filthy and I savored it with a desperation that had my head spinning. His tongue sunk into my mouth to take my fill of my own taste. Then he nibbled and sucked at my lips and my tongue.
By the time he pulled away, my lips were bruised and swollen.
“Have you got what you wanted yet?” he rasped.