A sudden buzz from somewhere near my knees startles me into finally giving up. “What the fuck?” I grunt, prepared to murder whoever the hell is interrupting me.
She abruptly comes down from her haze, peering around at the floor. “My phone. It was in my pocket.”
I see it, half hidden in fabric. I’m ready to ignore it until I catch sight of the name that flashes across the screen.
Luciano.That was her boyfriend’s name, wasn’t it? He’s lucky I brought her up here rather than beat his face in the way instinct first tried to get me to do.
“Why is he calling you?” Even my dripping erection gets pushed to the background while I get on my feet, holding the phone up for her to take a closer look. I know I’m acting irrationally, but the thought of her meeting another man here… makes me want to kill.
“Did you tell him to call you? What is this about?”
She brushes her hair back from her flushed face with shaking hands. “I told you. I didn’t want to see him. You think I want to talk to him after what he did to me?”
The ringing stops, replaced a moment later by a beep signaling an incoming text.
Luciano: Where did you go? I want to talk to you. I want to settle things.
He thinks she wants to talk to him?
I can’t hold back my sinister grin. I’m already going to hell, so why the fuck not?
“We better give him what he wants.” I drop my pants with one hand while gripping her phone in the other.
Confusion fills her features. “What do you mean?”
“I’ll show you.” Taking her by the hips, I turn her so she’s facing the window again. It barely takes a flick of my wrist to unhook her bra, which I work off her even as she tries to cross her arms.
“Don’t hide yourself from me,” I remind her.
“But…” She looks at me over her shoulder, her eyes swirling with a mixture of fear and lust. Yeah, she might be afraid, but something close to excitement glitters beneath those emotions.
“Don’t pretend you’re not enjoying this.” I place a kiss against her shoulder, then another, until she finally loosens up and releases a loud sigh. Why does she bother trying to fight me? I’m always going to win.
“It’s just you and me,” I whisper into the shell of her ear while I take myself into my free hand and drag the mushroom head of my cock through her sopping slit. She sucks in a gasp through gritted teeth, stiffening at my touch against her sensitive folds.
“Is your pussy hungry for my cock?” I taunt, teasing her opening. It’s fucking torture, having to hold myself back, but her frustrated groans make it worthwhile.
“Yes. Yes, please!”
“Please, what? What do you want me to do to you?” I lean forward, pinning her to the glass, flattening her tits against it. “Say it. Tell me what I want to hear.”
“Please,” she nearly sobs. “Please, fuck me. Gianni, please.”
“Are you sure that’s what you want? Even with all those people down there?”
“Yes! Please, oh, please, I need you. Please, fuck me.”
Her begging breaks my resolve. With a single thrust of my hips, the head of my cock slides inside of her. Our height difference makes it difficult to get the perfect angle, so I bend my knees a bit and slide even deeper.
“Oh…” Her hands splay against the glass, looking for something to grasp onto. I can feel her entire body tense. I doubt she’s ever taken a cock as thick or as big as mine. “Gianni… you’re too big. It hurts. So…big!”
“Shhh,” I soothe, my lips against her shoulder. “If I have to spend all night working myself inside you, I will. I don’t care how long it takes. I won’t stop till I see your cunt swallowing every inch of my cock.”
Caterina’s body shivers against mine, and some of the tension eases out of her. I encircle her hips in my grasp and lift her to make it a little easier for her to take me. She’s so small and tight. The last thing I want to do is break her, but no matter what, she’ll take all of me.
Her muscles flutter around my length, and the pleasure makes my eyes roll to the back of my head. “Your pussy is perfect, so tight and warm,” I praise and inch a little deeper.
She whimpers, and I know I should stop to make sure she is okay and tell her everything will be alright, but I’m too far gone. It’s taking everything I have not to fuck her hard and fast. She’s struggling to take me deeper, but I’ll make her if I have to.
“You’re so big, it hurts. Please tell me you’re all the way in,” she whines at me over her shoulder, and her blue eyes look even prettier with tears shining in them. My chest swells, knowing that she’ll feel me for days after today.
“Almost, little bird,” I grit, knowing I still have four more inches to go.