“Good, because, Henley, I’m about to take you.” His lips meet mine, and I know he is about to make good on his promise.
CHAPTER 21
MASSIMO
I slip off her top, leaving Henley in the small piece of fabric covering her pussy from my view, a view I’ve dreamed about from that first night she came for me.
“Massimo, don’t look at those, okay? I’m here, and I’ll fight, so it won’t take me away from you.” I wasn’t even looking at those small insignificant scars.
“I wasn’t looking at them. The beauty surrounding me, knowing that I have you underneath me, am about to finally slide inside you, watch you come on my cock, that you’re spread out on my bed, it’s indescribable.” Henley’s eyes close. Small tears are shimmering in the corner of her eyes. My thumbs quickly wipe them away, then my lips touch hers, letting her feel the depth of my words more than saying them.
“Please.” Once I’m done tasting her mouth, our flavors mingling into one, her chest is rising and falling, the tips of her nipples against my skin, only making my need for her stronger.
“I’m going to kiss, lick, and worship you this first time, taking my sweet time, not letting you rush this along.” I move away from her lips, to the column of her neck, licking the pulse before sucking on it. The need to leave my mark on Henley is hovering above the surface. I won’t, though, not with Dante being able to see it, or her family. The shit she would get over that, it’s not worth it. I’ll just have to leave my marks elsewhere. When I reach the scar where she had her port for chemotherapy, I kiss that also, wanting Henley to know that no matter what her beautiful body is marred with, it’s still perfect.
“Massimo, if you don’t move it along, I’m going to come without your help at all.” My eyes narrow on hers as I attach my lips to one of her nipples. Henley’s legs wrap around my torso, wetness meeting my skin, and I know I’m going to taste her.
“You better not, not if you want my mouth on your pussy,” I groan before moving to her other nipple, lavishing it with the same attention, sucking and pulling the tip of it into my mouth.
“Well, if I do, it’s your fault.” Her hands delve into my hair, pressing me against her, even when I move from her breasts, my tongue lapping along the way, kissing the small scars from where her body was trying to take her from me. Even though I had no clue at the time that I’d be right here with her, the thought of not having her, it guts me.
“Don’t rush me. I want to take my time, Henley. The way your body reacts to mine, it’s taking everything I have not to take you right here and now.” I breathe against her center, her scent assaulting my senses. Even breathing is hard to keep my wits about me.
“Maybe I don’t want that, Massimo. Maybe I don’t want you to hold back.” Those words of hers, she has no idea what she’s in for. I move lower. My forehead was pressed against her lower stomach; now, my mouth is right there. Henley’s hands push me closer, and when I finally use my tongue, lightly tracing her clit with the tip, getting my first taste of her, it lights something up inside me, and there’s no slowing me down now.
“Hmm,” I hum against her cunt, my tongue moving from her clit to her entrance, retracing its steps, not slowing down. Her fingers tighten in my hair, legs tossed over my shoulders, uncontrollably at that, the heels of her feet pressing into my back as she thrusts her cunt into my mouth. The sounds of her wetness along with the way my lips and tongue are working, it won’t be long until Henley is coming on my mouth.
“Massimo!” The scream leaves her mouth as I slide two fingers inside her pussy, hitting that spot in her body, flipping them up in a motion to make her clench down as I thrust my digits in and out of her tightness. The second my lips wrap around her clit, sucking it into my mouth, Henley lets go. My eyes don’t leave her face, watching the rapture take her over, memorizing it so it’s seared into my mind forever.
While Henley is coming down from her orgasm, I move to my knees, wanting to feel her tightness around me. The desire burning deep inside me has my hand around my cock, staving off the need to come myself.
“I think I’ve died and gone to orgasm heaven,” she says after her body relaxes from sensation overload.
“Well, don’t get too comfortable.” I move so my cock is now lying across her pussy, the lips flaring around it, the scene so fucking hot I’m again barely refraining from coming.