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Lorenzo: Chapter 22

LORENZO

I lick my lips, stifling a groan as I taste her sweet cum again. Swiping a hand over my jaw, I wipe her juices from my beard and the scent of her on my skin makes my cock throb harder. She smells fucking incredible. Tastes even better.

I look down at her, spread open on the piano for me, her cheeks flushed pink. I love the way her pussy glistens and her perfect tits heave with every breath she takes. I’m practically fucking feral with the need to drive my cock inside her, but establishing her consent is a big deal for me. Thank fucking god she said yes.

She stares at me, sinking her teeth into that juicy bottom lip, her eyes pleading as she waits for me to fuck her. It makes me hard as stone to know she’s as desperate for me as I am for her. I unzip my pants, sighing with relief as my throbbing cock gets a little more room. Pulling it free from my boxers, I give it a quick tug to alleviate some of the pressure. Precum beads along the slit and I find Mia staring down at it with a ravenous look on her face. Her tongue darts out and moistens her lips.

I bite back a chuckle. “You like what you see, sunshine?”

“Yes,” she says with a soft purr.

I rub the pad of my thumb over her bottom lip, pulling down so her mouth opens. “These pretty lips would look so good wrapped around my cock.”

My little siren takes my thumb into her mouth, swirling her tongue over it and sucking softly. “If your cunt didn’t look so damn inviting right now, I’d put you on your knees and fuck your mouth instead.”

She releases my thumb with a wet pop, and she gives me a wicked grin. “I have no gag reflex.”

Holy fuck! I arch an eyebrow at her, trying to determine whether she’s screwing with me or telling the truth, but my instincts say it’s the latter. “I’ll be sure to test that theory some time.”

I press my cock at her soaking entrance, and she gasps in a breath, her eyelids fluttering as I push the tip inside her.

She moans my name, her jaw slack. “You want this?” I give her a little more, wishing I could savor this but desperate to sink all the way inside her. Her hot pussy feels so good squeezing me.

“Yes! Yes, please!” The sound of her pleading floods me with the insatiable desire to claim her. Grabbing her hips, I hold her still and fill every inch of her tight, wet channel.

“Jesus fuck!”

“Oh, god,” she moans at the same time, her back arching off the piano. “That feels … Oh! It feels so—”

I pull out slowly and thrust inside her again, cutting off whatever she was going to say. Damn right it feels good. Relief seeps into every part of my body as her cunt ripples around my cock.

She reaches for me, clawing at my skin.

“Nuh-uh, little firecracker.” Grabbing her wrists, I pin them above her head with one hand. I like her this way, lying beneath me and taking everything I can give her. “Let’s see how hard I can make you come with my cock.”

She sucks her bottom lip between her teeth and her eyes roll back in her head while I plow into her. I run my free hand over her breasts, squeezing each one hard and eliciting a sharp gasp. With a mumbled curse, I yank her dress down, then her bra, exposing the stiff peaks of her nipples. She grinds her hips against me, mewling and whimpering as I continue pulling out slowly before driving back in, savoring the way every inch of her pussy milks my cock.

I dust my lips over a pebbled nipple. “You love being fucked, don’t you, sunshine?”

Biting down, I make her cry out. “Y-uh.”

I roll my hips, rubbing the crown of my cock over her G-spot, and she hisses out a breath as I trail kisses across her collarbone. “And you’re such a good fuck,” I grunt in her ear, and her pussy squeezes me like a vise, making me grin. She’d make an amazing sub.

She whimpers my name, bucking on the piano beneath me as she chases another orgasm. I consider making her earn it and a sick thrill fires through me. How sweet it would be to make her work for her pleasure, to have her luscious body coated in perspiration while I kept her on the edge. God, it would be fucking glorious.

But I don’t do that anymore. It’s enough to have her completely at my mercy. Pinned down and helpless, so desperate for me to let her come that she’d do anything. She digs her heels into my ass, pulling me deeper and bucking her hips.

“Please let me come, Lorenzo.” My cock throbs, balls searing with need, and her words are my undoing. Spine tingling, I give her everything she desires.

“Oh, god,” she screams as she falls over the edge.

I graze my teeth over the shell of her ear. “Lorenzo will do fine.” With a grunt, I empty myself inside her, my release tearing through me with the force of a hurricane.

Working to catch my breath, I release her wrists. Her arms wrap around my neck, and the euphoria melts away.

“We can’t do this again, Mia,” I say quietly, unable to look her in the eyes.

She curls her fingers in my hair, her warm breath tickling my ear as her heart races against my own. “I know.”


It’s almost midnight by the time I head to bed. Passing Mia’s room, I see the faint glow of a lamp from beneath her door. Is she awake, or does she sleep with the light on? It wouldn’t be surprising, given her history.

I pause outside her door. She’s probably asleep, but I rest my forehead against the cool oak and knock as softly as I can.

I’m about to walk away when the door opens and she’s standing there in a tiny tank top and panties. She smiles at me, like she knew I’d be here. Maybe we both did.

“Everything okay?” She purrs the words, and they bypass my brain and travel straight to my dick.

My eyes rake over her body and I’m already hard. “I figured …” Studying her face, I try to determine whether I’m pushing too far. Can we both walk away if we do this again? She sinks her perfect white teeth into that lush lower lip, and all reason goes out of the window. “If it’s still the same day, it counts as the one time, right?”

Her perky tits jiggle as she lets out the sexiest little laugh. “I think that’s right,” she agrees, stepping back and allowing me into her room. I follow, closing the door behind me and herding her toward the bed.

Later in the night, while I’m fucking Mia way into the next day, I tell myself that it’s still the one time. It definitely won’t happen again.


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