Emilia

47: Emilia

-Vincent-

Circling my arm around her waist, I pulled Emilia closer to me as her bare back pressed against my chest. She smiled in her sleep as I pressed a kiss to her jaw, running my hand up and down her waist as our bodies were still tangled in the bedsheets from last night. We didn't end up fucking, but I still had her screaming and shaking with just my fingers and tongue. The memory itself was enough to make my cock want to go hard behind my boxers.

Reaching over her body, I lifted up the shields on the three oval windows in front of us as I let the sun peer in so that we weren't in the dark anymore. She made a cute little frown as she rolled away from the light and buried her face into my chest while groaning. I chuckled, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"It's too bright." She mumbled into my chest as I shook my head at her. I rolled her towards the sun-light, and she groaned as she screwed her eyes shut. She pulled the blankets over her body, hiding her face under the sheets.

"Cucciola, you can't stay under the covers all day." I reminded her, and she didn't respond. I attempted to pull off the covers from her body, and I took in a sharp breath as I felt her pull down my boxers and wrap her lips around my cock without a warning. My heart rate spike as she swirled her warm tongue around my tip, sliding me in and out of her mouth. I pulled back the covers to see her brown eyes already staring up at me as she grinned with my cock in her mouth.

"Oh merda, non fermarti, cazzo." I groaned. I let my
hand find its way to her hair as I made a makeshift ponytail, guiding her head with a bobbing motion as I tossed my head back against the wall. [translation: oh shit, don't fucking stop.]

My jaw tightened as she sank my cock all the way into the back of her throat. Even though she gagged and her eyes watered, she still kept her head down and hollowed her cheeks before coming back up for air. Her pink lips were wet with saliva as she slurped her drool back up, wiping the sides of her mouth. She leaned up and kissed me on the lips before tossing the covers off as she stood up to reveal her completely naked body.

My hand fell from her hair as I watched her sway her wide hips, making me clench my jaw. She teased me and based off of the grin on her face, she knew what she was doing.

"Seriously?" I asked, tucking myself back inside of my boxers as she giggled. She bent over, my eyes falling to her slim waist and down to her pussy that was screaming my name. She picked up all of her clothes that I'd ripped off of her last night as she stood back up.

"Torture. Absolute fucking torture." I muttered while watching her shimmy her hips as she slid her panties back on. She giggled at me, forgetting about the rest of her clothes as she got on the end of the bed and began crawling towards me. My eyes stayed on hers the entire time, occasionally dropping to her tits that were out in the open as she kissed her way up my abs and to my ear as I felt her grin.

"You were the one who said I couldn't stay under the covers all day." She whispered, kissing my jaw as I let out a groan. My hands gripped her hips as I took in a deep breath. Seeing her like this, seeing her half naked body so close to mine was enough for me to break as I pushed her over in the bed.

She squealed through a giggle as I grabbed her by her thighs and pulled her closer to me. She bit down on her thumbnail as I raised her legs in the air and took off her panties. From the fast pace of my hands, I was almost sure that they would rip in the process.