I stiffened slightly as I felt Gianni's cock press against my ass and I was tempted to turn around and probably do something rash just to make him stop but Fiore cupped my face in her hands.
Her eyes had me leaning into her, reminding myself that I didn't need to feel uncomfortable. I loved them.
Her walls clenched tightly around my cock and I groaned, gripping her waist as I fell into the familiar rhythm and pleasure.
The sound of my cock slipping in and out of her was music to my ears. I knew her skin would be bruised and I loved it.
Sadistic? Maybe a little.
I stared into her warm eyes as Gianni slipped into me -I gritted my teeth, struggling to not curse him out.
"You're so fucking tight" he whispered and nipped on my earlobe, eliciting a moan from my lips.
"Take a deep breath" his words calmed me and so did Fiore's warm hands on my body.
I'd never imagined that I'd be on the listening end of those words.
"She looks so pretty like this" he ran a finger along Fiore's face as I fucked her.
"She does, yes?" Her lips were parted and her eyes were slammed shut in the throes of pleasure. Whimpers and pleas left her lips. Her collarbone, neck and breasts were littered in hickeys.
Gianni's length stretched me and I clenched my jaw, soaking up all the pain.
The discomfort was indescribable but there was something sweet about it. I continued to thrust into Fiore whose eyes welled with unshed tears as she gripped my arms, asking me to go harder and faster -I did.
My hands cupped her ass as I pounded into her and Gianni simultaneously slipped in and out of me with a gentleness that made my sense run wild.
"Fuck" he grunted and hastened his pace.
The pleasure was overwhelming. Fiore mumbled words that I couldn't hear but it was too much beauty in one person to ignore.
I flicked her nipples, groaning as Gianni's thrusts became hungrier and even more wicked. He gripped my waist and his thrusts grew urgent while his nipples rubbed against my back.
With every thrust, my legs grew weak and the pleasure spiked. My eyes twitched but I couldn't close my eyes because I didn't want to miss the beautiful sight of Fiore falling gracefully from her seventh heaven.
I felt the familiar nirvana approach. Fiore's walls clenched around me and she arched her back, nails digging selfishly into my skin.
"I'm gonna cum" she whispered against my chest and Gianni slammed hard into me, forcing me to thrust hard into Fiore who finally fell from the heights of pleasure with a scream. Gianni didn't stop and I was glad he didn't.
My mind was clouded. I arched my back and like fireworks, I lost it. I came as my legs shook. I felt warm ropes of cum on my thigh and dropped my head in the crook of her neck.
"You smell good" I mumbled as she combed her fingers through my hair. Gianni pressed a kiss to my shoulder and I felt him chuckle.
"You moan really loud" Fiore laughed and I scoffed, feeling my cheeks warm slightly.
"That was so hot" Her voice was hoarse and I grinned, pulling back to stare at her.
"I love you" I whispered against her lips and she hesitated for a couple of seconds before smiling with a nod.
I frowned, wondering why she wasn't saying it back.
Gianni cleared his throat and wrapped his arms around me.
"Go run a bath for Fiore. I'll take care of her" he whispered like she couldn't hear and I continued to stare at Fiore who refused to meet my gaze.
Pulling away, I walked towards the bath tub but Gianni pulled me back and pressed his lips to mine. I melted easily into the kiss and gripped his side as my tongue pushed into his warm mouth. His cock rubbed against mine and I pulled him closer.
I gripped his ass and pulled away, moving to nip on his earlobe.
"I'm in charge now" I grunted and he chuckled, pulling away. I glanced at Fiore who looked like she'd fall asleep on the spot.
"She's so fucking cute" I mumbled and Gianni hummed in agreement but I was still bothered by what happened a couple of minutes ago.
"Later" Gianni grumbled and nudged me before sweeping Wura off her feet, whispering something into her ear that made her smile.
Naturally, my lips spread into a smile seeing her smile like that. She was so beautiful.
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WURAOLA
Romance𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗙𝗜𝗩𝗘 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗘𝗡 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 Nineteen year olds should be living their lives like it's their last but not Wuraola. Wura has never set foot outside her home since she was born and she has no desire to especially if everything...