Sweet Girl (BWWM)

Chapter Six

Santo "Saint" Genovese

"You're a sin."
I admitted as I held her body close to mine. My hands hoisted her onto the counter.

"Too bad you're a Saint."
She bit down on her lip. I chuckled.

"I'm far from that, sweet girl."
I sprinkled kisses down her neck before releasing her from the barrier between us.

I pushed her skirt up above her hips and looked down at her glistening pearl.
"No panties? You're a naughty girl."
She grinned at me innocently before pulling me closer. I could feel her breath against my skin before she pulled me back into her spell.

Those soft lips were so plump and I couldn't get enough of them. So sweet, they were against my lips. My fingers spread her other pair of lips before I traced her clit with my thumb and inserted my middle finger into her, so tight.

I watched her intensely as her face contorted in the presence of pleasure.

I pumped slowly before adding another finger.
Her eyes rolled back into her head as I curled my fingers upwards.
"Just like that?"
I watched her with hooded eyes. Her mouth opened to speak, but nothing came out.

She nodded instead and her hands began to fondle with my belt. Her warm hand found its way into my pants as she messaged my dick. I sucked in a sharp breath, staring into her eyes before capturing her lips once again.
"I want you."
She mumbled against my lips and used her hands to push my pants farther down and pull me closer.

" You do? Hmm."
My hands restrained her arms above her head and against the mirror, leaving smudges. With my free hand, I swiped my manhood against her entrance, teasing. I wanted to hear her beg. Those pretty eyes pleading for me, needing me. But I wanted her just as bad.

'Yes, please."
She struggled to get out of my grasp, she was unsuccessful. I could get high off of her voice alone.

"Beg."
Her eyes pled for me to stop teasing her, but they just made me want to continue to toy with her body. She was putty in my hands.

"Saint please– just stop teasing me. I need you."
Still holding her hands above her head I pushed into her, getting a yelp in response. I could feel her stretching around my length. Her eyes were wide with shock. I wasn't even all the way in.

I released a shaky breath as I allowed her to get used to the feeling of me being inside of her, stretching her out.

"Saint, I-"
I began to rock my hips into hers, slow and deep with force behind every stroke.

She so desperately wanted out of my hold as she searched for something to hold onto. Her moans sounded like a sweet symphony as they flowed throughout the empty bathroom and into my ears. I picked up my pace and her moans grew louder and louder, making me want to go harder.
'Please, let me touch you. Ughh- I can't take it."
She moaned out with despair.

" Yes you can, you can take all of this dick. You're doing a good job baby."
I moaned into her ear, feeling her nails dig into my hand.

I slammed into her forcefully and let her hands go. They held onto me desperately, leaving scratches on my back as her nails scraped at my shirt and on my neck. My fingers intertwined with her curls and yanked her head back forcefully. I stared down at her, watching her sex faces. She moaned as my grip on her hair grew tighter.

I tried my best to suppress my moans, but she was getting the best of me.
"Let them out baby, I want to hear you moan."
She pressed. I could no longer hold out.

"Mhmm, you're so good."
I moaned and she nodded, closing her eyes tight bracing herself for her orgasm.

"I am?"
She moaned and clenched tightly around me, making me slam harder and harder until she came crashing down. She coated me with her juices, and I kept thrusting helping her ride out her high.