My Italian Nightmare

Chapter 7: The First Night

I pressed my lips together and turned my head to the side, so I didn't have to see the look on his face.

You shouldn't have told him, you fucking stupid idiot, I told myself and felt my eyes fill with tears.

"Arian", Angelo said quietly and touched my chin gently, turning my head back.

"It's okay." He smiled gently and wiped a tear away from my face.

He looked at me for a couple seconds and sighed slightly.

"How did no one want you before...", he whispered and caressed my face and hair.

"Sei cosi bello...", Angelo's face was so close to mine now, his eyelashes could've tickled my cheek.

I swallowed and said: "I just wanted to wait...for the right one."

Angelo raised his eyebrows and traced my lips with his fingers.

"The right one, huh".

He put his mouth next my ear and mumbled "Could I be the right one, for you?"

I shivered and grabbed his arms, pressing my fingers into his skin.

"Yes", I breathed and felt my skin getting hot, "I want you to be."

I saw something glistening in Angelo's eyes, but couldn't quite figure out what it was. His expression showed a mix of excitement and triumph and his smile widened.

He grabbed my waist and pushed me further onto the bed. I felt the soft, cool blanket in my back when he pressed me into the mattress with his body weight.

Angelo began to kiss along my temple, then my earlobe and gently bit into it, which made me gasp slightly.

He proceeded to kiss and suck on my neck, then my collarbones and down my chest. He traced the two light pink, horizontal scars on my chest and then carefully began sucking on my left nipple.

"Uhh", I interrupted quietly and touched his head gently; he paused and looked up at me, curiously.

"I can't feel a lot there yet...", I whispered apologetically and touched my chest gently.

Angelo nodded slowly and smiled at me encouragingly.

"That's no problem at all... there are plenty of other places I can make you feel something good...", he smirked and chuckled and proceeded to kiss and lick softly down my body, now reaching my tummy.

His kisses and touches made me feel like eating strawberries on a warm summer evening. When the sun warms your skin and the sweet fruit juice makes your mouth prickle, when a soft summer breeze grazes your skin without making you feel cold.

Angelo finally arrived between my legs, lifted one of my thighs and began to kiss the soft insides. I moaned and grabbed the bed sheets tightly as the sweet sensation made my entire body twitch.

"And I'm not even right there yet...", Angelo mumbled into my inner thigh.

I whimpered and closed my eyes, my entire body tense and ready for him to devote his attention to my most sensitive area.

Angelo continued teasing with soft kisses along my inner thighs, it felt painfully slow and yet I relished every kiss. Then he caressed gently along my vulva and I instinctively raised my pelvis in his direction.

"Mhhh", Angelo made as he touched me and smirked. "You're so ready for me..."

He grabbed my hips with both hands and pressed my body back down into the mattress. He swirled his tongue over his lips before slowly placing his mouth on my clitoris, where he began to gently lick and suck on it.