Giulio's P.O.V
I never wanted someone as badly as I wanted Amiee. All of those dreams and my constant thoughts of her all made sense now. They were memories of our past lives together.
"Li!" She laughed as I brought her back up the stairs and into our bedroom. Dropping her on the bed, her robe fell open.
I finally allowed myself to trace every inch of her sexy body with my eyes before involving my hands and mouth. And I would do all of that and more soon.
I was quick to undress
Chocolate skin smooth and soft with no imperfections, her perky breasts were begging to be squeezed and her little brown nipples to be bitten and sucked. Going further down, over her flat stomach, a piece of jewelry caught my attention that I hadn't noticed before. "That's new, when did you get your belly button pierced?"
She rolled her eyes. "You're worrying about the wrong thing." She let her legs drop open, showing me all of her. "When there's something bigger that needs your attention."
I damn near fell to my knees as the taste of her came back to me, hitting me at full force. The urge to bury my head between her legs was almost too hard to ignore as I moved between them.
I watched as her small hand covered her pussy from my view as she began rubbing herself in small circles for me. The other hand came up to grip her breast.
Pushing her hand out of the way, my mouth completely covered her sex, wanting, no, needing to please her and taste her.
Her back arched off of the bed, her hands coming up to grip her breast as moans and swears left her luscious lips. "I need more, I need you inside of me."
I moved away from her momentarily, sitting up between her trembling legs. "I want you to beg for it. I want you to beg for me and my cock." I took her breasts into my hands, kneading them with my palms before leaning down and taking first one and then the other into my mouth.
My tongue swirled around her nipples, my teeth nipping at them until they were painfully hard peaks. Her hands sank into my hair, pulling me closer. "More," She panted.
She writhed beneath me, her hips grinding, desperate to rub her aching clit on me... anything to get a little relief.
She grabbed at my shoulders and dug her fingernails into my flesh. "Please, I need you... I need to come,"
"I'm not letting you come that easy." I pushed away from her. My hands slid down her body, gripping her thighs and pushing them further apart, "So soft..." I murmured, my hand covering her sex. I just wanted to touch and taste every part of her.
The more I touched her, the more I remembered things about us. It was becoming strangely addicting.
I found myself moving down between her legs again. She moaned out the second my tongue ran the length of the inside of her thigh all the way up. Purposely avoiding her sweet pussy, just to drive her mad, I started on her other thigh.
I felt her grasping at my hair in both hands and running her fingers through it. "Pull it. Hard. Like you want to. I know you do." I growled as I looked up from between her legs.
She instantly fisted her hands in my hair.
I moaned. "That's it. You know I fucking love it when you're forceful. Fuck I want you, right now."
I could see the wetness threatening to drip down her thighs. I leaned over her, staring into her eyes.
"Fuck me then... Please..." She begged breathlessly.
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