"𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐍, it's cute," I compliment draping my arms around his neck.
"You think so?" He asks.
"Yes, yes I do."
"Only for you then tesoro," he pecks my jaw.
When he says that I feel my heart do a million f...
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PEELING OFF THE last bit of Antonio's face mask I smile down at him and pinch his cheeks.
"Stop," he grumbles, grabbing both of my hands. "Why? Your skin is so soft now," I tease.
He narrows his eyes at me earning a chuckle out of me. "I'm joking," I somehow manage to get my hands out of his tight grip.
"Your jokes aren't funny," he purses his lips.
Humming I grab Antonio's face with my hands again, pull him in closer and place my lips on his, giving him an open-mouthed kiss.
"You know they are," I smile against his lips.
He groans placing both of his hands on my waist and squeezes, pulling me in closer until I'm at the edge of my bathroom counter.
"They aren't," he places light feathery kisses around my face.
I scoff and roll my eyes hearing a deep, rumbly chuckle escape him. "Can I?" he holds the corners of my tank top.
"Knock yourself out,"
He lifts my tank top as I raise my arms to make it easier for him, instantly being met with my hardened nipple as I'm not wearing a bra underneath.
"Fuck you're so beautiful," he lowly grumbles giving each of my breasts equal attention by lightly kissing and sucking on them.
Quiet moans escape me, my fingers tangling into his dark hair and forcefully pushing his head in more. "Oh- fuck" I curse when he pinches my other nipple between his thumb and index while biting the other.
"Do you like that tesoro?" he asks, his eyes lifting up to meet mine.
"Yes," I nod frantically.
He smirks and continues on to pleasure me by torturing my breasts, wetness pooling down to my underwear as I become a moaning mess.
"Lift your hips," he instructs.
I do as he says feeling my shorts and underwear being removed and thrown off somewhere else in the room.
My ass meets the cold surface of the counter making me shiver a little.
Antonio gets down onto his knees placing both my legs onto his shoulders, his soft breaths hitting my entirely drenched core.
"You're so wet tesoro," his thumb brushes against my slit. "Tell me who made you this wet," he looks up at me.
My chest heaves up and down in anticipation, needing him to eat me out.
