Man at Arms

Chapter Twelve: Decisions

CHAPTER TWELVE

 
My lips crashed with hers the moment the door shut behind me. Circe wrapped her arms around my neck and dragged me down to the backseat cushion as my fingers ripped the zipper on her jeans.

She gasped, but it soon turned into a moan when I cupped her throbbing pussy with my fingers. I slid her panties aside and pushed in my middle finger...pushing, adding one more finger...pushing...

"What about another finger, baby?"

She was too drunk with lust to speak, so she nodded and spread her legs to accommodate me. I inserted a third finger, and her back arched, sobbing as I pushed my fingers deep inside her.

"Fuuuudge! Goodness!" she screamed, her stomach tightening. "Calix — hmmm, that's good!"

"You know what's good too?"

I unbuckled my belt with my other hand while the other kept on finger-fucking her. Circe rose slightly to help me pull my pants down.

"Baciami." Kiss me.

And she did, she showed what is a French kiss to an Italian, and I fucking love it!

My swollen cock sprung from its confinement. Circe's hand immediately wrapped my cock around it and gave a quick, fast pump that almost made me cum. I held her waist and lifted her. Circe climbed to my waist and, with my cock in her hand, she aligned it with her wet opening.

"Mama mia! That's it, love! Give me deeper!" I growled, spreading my legs wide to stretch her opening more.

She tilted her head up, her mouth wide open in a silent scream as she slowly, painfully lowered her cúnt on my cock. I held her waist so she wouldn't force it all the way in. I gave her time to adjust, to stretch. She sat on my cock now, deep in her womb. Circe yanked off her top, and my lips immediately covered her nipple. Nipping, biting, and tasting.

She wrapped her arms around my shoulder and pushed her breasts against me, feeding me more. My other hand found her other nipple and pinched it between my fingers, eliciting a hot scream from her.

Circe slowly rocked her hips on me, and I moaned against her skin.

"Ready, Bambina?" I looked up at her and god, she was so fucking beautiful. Her face had that great pleasure and pain expression. "Molto bella..." Very beautiful.

She nodded her head. I slapped her ass, making her gasp and open her eyes.

"Then keep your bloody eyes open for me and ride me like a bloody whore, Bambina."

Her eyes darkened with lust, irritation, and anger.

Circe pushed my back to the backseat rest, her palms remaining on the top of my shoulders as she slowly rose her hips, then slammed them back down.

"Cazzo! That's so fucking good!" Shit!

I growled at the fucking intensity of pleasure it gave me, and I didn't wait for her to play with me again. I held her waist tight as I rammed my cock inside her. She rocked back with me, meeting every deep thrust with the heat we both wanted to release.

There's no gentleness at this point. Circe wanted it hard, like the night we first met, and I'm giving it to her hard.

Sweat had formed on our skin, and the car's windows had become misty from the heat we were emitting. The sound of wet skin slapping was increasing the arousal. Every bounce of Circe on my cock rocked the car.

Her walls tightened around me, and I gripped her waist tighter, fucking her.

"Sfondami, Calix! Sfondami!" Break me down. She screamed in every deep thrust.