Icy slightly backs down when Russo keeps coming to her like a bad guy. His eyes were compared to those of a deadly lion who's ready to eat his prey. His smirk was sending a glimpse of horror down her spine. Icy can't help but ask if this is really Russo because it was totally the opposite of the one she knows.
Until she felt the head border meet her back. Icy knew she couldn't back down. It gave her too much pressure, to the point that her spine shivered and her hair rose. When Russo put his arm on both sides, cornering her, and smirked, Icy just prayed to all saints for her own safety.
"The monster down there woke up tesorina."
Icy don't know if she should smile or cry. Why does he keep looking at her like he's going to savor her alive? Or maybe it is because she is not used to these intimate things. That makes her think too much and pray for her safety, especially her private parts.
Russo moved his face closer and instantly claimed her lips, kissing them passionately. Icy couldn't resist him, so she kissed him back with a full heart. His hands started to remove her clothes and pull her pants. His kisses became rough and harsh as time went by. Icy's body was screaming in hotness, and she kissed him back, even though she's a little bit scared of what will happen next.
He finally removed her clothes, except for her underwear. Russo stopped kissing her and eyed her from head to toe. His eyes stopped between her thighs and he muttered.
"You're hot and beautiful, tesorina. I'm getting harder."
Icy looked away because she felt shy hearing those words. It might be a compliment, but it's vulgar for her. However, she built her courage to look in his between, and her eyes almost wore out. Russo was totally naked already. Proudly modeling his body in front of her. Icy looked at it again, praying that she just hallucinated earlier, but she feels like she's going to pass after confirming that it's not just a hallucination. His was longer than the giant highland banana.
"I can't." she gulped and faintly said, but he didn't hear it.
"Tesorina you look pale." he said with a glimpse of concern in his voice.
She stared at him in disbelief before looking at the monster between his thighs, which was standing too firm. Then, going back to Russo, She has never seen such a thing in her entire life. Icy knew that Italian men have bigger d*cks, but she thought this one was too much for her.
She was about to stand up, but Russo pushed her onto the bed. Her back felt the bedsheet, and her body felt the cold air. Russo gripped her waist and flipped her. Now, Icy was facing the bed while Russo was memorizing her back view.
Icy felt wet lips on her back and hands traveling from her body to her br*ats.
"Ohh..." All she could do was moan while he grasped her breast.
Russo started to lick her from her neck and stopped on her hips.
"Don't hold back tesorina. This room is soundproof. Moan for me." Russo said after seeing her hands covering her mouth to refrain herself from making noises.
"Ahhhh..." She moaned when Russo pinched and massaged her breast.
"I like this position." he said, then lifted more of her hips and pushed her shoulders on the bed.
Russo moved his nose closer to her v*gina. Icy felt it. He teased her entrance. He stroked her walls using his nose and pinched her cl*t.
"Russo...ahhhh..."
He removed her underwear and stared at her pinkish v*gina. Russo touched it and brought his lips to her entrance. Icy felt a tingling sensation, making her squeeze her eyes and her mouth hang open.
"More...good...ahhhhhhhhhh..."
He touched it with wet hands. He licked every corner. He sucked her walls and cli*oris. He teased her entrance with a hard tongue. And Icy was exceptionally feeling heaven and grace.
Icy doesn't know where to hold. Her head keeps switching sides due to the overwhelming feeling of Russo's wickedness.
"I'll insert one finger tesorina."
She bit the mattress after he inserted one finger.
"Damn, your so tight." Russo hissed.
"Ahhhhhhh..." she murmured.
Russo moved his finger slowly at first. Icy felt a slight pain, but it felt good after it moved inside. His thumb was encircling her cl*toris which gave her more pleasure. Icy kept moaning, especially when Russo inserted another finger. He thrust his fingers in and out while watching Icy's reaction. Her eyes were closed, but her hands were gripping the mattress.
"Ohhhhhh myyyy....."
Russo got more motivated with her moans, so he moved his fingers faster as he licked her cl*toris.
Icy doesn't know what to do anymore. She was lost in lust and fantasy.
"More...more...Russo faster..." she commanded, and he obeyed.
"Ahhhhhhh....so goodd..."
She is too wet, as her liquid was dripping onto the bedsheet. But it doesn't matter to them. After her second release, Russo pulled out his fingers and flipped his tesorina facing him.
"You taste good tesorina. It even smells vanilla and looks pretty." he said while smirking.
I use vanilla feminine wash, and of course it will smell like vanilla. She wanted to say, but her energy left her after releasing liquid from her v*gina for the second time.
"I'll go slowly."
Icy gulped as he positioned his hard monster at her entrance. The sensation when he stroked his monster on her entrance felt refreshing and made them excite more. Icy felt her body burning as Russo continued to stroke his monster on her. Their eyes were screaming with lust, and their bodies were itching to become one.
"Go in slowly." she permitted.
Russo stroked her walls and poked her entrance for the last time. As their stare became more lustful, he inserted his monster excitedly. To the point he inserted it in full, forgetting that his tesorina doesn't have any experience.
"Russo Mancini! You fxcking idiot! You bxstard! Insolent!! Ouchhhhh!!.."
Icy didn't move because it hurt too much. She can see blood dripping out and she can feel her v*gina being split into two, but all she can do is let her tears fall as her v*gina was aching too much.
Russo felt bad after seeing her cry. He felt sorry and wanted to take her pain away. Icy didn't even move and was just crying in that position. He wanted to hug and kiss her, but it would be painful for her. What he can do is find a way that will make her forget the pain.
"I love you tesorina." he said, trying to get her attention.
"I hate you!" Icy answered while glaring at him.
"I love you more." he said back.
"Shut up!"
"I love you so much."
"Bastard!"
"Mahal na mahal kita."
Icy rolled her eyes. "This will be the first and last time."
Russo shook his head and claimed her lips. Icy felt a slight pain, but Russo continued moving, but slowly. As it goes by, the pain subsides and is replaced with pleasure. Icy kissed him back while her hips answered his thrust. Russo thrust deeper as the pleasure became greater.
"Ahhhhhh...." they moaned.
He sucked her neck, and Icy gave him full access. She forgot the pain and the hate she felt earlier. They both savored each other like hungry animals. Russo, on the other hand, reached for her cl*t to massage it. While his other hand was playing with her n*pples. And his mouth was sucking her lips.
While Icy's eyes were up against the ceiling, her nails kept digging into his back. And her mouth didn't stop moaning.
"Ahhhhhhhhh........."
Russo carried her and flipped her again. He pushed her back and lifted her ass. Icy felt a hot sensation when Russo slapped her ass and squeezed it before inserting his monster.
He dug deeper. He moved faster. They changed positions many times. They never stopped. Their sweat runs through their bodies, and the room was filled with moans as well as the sound of two bodies slapping against each other. The lovers were lost in the world of lust until they reached their limit and came together. Then they realized about the people downstairs.-
A/N:
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Ideal Men 1: Russo Mancini (On Hold)
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