𝐆𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐨. Model, actress, celebrity. At the age of 22 Gianna already has everything or at least that's what everyone thinks.
But in reality, her life couldn't be more of a mess. Where there's money there's alcohol, where there's pa...
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"Are you sure you want this?" He asks softly, looking directly into my eyes.
"Yes, I'm sure," I say as I look at him up and down nodding my head while studying every part of his body.
I model for a living, I thought I had seen what everyone would consider the perfect man physique but I hadn't, not until now. Not until I saw his. It's like he was carved by the gods. And really generous Gods by that because every part of him is perfect.
Even his dick.
"Okay." He mutters, gently reaching for my neck as he hands me the condom.
God, this is actually happening, shouldn't we stop? Are we really going to do this?
"Gianna?" Miles moves his hand up to my head, making me look at him. "Is something wrong? Do you want to stop?" His grip on my head loosens, his voice getting softer once again.
And I love that he cares this much but there's no way we are stopping.
"No. No, we are not stopping." I shake my head, pushing him back against the bed and placing myself on his thighs. "I have waited way too long for this," I say, eagerly opening the condom and taking his dick in my hand.
He is big, probably bigger than any other man I have ever been with but not too big. It is perfect. He is perfect. And I really... really want to suck him off.
"Can I?" I look at him knowing he will understand what I'm asking with only those two words.
"You want to?" He ties my ponytail around his hand, bringing me down face to face with this dick. Once again he is asking for consent but this time his voice is not as soft anymore, it's rough and needy.
"More than anything," I whisper against him.
"Then do it." He tightens his grip around my head and when he gently pushes down I finally take him inside my mouth, my tongue flat against his length.
I lose no time, taking him as far as I can, tears instantly forming in my eyes. "Joder." He moans, and if I thought men moaning was already hot, men moaning in Spanish is my weakness. Or at least Miles.
Hollowing my cheeks I take him a little further and speed up my rhythm, my saliva covering him fully. There's nothing pretty about the way I'm sucking him off, it's messy and dirty but so incredibly hot at the same time. He just made me come and I already feel myself wanting more, and so does he taking by how much he is panting and moaning. I love a man who is not scared to be vocal in bed.
"You are so fucking hot." He praises me, and if I weren't full to the brim with his dick I would be smiling like a fool. "But if you don't want me to come already I'm going to need you to stop."
