The Italian's Fake Fiancée

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He pushed her down on the bed and followed suit.

Kissing her, he sucked at her bottom lip and then the top, leaving no part of her mouth untasted. When that wasn't enough, he started to nibble at her jaw.

Paige wrapped her long, shapely leg around him bringing him down with her weight until the length of his body pressed against her, tearing a low moan from Leo as his erection pressed firmly against her pelvic.

She wriggled under him in frustration and tried to press his hip down even more so, so she could feel more of his erection, as though a longing she could no longer resist.

Leonardo chuckled, and then groaned in the next second when she succeeded. He was bracing himself on his arms so as not to crush her with his weight. But she was making things harder for him. What with the wah she was trying to enter inside him. He pulled her blond hair away from her face and kissed her nose three times. His voice throaty, and strained. "You know, you will have to release me at some point. *dolcezza*."

Paige pouted, "But I don't want to. I want to feel your body pressed up against me like this."

Leo swallowed, staring into her eyes. He like that she was being honest with him, and even letting him know what runs in that head of hers.

For her to be this free with him, letting him know what runs in her mind, he has come a long way, baby. Leonardo let loose the smallest hint of a smile as he maneuvered them so he was on his back, and Paige landed on top of him. Her ass sitting on his pelvic. Folding his knees, he created a seat for her.

The action must have surprised her, because she opened her mouth wide and Leo grinned at her.

Grabbing her hip, he let his hand trace the outline of her perky ass while she watched him with wide eyes. Her hands were flat on his stomach, which clenched at the barest pressure.
Sending electric currents throughout his whole body.

Finding the strings of her yellow panties, Leo tugged.

Loosening the tie of her panties, he got it out of the way. His breath trapping in his lungs as he saw the small curls that covered her womanhood.

Hoisting her ass up, he fucked her with his middle finger like a mad man. Her ass bouncing up and down in his hands from the effort he had put in. Her moans were strained and she leaned forward to grab his shoulder.

With his teeth, Leo tore her bikini top from her chest. The rope snapping and her joyous breast sprang free. Leo flicked out one pink tongue and lapped it on one nipple, suckling, and her fingers dug into his shoulder. "Oh, God Leonardo."

His teeth grazed at her nipple in response, and then he suckled it to ease the pain, licking it.

All the while increasing his tempo, he fucked her harder and faster with his finger and she gripped him harder. Her grip becoming vice-like. She was panting for air.

"Oh, God, Leonardo." She groaned in the back of her throat, throwing her head back.

Damn, his name sounded hot on her lips. Leo buried his face in between her breast. "Say it again."

"What?"

"Say my name."

"Leonardo."

Blood rush downwards to his cock in full force and his hips bucked, causing his hand to go deeper.

She cried. Her voice cracking because of the way he pushed into her as he fucked her with his finger. Everything and everyone was forgotten, all their earthly problems forgotten as he took her to paradise.

He could feel her clenching hard on his finger. She was getting there. She was reaching her climax.

Shit. "Don't come," He muttered, his voice no more than a soft grunt.

"What." Her voice was delirious.

"I said don't come." Leo gritted his teeth.

And he felt her fighting her climax, trying to prolong the inevitable.

Leo couldn't believe this was happening. That Paige was here with him and was worked up as much as he was. What has he done to deserve this good fortune? He couldn't believe it.

It was making him delirious just thinking about it. And another thing he wanted to satisfy her like no one has ever satisfied her. He wanted this moment imprinted in her mind.

Grabbing her hips, he turned her around, pulling her ass close to his face, and the moment his hot wet tongue flickered over her core, she bucked and climaxed. She came so hard her hips vibrated.

When the tension in her evaporated. He rolled her onto her back. Breathing heavily over her.

He was checking in. Making sure she like it. Paige smiled lazily at him which in turn allowed him to smile back.

Witnessing Paige climax to the pleasure he had given her with his own hands was a huge turn-on for Leo.

It was a fantasy that was finally laid to rest. But more than anything, he wanted to bury himself deep within her, and to fuck her till she wasn't able to move. He wanted to ruin her for other men so that anytime she remembered the way he had loved her in this room. She would yearn for him in the same way he knew he would yearn for her.

Simply put that he wanted her to remember him. To remember this moment.

Leo stepped back away from her. His dark eyes never leaving her as he pulled his hands on his waistband. Paige's hair was all over the white bedsheet, damp and she was breathing heavily. Her scrumptious breast rising and falling in a mesmerizing rhyme, Leo stared at it with longing. His pupil dilating.

She noticed him and got up on all fours, like a seductive little cat, and crawled towards him, naked as the day she was born. A seductive look in her deep blue eyes. Her hair falling over to caress those breasts he was staring at with longing and covering it from view. When she reached him, Paige kneeled higher and gave him a lopsided smile which caught all Leo's attention. He was dieing of anticipation from not know what she would do next.

Then her hand rested on his chest, and he forgot how to breathe as all the blood in his body rushed to that spot spreading warmth throughout his entire body.

As though that wasn't enough, her hand on his chest moved downwards in agonizing slowness which caused Leo to hold his breath as her hand made its descent, from his chest to his abs.

Leo felt his abs clenching inside as her hand made feathery circular motions at his lower abdomen. The tips of her fingers grazed his waist band and then her thump slipped inside. Her destination as clear as daylight. Leonardo caught her hand. "What are you going to do?" He managed to work out.

"I want to taste you in the same way you have tasted me."

At once, Leo's heart beat rapidly in his chest. Did he hear right? He had to have heard right because her soft hand was slipping into his trunk and before Leo could protest, she brought out his cock and pulled his trunk down to his knee.