The Italian's Fake Fiancée

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His cock fell out, hard and thick in the girl's hand, and Leo saw Paige lick her lips staring at his cock which seems to grow larger with life force, as though he was a fantasy come to life.

If there was anything more beautiful than this, Leo was yet to see it.

"You are big," she whispered in amazement.

"Hmmm," Leo grunted. Barely able to get the sound out properly because she was still holding him in her hand and was yet to move.

Standing there with his trunk pulled down his knee. Fresh air hitting his naked ass from behind. His hips thrust out forward, Paige leaned down and kissed the crown of his cock.

"Jesus Christ," he groaned from the sudden pleasure.

Seeing the way she affected him, Paige grinned. Leo was going to tell her if she wasn't going to go through with what she started, it was best she released him now, however before he could say that, her slim shapely fingers moved, and Leo thought he did gone to heaven and come back.

Up and down she went simultaneously, pulling the skin there. Igniting pleasure.

Throwing his head back, Leo groaned at the back of his throat, and thrust out his hips forward so that he offered her more.

She looked up at him. Giddy with excitement.

"Do you like that?"

"You have no idea, just how much," he rasped out, starved of his voice and she smiled as if discovering a power she didn't know she owned.

Watching her watch him, with that light and excitement in her eyes, Leo's pulse throbbed and his heart raced. He had always had fantasies about Paige.

Several.

And in all of them, he had imagined her being too shy to do something like this.

But here she was giving him the best hand job of his life. And what's more he loved it more than he ought to.

Leo groaned deeply in his throat as he tried to capture the moment he was going to file this somewhere in his mind to look upon later.

A certain pressure on his cock caused him to grunt deeply, and he turned his feral gaze at Paige only to discover she had taken him into her mouth.

Leo fisted his fingers gently into her hair, and tugged her head back and the look in her eyes as
she sucked the tip of his cock, past that, drawing the top half of his cock into her mouth had Leo gasping like a mad man. She had him under her mercy. And while she did that, she maintained eye contact throughout. Which made Leo feel like his whole body was being ignited at once. As spams of current washed over him.

She pulled out to receive air. Her eyes never leaving his face.

A drop of pre-cum glistened on the head. She leaned forward and licked it off. Slowly, deliberately.

When she tried to take him with her mouth again. He stopped her with a hand on her shoulder. "That's enough." Because of his raging emotion and the dirty passion he was trying to keep under control, his voice came out rough.

"You didn't like it?" She seemed disappointed she didn't perform well, and Leo rushed to reassure her. He didn't like seeing her like this. Disappointed, worried, sad.

"Make no mistake, I loved it *dolcezza*." Hell, he loved it more than he should. "But if I let you continue like this, I wouldn't last."

"You don't have to last."

Leo stared at her. The need to do as she said was urgent. But he didn't want a quickie. He wanted this woman to encompass him. He wanted to lose himself in her warmth. He wanted to become one with her. So he shook his head at her.