Rebecca Downhill (Becca) has known nothing in her life but a strict father who is involved in businesses with the Italian mafia in NY, an absent mother who has taught her to be obedient and fulfill her duties towards the family, and a twelve years o...
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He gets off the bed, leaving me longing for him, and I can hear the sound of his belt dropping on the hardwood of the floor. I know he'll not let me have it so fast.
Not Lucas. Not before I'm sucked of all powers and not before I beg.
"So beautiful," he whispers. "And so damn wet, baby girl. Are you that eager?" he asks, and I can almost feel his smirk while cupping my entire cores with a strong hand and squeezes hard, pressing, particularly my bud.
I nod with a deep moan as he doesn't allow me to speak and anyway I'm too much of a mess to be able to speak.
His hands go back, sliding along my hips, and this time he curls his fingers in the hem of my panties and removes them with one hand, the other one kneading my butt cheeks while kisses are peppered along my spine till he reaches my bra.
That one hand between my thighs brushes over my folds, making me moan deeply and angry because his fingers get stubborn not to slide in. They just tease, making me curl my toes in desire and lack of prediction.
Lucas unclips my bra and squeezes one hand between my body and the mattress, filling his large hand with my left breast.
He rolls me on my back while I feel the vibrator pushed inside and my sensitive bud rubbed with a thumb. Being deprived of some senses, makes the others tenth fold in magnitude and that alone throws me on the peaks of my arousal, as if I'm levitating, jerking at each of his touches, not knowing what comes next.
"Oh, fuck..." I breathe and Lucas spreads my thighs wider, placing his shoulders under my flexed knees.
I feel his hot breath against my thighs and his skillful tongue slides from the back along the folds crossing over my clit and I sob, jerking my body in surprise.
"Stay still, baby girl," he scolds me, and I force myself to his command.
While his mouth is worshiping my cores, I feel the vibrator shaking inside of me and I become a moaning mess, higher the speed rises.
I sob and whimper, loud and wild, while he growls and circles his tongue between my folds and then he slides inside my drenched cores, sending me over the edges of my passion.
