Page 35 of Urgent Vows
"Yes."
He lets me touch until I've run my fingers over every line. Then he turns to face me, his expression ferocious with its violent need.
But I'm not frightened. I'm excited. And intrigued. His male nipples are hard points in the center of dark, coin sized discs. Would he enjoy me touching them like I enjoyed him playing with mine? Curious, I circle one with a fingertip and then brush over it. He sucks in a harsh breath.
The way his chest rises and falls under my hand fills me with pleasure and a sense of power. I can arouse him like he does me. "You like it too," I observe.
"Yes."
"Will you like this as well?" I lean forward and gently tug on one tiny nipple with my teeth.
He groans and puts his hand behind my head, holding me in place. An image of him doing that, his hands buried in my hair, when his hard sex is in my mouth flashes through my brain. I want that, but I know if I try to drop to my knees, I'll regret the exertion.
Pulling my head away so I can look up at him, I tell him. "When I can kneel, I want to take you in my mouth."
"Fuck." He steps back and jerks the rest of his clothes off with rapid movements.
His penis juts out from his body, engorged and darker than the skin on his thighs, it sends a frisson of sensual fear through me. It's much bigger than I expected it to be.
One of the limits of learning on my computer has been that my father had parental controls on both my sister's and my laptops. Which I hate because I haven't been a child for a long time, but it wasn't a fight worth waging with him. I wasn't going to win regardless.
So, no porn sites. No sites with naked bodies at all. Carlotta and I used to complain to each other, but that's as far as it went. Complaining.
I've seen a hard penis before, only because one of the girls at school bought a sex magazine with male models. It was illuminating, but nothing like seeing Severu in the flesh now.
I don't know how something that big is supposed to fit inside me. I have to use the smallest tampons during my monthly, which means changing them more often, but the bigger ones aren't comfortable.
"Can I touch?" I look up at him to see his face when he answers.
His expression is feral, and I feel an answering atavistic reaction in my own body. This thing we are about to do, it is as old as humanity and as natural as the earth itself.
"Yes," he growls out.
I reach out and wrap my fingers around him. They don't quite touch, but that doesn't stop me moving my hand to learn his shape. The skin of his sex is like the softest velvet, but his dick is hard like steel.
"You are so warm." I lick my suddenly dry lips. "I like it."
"You're taking me to the brink,mi dolce gatto," he rasps.
Chapter 12
CATALINA
"If you come, will you get hard again?" Should I stop touching him?
"Can you doubt it?" he growls. "But I don't want to come until I am inside you."
I bite my lip. "I don't think you are going to fit," I tell him, though my vagina is pulsing with the need for him to try.
He growls and tugs my lip from my teeth. "I told you to stop that."
I shift my gaze from his sex to his handsome face again. "If I don't, what are you going to do?" I'm not sure where this daring sensual woman is coming from, but I like her.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Kiss me?"
"That's hardly a punishment."
