He went back to tasting her, quick thrusts of his magic tongue between her folds, nudging at her clit, her entrance. She was seeing static and shadows.

She could come like this, if he let her. She could come on her hands and knees, his face between her thighs. And she felt no shame.

Gloria gasped, shaking harder when she felt the velvet tip of his tongue dip between her cheeks to the secret puckered rim that no one had ever touched.

It felt…so good and so wrong. She wanted more and told him so with a rock of her hips.

He gave another grumble low in his chest. “Have you ever…?” He didn’t finish the question, merely replaced his tongue with the tip of his finger.

“No,” she squeaked at the gentle pressure. But for Aldo she would. She wanted it all.

“Do you want to?” His voice was barely a rasp now.

“Yes.”

He stroked both hands down her sides, over her hips, gripping her there. She could feel him deciding.

“Everywhere that you touch me, you erase something dark,” Gloria whispered.

His lips brushed the curve of her hip. Then his teeth grazed her flesh. The sensation was so new and carnal that Gloria’s skin pebbled.

“You like that.” A statement, not a question. For the first time, Gloria felt like Aldo was a willing participant in this exploration.

“Yes.” She peeked down between her legs to where his erection hung heavily, brushing the inside of her thighs. A drop of precum appeared and dripped down to the floor. She shuddered with the thrill of it. “Let me be your fantasy, Aldo,” she pleaded. “Like you’re mine.”

“Fuck, sweetheart. When you say things like that, how can I deny you anything?”

“Why would you want to?” she whispered, submitting to the slow, steady stroke of his hands down her body and back up. Over and over again until her skin was aflame.

“I want to be careful with you.”

“I won’t break,” she argued.

“God.” On that mournful word, Aldo slammed home into her wet, begging channel.

It stole the breath from her lungs, and Gloria gasped for air. With one hand, he reached under her to grip her breast, kneading it as he pulled out and sank back into her. He tugged at her nipple over and over again while he jerked her hips back into him. She could hear the steady slap of his balls against her and felt dizzy with desire.

It had never been like this. And she didn’t want to miss a second of it for the rest of her life.

He gave a guttural grunt as she flexed around him. “Already, baby?”

Still gripping her breast, Aldo used his other hand to find that needy bundle of nerves between her legs.

“OhmygodAldo!” She was incoherent as he fucked into her tight body with the power she knew his body possessed.