smut warning.

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I swirl my tongue over his tip and he let's out a soft, but groggy, moan escape past his plump lips. I stop pumping his shaft and drag my tongue down to the base of dick.

He groans and grips the steering wheel even harder as he tries controlling himself, but it isn't working.

I drag my tongue over his shaft, each bulging vein on his dick feeling a bit rough underneath my tongue. I moan by just thinking about it and get back to pumping him with my right hand.

"Amore..." he mumbles while grabbing my hair. I close my eyes when he tugs at my hair gently. This sends sprinkles of pleasure throughout my body and right down to my core.

I lower my head and wrap my lips around his tip. I push my head down past my limit and I gag on his dick, loving the feeling of his tip at the back of my throat.

His hand keeps my head down for a few more seconds. I gag again and he releases my hair. He let's out a deep moan when I swirl my tongue over his tip.

I make a mental note that he likes that.

He moans deeply again and just hearing him like this, soaks my underwear. I press my thighs together when I feel my clit pulse, begging for Vincenzo to do something to me to ease the growing arousal between my legs.

I feel him twitch in my hand and mouth, and starting to quicken my motions. "Fuck Nyx," he moans, and just a second later, thick ropes of cum shoot down my throat.

My head stays motionless as I taste the salty, warm liquid on my tongue. Vincenzo groans and shifts in his seat a bit. I lift my head, licking his tip, before looking into his hooded eyes.

I tuck him back into his underwear and zip up his jeans. While buttoning his jeans, the car comes to a full stop. I look to the side to see that were are already home.

Vincenzo kills the engine and pulls the keys out of the ignition. He gets out of the car and rushes over to my side. He opens my door and pulls me out of the car, lifting me up into his arms bridal style.

"Someone is in a rush," I comment which makes him smirk while walking towards the house. He unlocks the door and pushes it open.

The door harshly bangs against the frame when he kicks it shut. He rushed up the stairs and to our bedroom, not even bothering to close the door.

He tosses me onto our bed and pulls his shirt off his body. He walks over to me while throwing his shirt to the side. He grabs my legs and yanks me down forward, my pulsating clit slamming against his growing erection.

This bed is just high enough for Vincenzo to slam into to me without having to adjust his of my height.

Perfect sex bed.

Shut up.

You were thinking it just a few seconds ago.

He drops down to his knees and looks between my legs with a wide smile. "You are the only woman that brings me down to my knees," he says and I roll my eyes at how cheesy he's being.

He pushes my dress up to expose my white underwear that matches with my dress. "You know how this works," he says and I frown when I hear the sound of material being ripped apart.

He tosses my ripped underwear to the side and licks his bottom lip. "You're dripping," he mumbles while dragging his finger down my clit.

I suppress a moan when he draws circles along my sensitive clit. He uses his other finger to flick my throbbing bud. I squirm around which causes him to press my waist down to keep my still.

He slips his finger inside of me and I can't explain how much I've missed feeling like this.

His finger moves in and out of my at a torturous slow pace and I can see that he's enjoying making me feel this way from the smile on his face.

"Please..."

"Please what?" He almost laughs.

"Make me feel good, please," I beg, tossing all of my pride our the window.

He pulls his finger out of me and I frown. I lift my head to see what he's doing. My head drops down to the bed once more when his tongue licks over every sensitive nerve.

I let out a breathy moan and he smiles against my clit before sucking on it a few times. The new motion sends pleasure throughout my body.

My hips buck forward, begging for more. His tongue teases my entrance and I groan, wanting him to stop teasing me like this.

I try to close my legs but he slaps the side of my thigh. "Don't." He gets back to drawing circles overy entrance with his tongue and I can't fight the urge to close my legs.

He uses his other hand to push my left thigh to the side and keep it there. With my legs spread out wider, he has more access, intensifying the level of pleasure I'm going through.

"Enzo..." My hands go down to his hair and I try pulling his head up. I don't want him to stop, but for some reason, this is overwhelming.

I just need a breather.

He doesn't let me pull his head up as he continues devouring me. My head rolls back against the soft covers and I fight the urge to tell him to stop.

His tongue rolls over my entrance before going inside of me, my eyes struggling to stay open in that moment.

"Enzo..." I suck in a sharp breath as his tongue does wonders. My legs start to come together again, his left hand slipping away from my thigh.

He stops doing what he was doing and lifts his head. "Nyx," he grumbles. I don't like it when he says my name, it feels wrong when he does.

His tongue drags over his bottom lip as he licks my wetness off his lip. "I told you to not close your legs."

"I can't help it," I quickky reply and he narrows his eyes at me.

Vincenzo gets up from the floor and sits down next to me. He pulls me into his lap, my exposed core pressing down against his hard on.

I softly moan and balance my head on his shoulder. He lifts his hips slightly, the rough material of jeans rubbing against my sensitive clit.

"Stay still." I ignore him entirely as I slowly roll my hips over his erection. My head stays on his shoulder as I move my hips faster.

Vincenzo grabs my waist with both his hands and lifts me up just enough to make me stop moving my hips.

"You don't listen," he chuckles while shaking his head. His handsove up my body, slowly letting me fall back onto his lap, as he forcesy dress up.

He takes it off for me and tossed it to the side, leaving me with only my bra. His eyes drop down to my cleavage and he licks his bottom lip.

His eyes come back to mine when I gently roll my hips. He groans and pulls my leg to the side. He forces me to lay flat over his lap with my ass sticking up a bit.

"What are you–" the harsh slap against my ass makes me swallow my words. His hand comes down against my ass even harder than he previous slap.

A third slap comes down on my ass and I moan out his name. He slaps my ass again, my hands balling the covers inbetween my fists due to how hard that was.

"Vincenzo, wa–" I'm cut off by another hard slap. The room is quiet, except for the loud sound of his hand coming down against my ass. "Enzo, ju–" he doesn't let me speak any further.

Another slap to my ass causes my body to jerk forward, a moan slipping out in the process. I try to crawl away from Vincenzo but he wraps his free arm around my waist and pulls me back onto his lap.

Two fingers slide into me and I can't keep my moans in. He slowly moves his fingers in and out of me, pleasure slowly building inside of my stomach.

He unwraps his arm from my waist and uses that hand to slap my ass. "Fuck," I curse, not caring that he hates it. Another slap comes down on my ass, probably because I just swore.

His finger keep working inside of me, faster than before though. I lift my ass a bit to get a different angle of how he's sliding his fingers in and out of me.

I moan into the covers as he slaps my ass again. My body jerks forward, but I quickly push my ass back, making his fingers sink further inside of me.

Slap after slap, my body jerks forward, but I keep pushing it back to make him hit that one spot inside of me.

He quickens his pace and I bury my moans into the sheets, shy that he can hear me so clearly. His other hand slides down my back and stops by my bra.

I feel the tightness of my bra loosen as he unclips it. He slows down and goes slower, but is more aggressive with each stroke.l.of his fingers. Each time his fingers slam into me, my body jerks forward like I'm some rag doll.

The thin straps of my bra slide down my shoulder each time I jerk forward. He somehow pulls the straps apart, completely dismantle my bra.

He pulls it away from my chest and tosses it to the side. His fingers squeeze my hardened nipple before massaging my breast with his large, warm hand.

"Enzo, I–" with my body jerking forward, I cum all over his fingers. My shaky thighs slip down until I'm laying on his lap once more.

His fingers slowly pump me for the last time before he pulls them out of me. His hand keeps massaging my breast, soft moans escaping my lips as keeps doing so.

I roll over and lie on my back inside. My eyes widen when I see him sucking on his fingers. His stormy eyes meet my bright eyes and he smirks as he pulls his fingers of his mouth.

"Well done, amore," he praises me, his hand still massaging my breast. He watches my face with a smile as soft moans slip out of my mouth.

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