REINA

My body was on fire. Every inch of me trembled as I lay sprawled across Domenico’s wide sectional couch, my dress bunched uselessly around my waist like a forgotten belt. My legs were still spread wide, obscenely open, my pussy throbbing and dripping from the way he’d just devoured me. The lights filtering through the tall windows painted everything in a soft, silvery glow, making my skin look flushed and slick with sweat. I could feel my own wetness cooling on my inner thighs, my clit pulsing with every heartbeat.

What am I doing? The thought flickered weakly in the back of my mind, drowned out by the heavy pounding of my pulse. Paolo’s face flashed for half a second—then vanished as Domenico rose above me like a dark god, his fingers working the buttons of his shirt one by one.

God, he was beautiful. Dangerous. Every button he undid revealed more of his sculpted chest, the hard ridges of his abs, the trail of dark hair disappearing into his trousers. His eyes never left mine—burning, possessive, hungry. My breath came in shallow pants as I watched him, my nipples still tight and aching from his mouth, my pussy clenching around nothing.

"Oh fuck..." I whispered, the words slipping out before I could stop them. My voice sounded wrecked already.

He shrugged the shirt off his broad shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. The muscles in his arms flexed as he reached for his belt. The metallic clink of the buckle sent a fresh rush of heat between my legs. I bit my lip hard, trying to hold back the whimper building in my throat, but it escaped anyway—soft and needy.

"Mmm... Domenico..." I moaned low, my hips twitching involuntarily. I was so empty. So desperate. My body still hummed from the way his fingers had fucked me, from his tongue sucking on my clit like he owned it.

He pushed his trousers down, and my eyes widened. His cock sprang free—thick, heavy, and rock-hard, the head glistening with pre-cum. It bobbed against his stomach as he kicked his clothes aside, standing completely naked in front of me. My mouth went dry even as my pussy flooded with fresh arousal.

Just one night, I reminded myself, but the words felt like a lie. One night with him was already ruining me.

Domenico moved closer, his gaze raking over my exposed body like he wanted to memorize every trembling inch. He wrapped a hand around his thick cock and stroked it slowly, base to tip, right in front of me. The sight made me whimper louder.

"Please..." The word tumbled out, shaky and broken. "I need you."

He climbed onto the couch, his powerful body caging me in. The heat radiating off him made my skin prickle. He gripped my thighs, spreading me even wider, and positioned the fat head of his cock at my entrance. He rubbed it up and down my soaked folds, coating himself in my wetness, teasing my swollen clit with every pass.

"Fuck... oh my god," I gasped, my back arching off the cushions. "Don’t tease me... please, Domenico... I can’t take it."

He pushed forward, just the tip breaching me, stretching my tight walls. My eyes rolled back and a loud, guttural moan tore from my throat.

"Ahhh! Yes... fuck yes..." I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders. He was so big. So thick. The burn was delicious, overwhelming. He sank in another inch, slow and deliberate, letting me feel every ridge, every vein.

"Mmmmfuck... you’re so deep already," I whimpered, my voice cracking. My legs shook around his hips as he worked himself deeper, inch by torturous inch, until his hips finally pressed flush against mine. He was buried to the hilt, filling me completely, stretching me in a way that made my toes curl and my mind go blank.

For a moment, neither of us moved. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, my walls fluttering and clenching around him desperately. The fullness was insane. Perfect. Sinful.

Then he pulled back and slammed in hard.

"Oh shit—yes!" I screamed, my head falling back against the cushions. He set a brutal rhythm immediately, fucking me deep and fast, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing through the living room with every powerful thrust. My breasts bounced wildly with the force of it, nipples grazing his chest.

"Fuck me... harder... please!" I begged, my voice hoarse and filthy. "Mmm... yes, Domenico... just like that—oh god, you’re so fucking big!"

He growled above me, one hand gripping my hip hard enough to bruise while the other pinched and rolled my nipple. The sharp sting mixed with the pleasure slamming through my core, making me sob with need. Every thrust hit that perfect spot inside me, sending sparks exploding behind my eyes.

I was losing control completely. My moans turned into broken, unintelligible cries as he pounded into me. "Ahh! Fuck... mmmmfuck yes... don’t stop—please don’t stop!"

My hands roamed his back, nails raking down his skin as I pulled him deeper. The couch creaked beneath us. My juices coated his cock, dripping down with every brutal stroke, the obscene wet sounds driving me even crazier.

Domenico leaned down, capturing my mouth in a messy, hungry kiss. I moaned into it, sucking on his tongue the way he’d done to me earlier, desperate and shameless. He fucked me harder, grinding his pelvis against my clit with every thrust.

I broke the kiss, gasping for air. "I’m gonna come... oh fuck, I’m so close—Domenico!"

"Come for me," he growled against my ear, his voice dark and commanding. "Let me feel this tight little pussy squeeze my cock."

His words pushed me over the edge. My orgasm crashed through me like a tidal wave. My back arched violently, my thighs clamping around his waist as I came hard, screaming his name.

"Domenico—fuck! Yes... mmmmfuuuuck!" My walls spasmed wildly around him, milking his thick cock as pleasure ripped through every nerve in my body. I shook uncontrollably, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes from the intensity.

But he didn’t stop. He kept thrusting through my orgasm, drawing it out, making it last until I was a sobbing, whimpering mess beneath him. My body was limp, oversensitive, yet still craving more.

He slowed for a moment, still buried deep, and looked down at me with those intense eyes. His thumb brushed my swollen lips, and I instinctively sucked it into my mouth, moaning softly around it.

I knew then, with his cock still pulsing inside me and my body singing with pleasure, that one night wasn’t going to be enough.

Not even close.