Seduced by the Italian (3 page)

Marco followed her pointed gaze. Taking his hard length in one hand he pushed his hips forward. “Suck me, Joanna.”

Needing no further provocation, Joanna dropped to her knees, closing her hands around his massive tool. She felt his hand on her head, guiding her. Her tongued darted out, licking the head like a giant lollipop. When Marco groaned, she glanced upward, meeting his sensuous gaze as she opene
d her mouth to take him inside.

“Oh, Joanna.” H
is hips bucked, pushing more of his length into her willing mouth. She relaxed her throat, taking in as much as she could before slidi
ng back to suck the tender tip.

Vaguely she heard him saying something that sounded like ‘so good
.’
She was lost in his pleasure and in giving him pleasure. She’d never thought giving a blow job could be such
a turn on for her.

In and out, in and out, she stroked him with her lips and tongue. Reaching between his legs, she cupped his balls, squeezing gently as she concentrated on sucking as hard as she could.

“No.
” Marco pulled her head back, and his dick slid from betw
een her lips with a little popping sound
. “If
you keep that up, I will
come.”

“If that’s what you want.” She reached for him
again
but he grabbed her
wrist, pulling her to her feet.

“Not
now. Maybe next time.” He led her to his bedroom and placed her on the bed. “This time I want to be inside of that hot little pussy of yours when I come.”

Joanna shivered. She’d never been so turned on in all of her life. She couldn’t wait to have him inside of her. Spreading her legs, she opened herself to him. He lowered himself on top of her, keeping most of his weight off of her with his elbow
s. Skin to skin, she trembled.

She could feel the head of his dick probing her, seeking her opening. Lifting slightly, Marco guided himself into her. He filled her completely, the sheer size of him str
etching her to accommodate him.

“Are you alright?” He held still above her, looking into her eyes, seeking any sign of distress.

She wasn’t alright. She was on the verge of something unknown, yearning for a fulfillment that only he could give her. She wanted all of him. “I’m better than alright.” She lifted her hips, taking more of him.

It was all the encouragement
Marco needed.
His big dick rammed into her, pulling almost all the way out before slamming into her v
oracious pussy again and again.

Joanna met him thrust for thrust, loving the way his body pounded into hers. She dre
w her legs up and over his
hips. Digging her heels into his ass, she humped upward on his dick with each of his downward thrusts.

“That’s it,
” Marco whispered encouragingly, his voice dark and sinful.
“R
ide my big, hard dick with that tight little pussy.” One hand covered her breast, squeezing in rhythm with his movements.

Their bodies were slick with perspiration, their breaths short gasps as they raced toward fulfillment. Joanna could feel the crest sweeping over her.

“Come,” Marco ordered
. “Come for me.”

“Oh
…
oh, Marco.” Her pussy clenched around his dick as the orgasm hit her.

“Joanna…
tesoro
.
” He came with her, his body plunging quickly into hers as he released his seed.

He rolled to his side, pulling her close. Joanna snuggled against him, one leg thrown over his hip
, his dick still buried in her.

“That was the best sex of my entire life.”

Joanna pulled back slightly. “That was supposed to be my line.”

Marco trailed a finger lazily across her shoulder and downward toward her breast, smiling sexily when the tip puckered. “You are the most responsive woman I have ever bedded.”

“I think it’s just you. My ex-husband would totally disagree with
you
.” She burrowed into his chest while making that admission.

He cupped her chin in one lean hand, forcing her to meet his eyes. “Then your ex-husband is a fool. It is his job to be the man, to make you feel like the desirable woman that you are.”

Joanna closed her eyes. “You make me feel sexy.”

“You
are
sexy. I saw you coming down the mall today and I waited for you.”

“Really?”

“Oh, yes.” He pushed her hair behind her ear, leaning over to nibble gently on the exposed lobe. “I want you again.”

Joanna could feel him stirring inside of her and her shocked eyes met his.

He laughed at her expression. “I told you, you are a very desirable woman.” His lips touched her throat. “Tell me what your fantasy is, Joanna.”

His touch was heat, his voice hypnotic, drawing a response from her.

“My husband would never do me doggie style.”

“His loss,
” Marco uttered as he pulled out
of
her, turning her so that she was on her stomach. “Put the pillow under your head, Joanna and lift your ass up in the air.”

Joanna obeyed, moving to the middle of the bed as he scooted behind her. She felt his dick probing between her thighs, soaking himself in her juices. Holding her hips with his hands, he plunged his dick into her, feed
ing
her
sopping pussy with long stokes.

“How does that feel?”
His voice was like velvet.

Joanna gasped, amazed at the sensations. “So good, Marco.”

He leaned over her
,
running his hands up her stomach to take her swaying
breast
s
in
his
hands. “You were made for fucking, Joanna.”

His words added to the ecstasy his body created in her. Joanna moaned, giving in to the act of sex with an abandon she’d never allowed herself. She pushed back into his thrusts. “Harder, please.”

Marco grabbed her hips, pulling her around to the edge of the bed as he stepped off, never pulling out of her. “
This time,
I’m going to bang you until you scream, Joanna.”

And he proceeded to do just that. With each hard thrust, Joanna could feel her breasts
jiggle, yearning for his hands.
As if he sensed her needs, he ordered her to touch herself. “Pinch your nipples for me, Joanna.”

H
e slid one hand around her, delving into the blond
e
curls between her legs. His talented
finger found her slippery clit.

“Marco.
” She
bucked, wanting the ride to go on and on.
She pulled at her nipples, adding to her pleasure. She had never touched herself during the act of sex.
All too soon she felt the familiar wave sweep over her.

“That is it. Come on
my cock
.” Marco pumped faster.
His balls slapped against her ass ch
eeks with each thrust
.
His short, sharp jabs triggered another orgasm
.

Joanna gave herself over the feeling
.

* * * * *

She awoke the next morning to Marco’s h
ands on her breasts as he thrust
his already aro
used body against her backside.

“Ummm.” She snuggled back into him, loving the feel of his body
surrounding hers.

His mouth touched her back, trailing kisses across her shoulder and up her neck, while his nimble fingers c
ontinued to stroke her breasts.

“Joanna?”

She was lost in a sensual haze
. “Hmmm.”

“Soon we will have to get up.”

She wiggled her backside against him. “I think one of us is already up.”

Marco captured her hip with one lean hand, holding her against him. “And what are you going to do about it?”

Turning quickly, she
pushed him onto his
back, her body straddling his. “I think I’
ll ride you
.
” She lowered her aching cunt onto his hard rod, taking him slowly inside of her.

“Ahhh…Joanna, I think you are going to kill me.” His big hands fondled her breasts. “But I will go with a smile on my face.”

Placing her hands on his broad chest, she began to pump up and down on his massive dick. He felt so good inside of her. She’d
never forget her time with him.

She wanted to laugh out loud. S
he wanted to shout to the world –
she was forty…and fabulous.