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It was hypocritical of me, considering I had been the one to bring it up in the first place.
“Is that what you want?” he asked, too calmly.
“No,” I said hurriedly, gripping his shirt and trembling. “I just don’t want to lose my best friend. I… I don’t–”
All at once, his body relaxed like butter melting. He smoothly and carefully gripped my jaw, pulling my eyes to meet his, and my breath caught in my throat as I saw the intense look he gave me.
The desire in his eyes was burning as if all the walls he usually had around him had been knocked down. This was the deep part of him that I knew no one ever saw. The affection that bordered on devotion was completely overwhelming.
“I can’t stop,” he whispered, his eyes reflecting the emotions we both longed to say. “I don’t want to.”
I melted against him like fresh snow in the middle of spring. His hands grounded me, and I swear I became a pile of puddy under those eyes. He could mold me and shape me any way he wanted, and I wouldn’t have given a damn.
But he wanted me, the way I was right now. Like a balloon filled with every unsaid word between us, I was nearly bursting at the seams.
“I don’t want to either,” I whispered, barely audible between us, but I knew he had heard me.
Lost to our passion, Giovani kissed me hard and rough, shoving his tongue into my mouth, and I met him every step of the way. He gripped my hair, and I fell back onto my bed as he pushed me down.
Trapped between his rock-hard body and the soft cushioning of the bed, I wrapped my legs around his waist, not once disconnecting from our kiss.
“You wore this just to tease me, didn’t you?” Giovani growled before he went in for another kiss, scraping his teeth over my bottom lip.
“Maybe,” I responded breathily before he swallowed me up again.
He was just as starving as I was as he pulled my T-shirt over my head, baring my upper body to him. He squeezed my breasts and I gasped into his mouth.
He laid me back on the bed so I could catch my breath and while his mouth became busy sucking on my nipples, his fingers invaded past my panties and straight to my core.
I moaned as he touched me, driving me nuts already as he plunged a finger straight into my cunt, already dripping wet for him.
I called his name like a prayer as he switched to my other breast, driving his finger in and out of my quivering pussy.
I lost myself to the pleasure, moaning loudly without a care as he finger-fucked me. One turned to two and then three, and he grunted, swallowing up my moans to keep me quiet.
He pulled out just as I was about to come and I whined unhappily, but he only kissed me on the lips with a smirk before lowering himself down. I trembled in anticipation, biting my lip as he shed my panties and gripped my thighs to spread them apart.
I gripped the curls in his hair as he licked a long strip up my cunt, and I cried his name as he swallowed all my liquid like I was a banquet just for him.
I held my grip as I came heavily, my toes curling from the sheer force and I gasped, shutting my eyes tightly as I hung onto the feeling for as long as I could.
But even after it faded away, he didn’t leave me lonely for long.
“You’re fucking delicious,” Giovani uttered as he held himself above me, kissing me deeply.
I tasted myself on my tongue, letting him invade every corner of my mouth as if he owned it.
He stood on his knees, pumping his cock in one hand as he stared down at me. I brushed my hair from my neck as he demanded, “Flip.”
One part of me wanted to argue with him, wanted to tease him a little longer, but it was swallowed by the part that kept staring at his massive cock, watching his hands keep it warm until it plunged into me.
I whimpered needily as I flipped onto my stomach, pressing my ass into the air and waving it teasingly.
His breath hitched in his throat and he pressed my legs together firmly, running his fingers up and down my slit.
“I need it,” I whined, my face pressed against the bed as he played with my cunt.
I heard him rustling through plastic, putting on a condom, and I hummed in approval.
I felt myself dripping down my legs as he lined up against me and then pushed in. I moaned as loud as I could, only blindly accepting every inch of him slowly and steadily.
I kept still, just like I knew he wanted, until I was completely filled with him, but once he was situated, the monster came out to play.
He pulled out, leaving only the tip in, and then slammed into me, setting a harsh rhythm that had me moaning breathlessly with every thrust.
He leaned over my back, pulling my hair together and gripping it tightly. My eyes rolled back into my head, completely lost to his animalistic movements.
I muffled my scream in the sheets as the two of us came, and I heard him swearing over my shoulder, gripping my ass tight enough to leave marks.
His breath was ragged as he leaned over my body like a warm cocoon, protecting me as we came down from the high. I felt boneless, still seeing stars behind my eyelids as he cleaned up.
I moved onto my side, wrapping my arms tightly around my pillow as he laid gentle kisses down my back. He wrapped me into his arms, pulling me against him, and I shut my eyes, just breathing.
The smell of sex still lingered in the air, and my eyes naturally closed as he spooned me from behind.
“I should go, Carino,” he said after a few minutes of this soft peace.
I hid my disappointment, yawning as I nodded. I clenched my hands into the bed sheets to prevent myself from reaching out to him and begging him not to go.
He gathered up his clothes and paused at the doorway. I felt his eyes on me, waiting for me to say something, but I wasn’t going to.
The door shut behind him, and I buried my face into my bedding, curling up. My bed felt too big, too wide, and too empty now.
Was this how it would always be for us?
I wasn’t sure how much longer I could go on like this.
*Olivia*
I woke up alone.
I shivered as soon as I opened my eyes, the cold on my skin biting down to the bone. I had goosebumps all along my arms and legs like I had been left out in a snowstorm for too long.
I was completely naked, and I wrapped my arms around my upper body as I sat up, holding close for any little bit of warmth I could gather.
Feeling like a detective, I tried to figure out what had happened last night. Giovani had come, had sex with me, and then left. I tried to sleep but I kept tossing and turning. I just couldn’t get comfortable last night.
I sighed, realizing now why I was so cold. My bed was in disarray, a product of my moving again and again last night.
The comforter was in a pile on the floor and the sheets were halfway off the bed, tangled up in a line. Even a few pillows had been a casualty of my uncomfortable slumber.
I grumbled to myself as I grabbed my comforter and pulled it around me. If I had woken up next to Giovani, this wouldn’t have been a problem.
With him beside me, I would’ve been warm all night long. The longing for that dream was stronger than anything I had ever known. All I wanted was to wake up to his gorgeous face and beautiful eyes and have him call me that pet name as he kissed me awake.
