Katherine
I barely get a chance to open the front door before I’m pushed inside, and up against the entry wall. Antonio’s lips are on mine, devouring me like I’m his next meal. I moan into his mouth when he draws my leg up to wrap around his waist. He groans when the full length of him pushes against my heated core.
The ringing of a phone pierces my lust filled head. Antonio groans and pulls away. I try to catch my breath as he pulls his phone from his pocket, and holds it to his ear.
“Che cosa,"(what) he growls into the phone.
Sliding my leg down to the ground, I stand on shaking legs. When I see Antonio's look of annoyance at being interrupted, I bite my lip to stop the giggle that wants to escape.
“Si Brother," he says gruffly. He slaps my ass when I slide past him, and head toward the stairs. Fuck it I may as well tease him as I go. Pulling my shirt over my head, I drop it to the floor and swing my hips as I walk.
I hear his deep growl from behind me.
“I’ll meet you upstairs, stud," I toss over my shoulder. I don’t miss the possessive look in his eyes, causing goosebumps to spread over my body.
I head to the closet in my bedroom, and grab the outfit I had picked out to wear for him when he was released. Hurrying to the bathroom, I strip the rest of my clothes off, and quickly pull on my outfit.
Standing in front of the mirror, I run my fingers through my hair to give it a mussed look. My red lipstick is on the sink where I left it, begging to be used. I swipe it over my swollen, pouty lips. “Kitten, is everything okay?" Antonio's deep husky voice calls out from the other side of the bathroom door.
“Everything is good, Stud. Give me a moment." I kick my discarded clothes to the side and notice my red heels sitting behind the door. Perfect just what I need to finish the look. Slipping them onto my feet, I blow out a deep breath and open the door.
“Holy fucken shit, luce del sole." He slams his hand over his chest.
I’ll take that as a good sign.
“You like…. You look…. You are…."
I lower my eyes and play with the hem of the short skirt, I feel suddenly shy. The way he is devouring me with his eyes causes butterfly’s to swarm in my belly. Placing his fingers under my chin he brings my face up to look at his.
“Fuck, Kitten. What are you trying to do to me?" He takes my hand and draws me forward. "Come out here, I want to see you better." He leads me into the bedroom, takes a couple of steps back, and sits on the edge of the bed. Then, he raises his finger in the air and twirls it around.
I turn slowly in a circle so, he can take in the sexy police outfit I picked up the last time Brooklyn and I went shopping. His eyes are smoldering, taking a few steps toward him, I stand between his spread legs, and mustering all my courage, jam one hand on my hip, pull the handcuffs from my belt and dangle them from my fingers.
“You want to play, Kitten?" His voice is deeper and huskier than normal as he runs his calloused hands up my bare legs.
“I need a new diary entry, and I thought you could help me. Stud."
He gives me a puzzled look, not sure what I mean.
“I want to write about all the naughty things you are going to do to me." The words have barely left my lips when, he grips my hips, and I’m on my back on the bed. Antonio is looming above me.
“Whoa, Stud," I giggle.
“You want me to cuff you, Kitten?" His voice is thick with his Italian accent, and it sends shivers dancing down my spine. Before I can answer, he leans forward and kisses me. Then, he pulls back, and whispers against my lips “No, Kitten, I have a much better idea."
“Yeah, perno, and what’s that?"
He raises a dark eyebrow at my use of the Italian name for Stud.
“Ah, my Kitten, has been learning." He taps my nose causing me to scrunch it.
Leaning back, he stares at me, runs his hands down, then back up my body until he reaches the buttons running down the middle of my outfit. He slowly unfastens them, one by one. My breathing hitches when he pushes both sides of the bodice away from my body, lowers his head and kisses my breasts through my red lacy bra. I forgot I had that bra on. Fuck, I hope I have the matching panties on too. Snatching a quick look down, I thank the pantie gods they are matching.
“Fanculo, Kitten you’re sexy as fuck. And it’s all mine."
He takes my mouth in a deep kiss. When we part, we're both breathing heavy. He slides from the bed, stands and gazes at me through hooded eyes. Taking his shirt off, the glint of his piercing catches my eye. I lick my lips, wanting to play with it. My eyes savor the sight of him, when he unzips his pants, and reveals his black boxer briefs. Fuck, my man is sexy. He bends over, and picks something up off the dressing table before slowly making his way to me.
“What's that?" I nod toward his hand as I sit up.
“I thought we could have some fun." He shows me what he has in his hand.
“With Nutella, Stud?"
“Fuck yeah, Kitten." He licks his lips.
Wow, just the thought of him smoothing chocolate spread over my body, and licking it off, has me wanting to beg him to shut up, and get on with it.
“Lay back, Kitten." Antonio chuckles when I throw myself eagerly back onto the pillows.
“As much I love this little get up, I want you naked." Before I have a chance to take my underwear off, he grips the side of my lace panties, and rips them from my body.
“Fuck, it’s hot when you do that, Stud," I giggle, and sit up to take my heels off.
“Leave them on," Antonio asks.
I nod and lay back as he crawls onto the bed between my spread legs. I hear the lid on the jar click as he opens it before placing it on the nightstand. He flicks the front clasp of my bra open, and I sigh when Antonio’s mouth latches onto my nipple. I shiver when he runs his finger, coated with Nutella, over the other nipple. Switching breasts, he licks, sucks and nips off the chocolate, while he coats the other nipple with Nutella.
Moaning at the sensation being created, I wriggle with delight. Every pull, lick and bite from his mouth shoots straight to my core. Releasing my breast with a soft pop, he sits back on his ankles, and runs two fingers covered in chocolate, down my chest. He reaches my clit, and rubs his fingers in circles, pulling a moan from me.
Leaning over, he laps at my body like a starved man, until he reaches my clit. He sucks forcibly, inserts one, then another finger, stretching me until he finds my g-spot. The insistent rubbing causes my body to tense up as bolts of electricity shoot through me. I fall into an orgasm so fierce, I swear it feels like I’m flying. He slides up my body, and I hum at the feel of his weight on top of me.
“Kitten, open your eyes.”
I didn’t even realize they were closed, opening them, I see his handsome face smiling at me. “We should do that more often, Stud," I murmur, bringing a deep laugh from him. He bends over and kisses me, I moan at my taste on his tongue.
“We haven’t finished yet, Kitten."
“Oh really, what do you have in mind now?”
“I want to do it kitty style.”
“Don’t you mean doggy style, Stud?”
“No, I mean kitty style. Me on top, pounding into your tight heat, as you drag your nails down my back.”
“Oooh, I like the sound of that." I lift up, and wrap my mouth around his piecing making him moan, his hand holds the back of my head in place. I run my nails down his back, causing him to hiss and arch into my hands.
“Fuck me, Antonio.”
Leaning down, he kisses me hard. I bring my legs up, catch his boxer briefs with my heel, and drag them down until I feel his hard cock bounce free. The tip hits my clit, and I moan. Antonio also groans at the contact.
“Fuck, Kitten, I can’t wait," Antonio growls, breaking the kiss
“Now, Antonio, please. Fuck me, now.”
With one hard thrust, he's inside me. I groan, and my nails dig into his back just as he asked. Thrust after thrust, he pounds into me until we are both lost in the sensation between us. I’m not sure who’s making more noise, but I’m soaking in every feeling he is causing to race through my body. One last thrust and he takes me over the edge with him. I feel him explode inside me, triggering more spasms to run through my body.