Chapter 4 Pleasured

• Talia’s POV
• “What do you think you are doing?” The voice in my head asked, as I fluttered my eyes shut, my hands hooking around Niccolo's neck.
• I couldn't believe this was really happening.
• That I was really kissing Niccolo like I had dreamed of for the past three years.
• However, Niccolo chose that moment to withdraw from the kiss, deciding to gaze into my eyes instead.
• “Are you sure you want to do this, Talia?” He asked, and I nodded eagerly without an iota of shame.
• My pussy was already vibrating with the intense hunger to be filled and sated with his cock.
• Speaking of his cock, I could imagine it was just as perfect as the rest of him was.
• The thought of it made my panties moisten with desire and intense arousal, and I nearly begged him to fuck me right there and then.
• “Okay,” Niccolo finally replied before cupping my face and capturing my lips with his.
• The world around us became nonexistent the moment he slotted his tongue into the wet warmth of my lips, causing ripulets of sensual hunger to cascade me as I kissed him back.
• Niccolo led the kiss and I knew we couldn't even have our tongues battle for dominance, because he would easily win.
• I was beyond horny and just wanted to have him inside me already.
• Niccolo tasted like the wine we had just drunk. For some lustful reasons, tasting the wine on his tongue was even better than drinking it.
• Sure, I had fooled around with guys and had kissed more than a few times but I had never had something so raw and animalistic like this.
• A kiss that made me yearn for more for the rest of my days.
• I never knew being kissed by the right person could tear an orgasm out of a person until that night.
• Withdrawing his mouth from mine, Niccolo looked into my eyes and pressed a kiss on my nose before kissing me from my clavicle to my throat down to my chest.
• Squeezing my boobs, he growled against my throat, further sparking an erotic current within me.
• Lustful famish swept through me as Niccolo unzipped my jumpsuit and unhooked my bra. He stopped kissing my throat for a moment as he gazed at my boobs.
• “They are perfect,” He said, and my pussy throbbed with something passionate.
• Thereafter, he proceeded to attach his lips to my left breast while fondling the other, and I had to press my lips into a thin line to prevent a moan from escaping, so as not to attract Mary's attention.
• “Don't worry the whole house is soundproof. They can't hear us, baby.” Niccolo said amidst the kisses he was now leaving on my tit. “So let it out for me, doll.”
• Niccolo had called me by two petnames in a short moment and I didn't know what to do with myself.
• That moment felt surreal because about a week ago, I was on a plane to New York, highly unsure that he'd ever see me as a woman.
• And now, not only were his lips fastened around my nipples, his free hand was also making it's way in between my legs.
• “You are so hot, doll,” He gruffed. “I have no idea how I managed to hold on for a fucking week.”
• “So you find me attractive?” I half-moaned and half-asked.
• “Attractive is an understatement,” Niccolo mumbled against my boob.“You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.”
• Pleasure tinged with elation simmered within me at his response, causing my panties to become more saturated with addictive lust.
• “I want to eat you out, doll,” Niccolo uttered, as he removed his mouth from my breast. “Will you let me?”
• Why wouldn't I when it had been a long time fantasy of mine?
• But I didn't say that aloud and only gave him a nod.
• Giving me a chaste kiss on the lips, Niccolo knelt in between my legs, undid my pants and rolled it downward while trailing kisses on my thighs.
• The next thing to come off was my panties, and I shivered as his knuckles brushed the aroused flesh of my clitoris.
• “You are so fucking wet, it's killing me,” Niccolo grunted. “Fuck, I can't take it anymore.”
• And with that, he kissed my clit then my soaking entrance before licking from the base of my vagina to the core, causing me to squirm.
• My core burned with fiery desire as Niccolo started eating me out with so much skill and dedication that it made me want to stop time because I didn't want such a hot moment to end.
• For a millisecond, I contemplated skipping the rest of my classes for that week or even that month, to stay at home and do nothing but get my pussy eaten by him.
• “Oh, Niccolo,” I whimpered, my fingers raking through his hair, desperate for something to hold on to because I could feel the last bit of my sanity slipping away.
• At that moment, all I could think of was Niccolo's tongue and it's dexterity.
• Without a warning, he slipped a finger into my core as he began lapping at my clit, like a camel drinking from an oasis in a desert.
• An overpowering wave of sexual ecstaty cascaded through me, making me feel overstimulated and full as I moaned loudly, without an iota of shame.
• The pleasure I felt in that moment was epic and I wanted to live in it forever.
• Just then, my stomach fluttered, and bright, white light flashed across my vision.
• “Oh, I love this so much.” I cried, as a cataclysmic wave of pleasure shot through my entire body, causing me to grip at Niccolo's hair.
• On the other hand, he didn't stop eating me out even as I writhed in pleasure, which made me cry harder and louder in elation.
• A minute later after I was out of my post-orgasmic haze, I gazed down to see Niccolo still licking the cum off my pussy.
• “You were amazing,” He said, and pressed a kiss to my clit.
• “Thanks,” I replied. “You were wonderful too.”
• “Do you want us to carry on or should we stop here?” He asked, trailing kisses down my leg.
• I wanted to carry on of course, so I nodded.
• “Yes, please.”
• Lying me on the bench, he stood up and situated himself in between my legs before sealing his lips over mine in a torrid smooch.
• Caressing my inner thigh, he kissed the crook of my shoulder and was about kissing my lips again when my phone suddenly rang, causing me to push him off in a fit of panic.
• Something clicked in my head at that moment and I quickly donned my clothes while Niccolo watched on in confusion.
• For some inexplicable reasons, I suddenly felt ashamed in Niccolo's presence.
• One glance at my phone told me it was a call from my service provider, so therefore it was irrelevant but I was desperate to leave the balcony.
• So I lied.
• “I-It's my friend. We have an assignment due for submission by midnight.” I rambled out, and without waiting for Niccolo's response, I ran into the house, my legs quivering–the blissful aftermath of a mindblowing orgasm.