TONY: Slow Burn (Raging Fire Book 1) by Kallypso Masters (the false prince TXT) 📕

let go with a scream that would probably scare the fish a mile away. Wave after wave of intense pleasure washed over her. She wanted to grab his head again to make sure he didn’t stop too soon but wouldn’t be able to continue to hold herself upright and maintain eye contact with him if she did so.

“Oh God, Tony! Yesss!”

At its zenith, she closed her eyes because the magnitude of the orgasm was stronger than expected. Her body shook with the final intensity of her climax. Carm gasped for air as the movements of his tongue and fingers slowed, and she came back down from somewhere in the stratosphere.

Carm held onto the feeling for several moments. When she ventured to meet his gaze again, Tony pulled his face away from her sex and grinned. His lips and chin glistened with her juices making her forget her own middle name for a moment.

“Thank you for sharing yourself with me like that, dolcezza.”

He was thanking her? She continued to try to fill her lungs as she eased down from the incredible high with great reluctance. Could she string two words together and adequately convey her emotions and gratitude at the moment?

“I…That…I don’t…” Apparently not. Her brain had died at the sexy ministrations of Tony Giardano.

Suddenly, Tony propelled himself out of the water to stand at the edge of the pool next to her.

His erection rose large and hard between his legs. Oh my! She’d thought his fingers had filled her but couldn’t wait to feel his enormous cock inside her.

“You’re cute when you’re at a loss for words.” His smile faded as he kneeled beside her and kissed her. Tasting her tangy juices on his lips stirred her to want to taste him. Tony ended the kiss and skimmed his lips over her cheek to her ear where he nibbled on her lobe and whispered, “You’re driving me crazy, woman. I can’t wait to watch you come the next time.”

Next time? She hadn’t recovered from this one!

Then again, if he thought this evening was done, he’d better think again.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Carm pulled away from him and whispered back, “But first, it’s my turn to watch you come.”

His cock throbbed at the sexy promise. Getting up from where she sat, she grabbed two towels from the table, shook one out, and laid it on the concrete next to Tony. “Stretch out on here.”

He got into position without hesitation, and she kneeled at his side, leaned over, and immediately drew one of his nipples between her teeth to flick her tongue over it. Electricity jolted straight to his cock.

“Carmella, you’re killing me already.”

Her hand grasped his hard cock. She took her mouth off his nipple and glanced up at him innocently. “Oh? Am I hurting you? Should I stop?”

Tony growled. “No, minx, but at some point this week, I promise to tease you to the brink of climax then stop without letting you come—if you leave me like this much longer.”

She giggled, seemingly pleased with the power she held over him, and lowered her mouth to his chest again to trail kisses between his nipples and down to his abdomen. She seemed in no hurry to reach her destination. Strands of her wet hair tickled his cock and balls. After what felt like a lifetime, her lips reached his cock while her fingers gently stroked his balls.

When her tongue swirled around the rim of his erection, he commanded. “Look at me, Carmella.”

She complied, once again pulling him into an intimacy he’d never experienced as keenly with any other woman. Her teeth gently grazed the tip of his cock before her lips covered them to keep from hurting him, and she applied more pressure.

“Jesus, woman.” His outcry spurred her on, and she grabbed the base of his cock to hold him steady as she sucked the tip of his organ into her hot mouth, released it, then sucked it back in again—slowly at first and then more forcefully each time.

When he thought he was on the brink of exploding—Seriously? They’d barely started!—she released his cock from her mouth.

She smiled.

He groaned. “Dear God, Carm.” Clearly his threat of denying her orgasms hadn’t deterred her from her teasing.

With a firm hand on his cock still, she moved her mouth to the side of his hip and laid down a row of nibbles, all the while maintaining eye contact.

Tony wrapped a thick strand of her hair around his fist and pulled her back toward his cock. Instead of obliging him, though, she wrapped her mouth around one of his balls and sucked. Fuck! His overly sensitive testicle burned. One wrong move, and she’d emasculate him. With her hand, she played with his other one a few moments. His cock bobbed in front of her, the distraction momentarily breaking her eye contact. Then she met his gaze again without being told, raised herself up, pulled his hard cock toward her, and wrapped her mouth around it fully.

He’d wanted this blowjob to last all night but knew he wasn’t going to be able to prolong it. Tugging her by the hair, he ground out, “I can’t wait another minute, Carmella. I’m going to come. Are you ready?”

He wasn’t sure if she’d want him to come on her, on the towel, or inside her mouth. Hopefully she understood the question. He couldn’t string many more words together.

When she tried to take him in her mouth again, thinking that should convey her readiness, he shook his head. “Answer me.”

She stroked his shaft with one hand while the other played with his balls. “I’ve never been more ready for anything in my life. I’m dying to taste you for the first time.”

His cock throbbed at her words. Without waiting for permission or another command from him, she took him inside her mouth once more and sucked—hard—her gaze never leaving his face.

Sweet Jesus!

Carm’s hand squeezed the lower part of his cock as if to mimic the feel of her walls clamping down