12

Caterina

His words leave me questioning everything. Does he want just a physical connection, or is there something deeper here? I want to ask, but I’m afraid of adding more confusion to my already chaotic emotions. It feels like I’ve landed on a new, unfamiliar world.

With Luciano, things were never like this—Gianni was right. As unsettling as it was to gag on him, it was also thrilling. Each compliment and thrust spurred me on to please him even more. I wanted to be the one who made him happy, who made him come.

The salty tang of his cum still lingers on my tongue. Before now, I had never swallowed. It wasn’t half as bad as I expected. If anything, I feel closer to him than I ever did before. Even through the worst of it, we were in it together. He pushed my boundaries, but I wanted it.

My thighs rub together, the insides slick with the juices of arousal by the time he helps me to my feet.Another first.Just having him in my mouth, listening to his grunts and the filthy things he said