Chapter Seventeen

~ Anthony ~

Vito was hovering.

It was cute, but it was also annoying. I really hadn't gotten a scratch on me. Granted, there were a few bruises and my hand and foot hurt like hell from knocking everyone out, but there had been no blood.

That had to count for something.

"I'm fine, Vito."

"Just let me do this," Vito said as he ran a wet cloth down my arm. "I need to get that picture of you standing in the middle of all those bodies out of my head."

"Seriously, I'm fine."

"I'll decide that once I check you over."

"Vito." I grabbed him by his shirt collar and pulled him closer until we were nose to nose. I could see the concern and worry in his eyes, but it was the fear that bothered me. "I wouldn't lie to you."

I fingered the collar of Vito's shirt and then let my hand trail lazily down the front of his chest. "But maybe you should check me out just to be sure."

Vito's brow flickered.

I could almost smell the man's growing arousal. Vito's eyes flickered with growing lust as he watched the tiny movement of my tongue.

I didn't say a word as I straddled the man's thighs like an expert bull rider. From the desire I could see burning in Vito's dark eyes, no words were needed. Vito knew exactly what I wanted.

An involuntary shiver raced through my body when the Vito's large hands closed around my waist. They were pulling me closer.

My cock ached, my need growing with every passing second. I knew if I didn't get Vito's cock in my ass in the next sixty seconds, I was going to blow without him.

And wouldn't that be the saddest thing on earth?

I felt a fraction of fear when my shirt was suddenly ripped open, bits of fabric flying in every direction. That fear slithered away when I felt those delicious hands move over my chest, settling on my nipples to pluck and pull at them.

I dropped my head back on my shoulders and groaned. It was unintelligible sound, but crystal clear in its volume. A deep groan of need, my need.

Vito seemed to know just how much to tug, to pull, how much pressure to use to bring me to the very edge of bliss.

That bliss was ripped away when a sudden pain started in my head. I blinked in shock, not from the pain of Vito's hand fisting in my hair, but from heat I could see building in Vito's eyes, turning them darker with every passing second.

When Vito used the hand gripping my hair to push me down to my knees between his thighs, I couldn't help but grin.

I knew what Vito wanted.

I quickly lowered the man's zipper and reached in to pull his cock out. I could feel my heart skip a beat before I had fully pulled Vito's cock free from his pants.

I had forgotten just how big Vito truly was. The man was hung like a fucking horse. His cock was so thick that my hand wouldn't even fully close around it and I seriously doubted I could cover every inch of his length if I had four hands. Vito had to be at least ten inches long.

I gulped, knowing I might be in trouble.

The hand curled in my hair tightened. When I glanced up, Vito's dark eyebrow was arched as if he were challenging me.

I was never one to turn down a challenge.

Keeping my eyes locked with tall, dark, and handsome, I carefully lowered my mouth and swallowed just the tip of the Vito's cock. My lips burned as they stretched around his wide girth.

The drops of pre-cum pooling on the head of Vito's cock trickled over my tongue, bathing me in the most exotic flavors I had ever tasted in my life. I had expected tart, because let's face it, most men had bitter tasting cum.

Vito tasted spicy.

Tangy.

Irresistible.

Hell, he tasted like the ambrosia of the gods. I could seriously get addicted to sucking this guy off on a regular basis. I might even beg for the chance.

I stroked my tongue over the head of Vito's cock as I waited for my lips to stretch around him enough to swallow him. It was obvious that it was going to take a little more effort than normal for me to suck Vito off.

Once my mouth had adjusted to Vito's size, I licked a long path from the tip of Vito's cock down to the root and then down just a bit further. I felt Vito's hand tighten in my hair when I sucked one of his balls into my mouth.

Oh yeah, he liked that. I could tell.

I took the time to suck the other ball into my mouth, rolling it around with my tongue before licking a line back up the thickly veined side of his cock.

By the time I reached the slit on the head of Vito's cock, another pool of pre-cum had gathered and started dripping down the sides. I eagerly licked at each drop until my mouth exploded in flavor.

Another long, deep groan fell from my lips as I slowly sucked Vito's shaft down my throat. I got about half way down the man's impressive erection before I had to pause and draw in a deep breath through my nose.

Once I had more air in my lungs, I continued.

The lust that flared in Vito's deep dark eyes as I swallowed him down until my nose was nestled in pubic hair, was the biggest ego boost I had ever received. It made me feel like I could conquer the world.

I wanted more.

I slowly started to bob my head, sucking in my cheeks as I moved my lips up and down Vito's thick shaft. I wanted to savor every last inch as Vito moved through my mouth.

The more my mouth moved up and down, the easier it became to swallow Vito's cock down to the root every time. I could still feel drops of luscious tasting pre-cum splattering over my tongue every time I swallowed, and god, it was fucking fantastic.

When Vito's balls started to pull up tight to his body, I increased the speed of my movements, sucking Vito's length down my throat faster and faster each time, hollowing my cheeks out as I moved back up to the tip.

I knew Vito was getting close and I wanted him to remember this blow job as the best one he had ever received.

When Vito's cock began to swell, my eyes widened and I gagged. Vito just grinned and held my head in place with a hand to the back of my head.

I suddenly couldn't get any air into my lungs. I tried breathing through my nose, but it was buried in Vito's pubic hair as he shoved his cock all of the way down my throat and came with a low grunt.

Load after load of cum shot into my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I was able to, but I could feel drops of it slide out of the edges of my mouth.

I ached to swallow every drop, but I just couldn't.

When the pressure on the back of my head released, I lifted my head, Vito's spent cock falling from my mouth with a loud plop, and then went about licking up every drop of cum I could find.

When Mr. Sex on a stick was all cleaned up, I carefully put him back in his pants, but didn't zip him up. I was really hoping our time together wasn't over.

My need had been growing while I sucked Vito off and if I didn't get a cock in my ass pretty soon, I was going to scream.

It wouldn't be a pretty sight.

When I was suddenly pulled from the floor and bent over the edge of the bed, I knew my dreams were about to be fulfilled. I had a sudden bout of fear when I remembered how large the man was.

This might hurt.

My pants were yanked down my legs. My shirt followed quickly. After that until I was laid out on the mattress like a display. My legs were spread apart and I felt Vito step between them before I could protest.

I rolled my eyes, like I was going to protest.

Not.

I found myself doing the one thing I never did. I begged. "Please."

Yeah, I was that damn needy.

"I have to stretch you first, cara mia ."

My eyebrows rose when Vito pulled a small bottle of lube and a condom out of his pocket.

"I got these from Luca earlier," Vito explained.

"Uh uh."

Vito chuckled as he popped the lid and poured a sufficient amount of slick out onto his fingers, and then snapped the lid closed. He dropped the lube onto the bed.

My high pitched grunt filled the room as Vito's fingers pushed into my ass. My body stiffened for a moment and then rippled.

My heart thundered against my chest.

Vito started thrusting his fingers into my tight ass over and over again until I felt the little ring of muscles stretch and pulse against his fingers.

"Need you, Tony," Vito whispered as he pulled his fingers free and he scooted up against my ass cheeks.

I heard something tear and then a moment later a big thick cock was pushed into my ass, the burning so intense that for a moment, I thought he might pass out.

I felt as if my ass was being speared in two as Vito slowly pushed forward, sinking his huge cock into my tight hole. By the time I felt Vito's thighs brush up against my ass, I thought I might be able to taste the man's cock in my throat.

I gripped the blankets and tried not to wince when Vito stilled inside of me. I needed Vito to move, to fuck me, to do something. I was being impaled on a two by four and the man was just standing there, not moving.

It was driving me insane.

My heart jumped into my throat when Vito smacked me on the ass cheek. I almost reared back in protest. I didn't do the whole spanking thing. It wasn't one of my kinks.

And then those large, powerful hands slammed down on me again just as the man started to move. Whatever protest I was going to utter was lost in the loud cry of ecstasy that flew out of my mouth.

Every inch of Vito's massive cock dragged across my sweet spot as the man pulled out and pushed back in. For one crazy second, I wondered if Vito's cock had been specifically designed just for my ass. It felt as if he filled every inch of me, as if Vito was supposed to ignite every nerve in my ass.

It was fucking fantastic, better than I had even hoped.

When my hips were grabbed and I was dragged to the very edge of the bed and then lifted up onto my knees, all I could do was moan.

My ass was being pummeled as the man pounded into me at a rate that was, frankly, very astonishing. I could barely register the fact that Vito had pulled out before he was pushing back in.

I was suddenly lifted up into the man's arms. And then Vito sat, dragging me down with him. As my body settled over Vito's, the cock in my ass slid in even further, which surprised the hell out of me. I didn't think Vito could sink any further inside of me.

My legs were spread until they draped over Vito's thighs and my back was pulled up snug against Vito's sweaty chest.

All thoughts and breathing in general faded from my mind when a hand closed around my cock. I was so sensitive I swore I could feel a tickling on my balls as Vito started to stroke me.

Maybe it was sweat.

I didn't care.

I really didn't.

I just needed that magnificent cock to not stop filling me. I was so close I could practically taste it. I needed so fucking bad. Every inch of my skin tingled. I was flushed with heat and getting hotter. I had started to feel as if my insides were boiling.

"Please," I begged.

Yes, I was begging.

Again.

I couldn't help it. It just felt so damn good. No one had ever fucked me like this before. It was raw and animalistic and I knew I'd have bruises tomorrow.

I just didn't care.

My blood pounded through my body as I was impaled on Vito's cock over and over again, my tight abused little hole screaming in agony as it was stretched beyond imagination.

And it felt so damn good.

My loud scream shook the windows as my release filled Vito's hand. Vito roared as he shoved his thick cock as deep into my ass as he could possibly go and released inside of me, filling the condom.

He'd never come out of I had my way.

Vito gently stroked his hand down my chest as his rapid panting slowed to a low rise and fall. My head flopped back against Vito's chest. I smiled when Vito reached up and brushed the sweat dampened hair back from my face.

"I think you're good."

I snorted. "I'll be lucky to walk tomorrow."

"Are you complaining?" Vito asked.

"Hell, no."

I wasn't that stupid.