L Y D I A
"Fuck, fuck!" I screamed as I came for the eighth time tonight.
He pulled out of me and fell on the bed.
"That was..."
"Great," he smirked
"It was ok," I smirked
"Okay?" he asked while raising an eyebrow
"Yeah I have had better," I said
"Okay let's go again," he said
"Your joking right?" I asked and he smirked while climbing on top of me
"No," I said with wide eyes
"Why not?"
"You can't be serious,"
"Of course I am. I can fuck you all night and all day and still not get tired," he said before kissing my neck.
"No Valerio I have classes tomorrow and if I come one more time I'll surely die. Plus that thing you have is a killing machine" I said before wiggling my way from underneath him.
"I'm hard again," he said and I looked down at his bulge.
He came eights times
"Really?"
"Yeah maybe if you didn't say my name like that I wouldn't have gotten hard all over again," he said and I smirked
"Valerio" I repeated while biting my lips and he smirked.
"Is that a sign of you begging me to fuck you again or-" he asked and I got up.
"Hell no I didn't sign up for a death wish," I said while walking to the door.
"Wait you said you had classes," he asked and I turned around.
Shit I didn't even realize I had said that
"Um-yes," I said before hurrying out.
Grabbing my things I placed my coat on before catching my hair into a messy bun.
"Where's my heels?" I groaned while looking around
"Here," he said while exiting the room only wearing his underwear.
"Thank you," I said while placing them on.
"College?" he asked.
"Yes," I said after looking up at him.
"What are you studying"
"You're asking a lot of questions," I said
"I apologize," he said and I nod
"How much?" he asked while taking out his wallet
"I didn't really dance so don't worry about it what you gave me before was already enough," I said before walking to the door.
"Angel?" turning around I looked at him.
"Yeah"
"I'm still paying"
"We only had sex so if you pay me then you'll be paying for that and I'm not a prostitute" I said
I needed the money but I didn't want to look like or feel like a prostitute
"We both know you are not a prostitute so just take the money," he said while walking towards me.
"No"
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Valerio // 18+|| book 1
Romance(Book one of the DeLuca series) SMUT WARNING 🔥🤫 ______________________________________________ "How much" he asked "I'm not a prostitute" I said and he removed the hair that was laying on my shoulder. "I didn't say you were" he whispered into my...