Playing With The Delinquents

Chapter 30. Truce

       WARNING: Mature content ahead!

Emse's pov

   His lips began moving against mine with a slow; rhythmic pace. I wanted to feel him against me. In this moment, I want him and only him. His hand held the back of my neck as his tounge explored my mouth. He picked me up and onto his lap in one swift motion.

I stared down at him, resting my forehead against his. "Don't think you can fool me with your smooth words" I said staring into his grey eyes. He chuckled, kissing my neck "you're the one who kissed me, Amore mio". His deep voice vibrated against my neck, sending chills down my spine.

He got up from his seat holding me in his arms, my legs wrapped around his waist. He began walking and opened a door, dropping me onto a bed. I looked around the room. God kill me now. The plane even has a private room.

He towered over the bed, unbuttoning his shirt. I sat at the edge of the bed. I pulled him in-between my legs. I looked up at him as I unzipped his black pants. His eyes were getting lost in mine as I pulled his jeans down.

I got up and pushed him onto the bed. I crawled on-top of him. I smirked thinking of all the ways I could easily make him suffer by teasing him. Silent but deadly. I took my plan into action, pulling down his boxers. Instantly, his dick sprung up. I smiled with an inoccent look on my face "Gotten big, have we?"

I touched his dick, wraping my hand around it. Lorenzo looked up at the ceiling. I began to move my hand up and down slowly, in a teasing pace. "Look at me" I demanded. His eyes quickly made their way back to me. A smirk grew on my face.

I ran my tounge against and around the tip of his dick. I whispered "you know what I'm going to do to you". I took his full size into my mouth, bobbing my head up and down. My gag reflex would kick in but I fist my hand stop it.

Everytime he was about to reach his limit, I would stop. He sat up, gripping me by my throat. "What are you doing Esme?". He questioned. I smirked, not answering him. "Pull down those sweatpants" He ordered. I did as he asked. I reached to take off my hoodie but he stopped me. "No keep it on. I want to fuck you while you're wearing my shirt".

My plan is failing but I could care less. He rolled ontop of me, pulling down my black; laced panties. He began rubbing my clit. Shit.. My legs tried closing as my instincts kicked in but he stopped them, prying them open while his other hand glides against my body. I felt myself getting wetter and wetter.

His fingers stopped but I wish they didn't. "Ready?" He asked as he aligned himself between my legs. I nodded. I moaned out as he slid in "cazzo" he grunted. He began moving and the sensation of him rubbing against my walls only made me wetter. He was in me.

"Faster" I moaned. His hips started pounding into me faster as he sucked my neck. I continued moaning into his ear, feeling my walls close against him uncontrollably. He threw his head back, grunting as he fucked me harder and faster. "Lorenzo..shit.." I whispered, gripping the sheet.

I started squirming around, grinding against him. He held me down, pinning my hands above my head. He looked down, into my eyes as he continued to slam into me. I broke eye contact which resulted in him grabbing my face "look at me as I fuck you" he groaned.

I flipped us over, with me ontop of him. I began riding him. "Shit, Es" he moaned, his breaths getting heavier. I continued bouncing up and down. Each bounce sounded like gunshots everytime our skins collided.

His hand made it's way up to my neck, choking me. I threw my head back, moaning as I felt my climax approaching. I moaned out loud, feeling my body spark. Lorenzo pulled out of me and came. I fell onto the bed, my body going immobilize.

Lorenzo got up and pulled me to the edge of the bed, bending me over. He smacked my ass, inserting himself into me once more. I moaned being incapable of pulling away. He continued to slam into me "you started it. I'm finishing it." He smirked.

My legs started to lock up but Lorenzo refused to let me fall. He pulled me off of the bed, holding me up. My back against his chest. This position made him sink deeper into me, hitting my spot with every thrust he did.

He proceeded to slam against me, colliding with my body. After a while, I felt myself reaching my climax once again. I cried out "Lorenzo!". He let me go, letting me fall onto the bed. My legs began shaking. He stroked his cock until he came again. My chest rose and sunk with every breath I took.

Lorenzo laid down next to me. His eyes roam my face. He pushed my hair out of my face and kissed me. "sei mio e di nessun altro" He mumbled against my lips.
Translation: you're mine and no one else's

My body calmed down and stopped shaking. He smackes my ass again, making my wince. "Come on let's get you dressed." He laughed. He seemed more relaxed, like us fucking took his mind off of the current events happening.

I groaned. "No. I don't wanna get up". He sighed "sit up at least?". I groaned again, forcing myselft to sit up. He started to get dress. I put on my panties and he helped me into my sweatpants.

He brushed down my hair, fixing my appearence. "Alright come on. We have to go back out there. We've already been gone long enough." He said, holding his hand out for me to use as support. "Who cares" I said holding onto him.

He picked me up easily, throwing me over his shoulder. He opened the door and walked down the aisle of the plane. He sat down in a seat with me in his lap. I rested my head against his chest.

"I'm going to hell" I mumbled, coming to realization. He stroked my black hair "Why?" He asked, puzzled. "Because I had sex before marriage multiple times" I whispered, looking up at him.

He smirked down at me "At least I'll be there with you" he replied, kissing my forehead. "per sempre insieme perché tu sei l'unico per me" he mumbled.
Translation: Forever together because you're the only one for me.
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