Leah's Seduction: 1 (Gianni and Leah) by Emily Jane Trent Page B

mattress behind her.
    With her arms and legs wide, Leah was exquisitely vulnerable. She was dripping for him.
    Gianni let go of her wrists and gripped her hips. He dragged her closer to him, and Leah spread her legs wider. “Keep your arms spread like that. And arch your back.”
    Leah complied, and Gianni grabbed the base of his erection and angled the tip to her wet opening. When it touched her, she cried out. The delay had her on edge, and she feared she would not be able to wait with him inside her.
    He eased into her, and Leah felt the wonderful stretch. With her inner muscles she gripped him. And she pressed forward to take more. Gianni pulled back once, and then resumed widening her. That time he didn’t stop.
    With a deep thrust, he was all the way in, and Leah panted rapidly, rocking toward him. Gianni’s moans pushed her closer to the precipice, and she grabbed the sheets with her hands. He pulled away until only the tip was still in her, then he stroked deep until his balls pressed up against her sex.
    Thrusting, panting, and moaning, Gianni took her. And Leah matched his rhythm. It was slow and steady at first, then faster. A sheen of sweat glistened on Gianni’s brow, and deep in her core, Leah clenched in preparation.
    Angled as she was, with her butt on the seat and her back against the mattress, the tip of his cock dragged over a very sensitive area inside her. It was making her a little insane; the feeling was too much to endure.
    Having delayed and tortured until Leah nearly lost her mind, Gianni now stroked with ferocity. With him filling her up, and the throb of his cock pulsing against her, she could not stop. As he pounded into her, Leah yelled. Louder than she had before.
    She screamed and clutched at the sheets with her head back. And her legs spread. Gianni slapped against her relentlessly, until her body went rigid and screams burst from her lips. As climax took her and she felt the powerful waves, Leah let go of the sheets.
    With her palms on Gianni’s biceps, she wrapped her legs around his waist. He pressed deep and stayed. Then as she pulsed around him, his cock convulsed, and he came hard. His muscles turned to steel under her touch, and his protracted moan signified the release he’d long put off.
    Once Gianni let go, he groaned like an animal in either unendurable pain or exquisite pleasure. Leah’s orgasm continued, gradually lessening in intensity. A warm, floating feeling followed in its wake.
    Gianni came long, and when he collapsed, he placed his hands down on the bench to hold his weight. He put his head against her cheek. Breathing heavily, he stayed in that position for some time. And Leah closed her eyes, lost in a cloud of ecstasy, aware of Gianni pressed close.
    Her body hummed with pleasure.
    When Gianni could move, he leaned back and removed the condom, placing it at the foot of the bed. He pulled Leah into his arms and slid onto the bed with her. Stuffing a pillow under his head, he snuggled her into the crook of his arm and she rested her head against his chest.
    For a few minutes they didn’t speak. Leah was content to be in his strong embrace with her skin tingling and warmth radiating through her body. She rubbed her fingers over his forearm and pressed her face to his heated skin.
    “Gianni,” she said, not quite knowing where to go from there.
    “You pleased me, baby,” he said, with his mouth brushing the top of her head. “So very much.”
    “You were amazing,” she said.
    Gianni touched her cheek. “Just the beginning,” he said. “Vanilla can be quite a good flavor.”
    Leah looked at him, and it dawned on her what he meant. “You did that for me?”
    He smiled. “For me too. Don’t think I don’t enjoy that.” Gianni paused. “Although I have much more for you, baby. So much more. But we will take our time.” He stroked her hair lightly.
    If that was vanilla, Leah could hardly imagine what was coming. He had said he wanted her to submit to him,