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“You know,” she whispers in my ear while her leg slides over mine. “I’m going to have to find a way to pay you back for all the trouble you went to.”
Hello. My dick likes the sound of that, stirring to life in an instant. “What did you have in mind?” I murmur, resting my hand on her thigh and slowly easing the silver fabric higher.
“I have a few ideas.” The heat of her breath fans over my skin as she places a lingering kiss against my cheek, turning my head and stroking my mouth open with her tongue.
It’s enough to sit here and drive each other crazy, going slowly, making out like a couple of teenagers. Feeling her up while she strokes my throbbing erection through my pants, teasing each other with one deep, slow kiss after another.
My nerves sizzle by the time she breaks away and begins lowering my zipper. “Emilia?” I murmur, sliding down a little in the seat, spreading my thighs wider while she gets on her knees in front of me. Our eyes connect for the briefest moment, and a wave of lust sweeps over me when I recognize the wickedness flickering in those blue depths.
“Just relax, Mr. Santoro,” she whispers, and the sensual tone of her voice leaves me closing my eyes while she frees me from my prison and runs her tongue around the ridge of my swollen head.
“Fuck, yeah, just like that…” I reach for her, stroking her hair while she continues driving me out of my mind, going slowly, leaving me holding my breath as I wait for the next lick. It’s like I’m walking a tightrope, completely focused on what she’s doing, afraid to make a move that might shatter the moment.
A groan of pure relief stirs in my chest when she parts her lips and takes me inside, sinking inch by inch until I tap the back of her throat. She still hasn’t taken all of me, so she wraps a hand around my base to make up for it, moving it in time with her slow, sensual strokes.
I’m on fire, burning from the inside out, running my hands through her hair and moving my hips in time with her bobbing head. Fuck, if only this could last forever, with nothing in the world mattering but the soft moans coming from the woman sucking my cock like it’s the last thing she’ll ever do, and her fucking life depends on it.
“So good.” I moan, fighting to hold on but knowing it’s a losing battle. When she runs her tongue along the underside, pressing it firmly, flicking it across the bundle of nerves under my head, fireworks explode in my skull. “Oh, fuck, you’re so good. You’re gonna make me come. Is that what you want? You want to make me come?”
“Mm-hmm…” The pressure from her tongue intensifies as she hollows out her cheeks, sucking harder, bobbing faster.
“You want me to come in your mouth? So you can swallow every drop?”
She answers with a long, high-pitched moan that adds to the unbearable sensations, making me jerk my hips faster, holding her head still until I’m fucking her mouth, racing to the edge, focused on nothing more than coming down her throat. And when I do, it’s intense enough to make my ears ring and my hands shake. I’m dizzy by the time I finish, and she lifts her head after swallowing my seed. “Holy shit,” I breathe out, then laugh at myself while she takes her place beside me again. “If I had known that was coming, I would’ve bought out a restaurant way before now.”
She only snuggles up next to me with a happy little sigh. “I figured it was the least I could do. And it’s not like I don’t get anything out of it.” When I frown because I can’t imagine what she means, she grins. “Believe me. You could drown in my panties right now.”
“That sounds like a challenge to me,” I growl out, but she only laughs and swats my hand away when I try to test her statement.
“Later. That was just for you.” Now, she’s content to rest her head on my shoulder, and I’m more than happy to have her there. If anything, she’s giving me time to entertain an idea that’s been bubbling in the back of my mind for a while.
It’s not enough for us to share a single night like this. She deserves more.
And I might be able to enlist my mother’s help.
I could soon have another surprise up my sleeve if all goes well.
11
EMILIA
I must still be sleeping.
Dreaming about having the hottest man I’ve ever met between my legs, licking me and chafing my inner thighs with the scruff on his cheeks, grunting softly as he eats me with abandon.
No dream could be this good.
“Yes, just like that.” I lift my hips to grind against his face, groaning when he does.
What a way to wake up. He couldn’t wait to go down on me. This man is so hungry for me. The thought alone tightens my core and makes me whimper while he traces circles over my clit with his tongue.
“Shit! Don’t stop.” I gather the sheets in my fists, twisting and tugging while my head rolls from side to side. It’s so much all at once, too much to take, but I would die if he stopped and left me hanging so close to the edge.
He chuckles at my high-pitched whine when he slides two of his thick fingers inside me, stroking my inner walls, teasing my G-spot while his tongue strokes my clit. I can’t take it. It’s too much, yet somehow it’s just enough. “Yes! Oh God, yes!” My legs clench around his head as I ride it out, bucking and gasping until a warm, sweet sense of peace washes over me. My muscles go limp, and I sink back against the mattress, my legs falling to the sides.
He takes his time kissing his way along the insides of my thighs before rolling away. I open my eyes in time to catch the shit-eating grin he wears like he’s proud of his performance. “What about you?” I manage to croak, eyeing his very obvious erection as it sways with every step he takes away from the bed.
“That was for you,” he assures me, entering the bathroom. “I have back-to-back meetings up at the house. If I’m late, it’s your fault for looking so hot while you’re sleeping.” He closes the door, and the shower turns on a moment later. I curl into a happy ball and pull a sheet over my naked body, still basking in the afterglow of an intense orgasm.
