Chapter Thirty-Two
Lily
I feel warm and safe.I smile and snuggle into the warmth, not wanting to open my eyes just yet.Were the pillows as comfortable yesterday?
Wait, this is not a pillow.I open my eyes and blink.My face is pressed against a chest.A very broad and nice-looking chest.
Damiano.
He slept with me in the bed.My breath catches in my throat.Our legs are tangled, his arm is wrapped around my waist and I don’t move, afraid to wake him.
Instead, I take in his tattoos by daylight.The designs are beautifully done, the patterns seamlessly melting into each other.And there is the lily.I didn’t dream it up last night.
I want to touch it, caress his hard chest and feel his warm skin under my fingers.How would he taste if I followed the patterns with my tongue?
“Like what you see?”His husky voice makes me jump and utter a very undignified squeak.I look up at his face and find him smiling, eyes still closed.He opens them slowly and I am mesmerized by the amber ring around his pupils.I come to my senses when he chuckles and kisses me on the nose.
Mortified to be caught ogling him, I quickly turn away to flee but his arm tightens around my waist and I am pulled with my back flush against his chest.He is hard against my buttocks.He buries his face in my neck with a gravelly groan and nuzzles me while he pushes his hips against my ass.My body immediately responds and I feel myself getting wet.What is he doing to me?
He lets his hand wander down to my pussy and he rumbles.“So wet already.Fuck, I love how you are so responsive.”He nibbles on the shell of my ear while his fingers caress my folds, and I let out a needy whimper.Then he inserts two fingers inside me while his palm massages my pussy and I let out a moan.“What is it, love?”
“Please, Dark.”
“Say it,” he orders while stroking me slowly.
“I…I need you.”
“Mmhh, what do you need me for?”he teases while he starts pinching my pebbled nipples with his other hand.
Gah!That infuriating man.
“Please, I need you to fuck me.”
His satisfied rumble travels straight to my core.“Then I shall comply.”He hikes my leg up and spreads my thighs.Then he pushes into me from behind, still caressing my clit, and I almost come from the onslaught of sensations.
“So hot, so tight.It feels so good to be inside your perfect pussy.”His hands grip my hips and he thrusts forward in long, hard strokes.He moves his hand up and puts my fingers on my lips.“Taste yourself, love.Taste how delicious your arousal is.”I open my mouth and take his fingers in my mouth, licking and sucking, aroused by his almost feral growls.“Fuck, what you do to me.”
His grip on my hip intensifies and his thrusts become harder.I feel my impending orgasm and push back against his thrusts, chasing after my pleasure.Then my climax hits me and I convulse around him with a cry.He shouts, then pulses inside.We slump against each other and stay like this for an eternity, waiting to recover our breaths.
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I exit the shower to the smell of coffee and the sound of his low voice speaking on the phone in the kitchen.By the time I pad out to find him, he’s dressed in a crisp shirt and slacks, his hair damp from a shower, looking too good for a man who wrecked me less than an hour ago.
“I have to leave for a few days,” he says once he hangs up, tone quiet but regretful.“Business.”
Something tugs at my heart, a heaviness I hadn’t expected.I try to mask it with a smile.“Okay.”
He watches me carefully, like he can sense I’m about to ask for something.And he is right.
“I’d like to go to my sister’s while you’re away.Only the women are there.Father is out of town, and I…I miss her.”He frowns.“You promised me I could spend time with her.”I hate how desperate I sound.
His brows lift slightly, thoughtful.“Only if you agree to around-the-clock protection.”
I blink.“You mean like…bodyguards?”
“Yes.Two of them.At all times.”
I want to argue, but I don’t.“Fine.Deal.”
