Page 110 of Valentino

“I make my own damn decisions.”

Our eyes are locked, electricity crackles in the air between us.

“And what have you decided?” His gaze drops to my lips.

I run my hands up over his chest, along his jaw and take his face in my hands, I lean up onto my toes and kiss him ever so softly.

“Anna,” he breathes.

“Show me how bad you can be?” I whisper against his lips.

We kiss again, a little deeper this time. A whisper of a tongue and the perfect amount of suction, I feel his erection up against my stomach.

“Anna.” His teeth graze my jaw and I can feel his control slipping with every new kiss. “You don’t know what you’re talking about,” he murmurs, distracted.

You want to blow his mind…. Just do it.

I swallow the nervous lump in my throat as we kiss again, our lips lingering over each other’s, starting a fire that neither of us has any chance of extinguishing.

Fuck.

Here goes nothing.

I undo the sash on my robe and push it over my shoulders, it falls to the floor and I stand naked before him.

This is me…all of me.

Arousal flares in his eyes as they drink me in, roaming over me as if memorizing every inch.

I drop to my knees and he inhales sharply. “Yes.”

He undoes his pants with urgency, and his engorged length falls heavily into my hands.

Dear Lord…. He’s huge.

He gently runs his fingers through my hair and lifts himself into my waiting mouth. I close my eyes as I swirl my tongue around the tip and suck.

He moans, deep and guttural, as his knees buckle beneath him. “Fuck.”

He falls back and his reaction only spurs me on. I push him down my throat as I suck harder, building a rhythm.

He wants to feed the animal, so let’s fucking go.

Give me the whole zoo.

I suck hard, each stroke deeper than the last. The stark contrast of the animalistic sounds coming out of him, the powerful lurches of his hips and then gentle fingers running through my hair. “Yeah, ahh yeah,” he moans. “So fucking good.”

He pushes the hair back from my forehead and his fingers go to my cheeks and they rest there, feeling them dip as I suck. His mouth hangs slack as he watches me and the look in his eyes is purely carnal.

I’m rewarded with a gush of pre-ejaculate; he tastes so good.

He rides my mouth, and just as he described…like a man possessed, he completely loses control.

In one fell swoop he turns and swipes everything off his desk.

Smash, crash.

Things go flying everywhere and he lifts me and throws me across it, he spreads my legs and stares down at my most intimate part.