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He froze.
My pulse skidded to an awkward stop.
Unease poured into my bloodstream; warm as whiskey neat, yet as cold as ice. He was deep inside of me, so deep it stung, but all I could focus on was how my mouth tingled where he’d kissed me. I licked my lips, and his gaze darkened as he followed the motion. I could taste a hint of myself, but not enough of him.
The air stilled. Indecision shook in my hands. My heartbeats danced, warmed, pulsed like they were finally alive.
I couldn’t stop myself.
A tremor ran through me as I leaned forward, close enough our breaths intermixed. And then closer until my mouth brushed his. So soft, so him, so mine. When he parted his lips, I pressed mine to his and slid my tongue inside. A groan came from deep in his chest, his hands tightening on my hips.
I pulled back, trying to catch my breath. But before I caught it, I leaned in and kissed him again. Lazy and wet, I licked inside his mouth. His hand cupped the back of my head, and he sucked on my tongue. I moaned, my fingers running down his tie. The next kiss was rough, with a scrape of his teeth before easing into a wet slide. My blood drummed in my ears, rushed through my veins, incinerated like fuel and flame.
I was so full of him, and with his mouth on mine I felt overwhelmed. Complete. Consumed. And I never wanted to come up for air.
He tried to slow the kiss, but I didn’t want to stop. Couldn’t.
I pressed my mouth to his, gave his top lip a gentle lick, stole his breath straight from his lungs. He tasted so good. Like me, and warm vanilla whiskey.
He nipped my bottom lip, telling me enough.
“Fuck me or get off.”
I faltered at his sudden change of mood. However, I soon realized what this was. He was pissed that I’d never kissed him and now he was going to withhold it from me. My eyes narrowed, though I wasn’t that moved. Another man in the Cosa Nostra would’ve never respected my wish not to kiss him, and this one had. Now that I was trying to eat him alive, the proud boss was reminded of it.
I rolled my hips, slow and lazy at first. The soreness was like standing near a fire that was a bit too hot but you’d die without its warmth. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pressed my face into his neck.
A shiver rolled through me, pressure and heat sparking as I ground my clit against his pelvis. His hands ran down my back, gripping my ass and pulling me harder against him. I was only rubbing myself against him, not fucking him yet, but he didn’t seem to mind.
The sensation of him deep and still inside of me drove me to the edge. An mmm sound escaped me as I rose an inch and then slid back down.
“Fuck, those noises.” He captured the next one in his mouth. His palms ran to my ribs, spanning my waist. A shudder rolled under his skin as I began to slowly move up and down.
Rough hands held me tightly.
Teeth nipped my jaw.
Lips ran up my neck before pressing to my ear.
“You gonna keep your mouth from me again?”
I shook my head.
“Because it’s mine?”
“Yes,” I breathed.
He groaned from his throat before grabbing the back of my neck and kissing me hard. Wet and messy. Wild and rough. And then slow, wet glides and licks, like he was trying to taste every inch of my mouth. Warmth spilled into my chest and spread outward.
He let me get used to fucking him before his hands started moving me up and down. Sweet, hot pressure began to build. I moaned in his mouth. He kissed me and kissed me until I couldn’t breathe anything but him.
When his head lowered and he sucked a nipple into his mouth, the pressure boiled over. A shudder shook me as pleasure burst and finally dissipated. My breath came out heavy and erratic, my forehead resting on his.
His body tensed, and his hands tightened on my waist as he rocked me.
“Ask me to come inside you.”
“Please come inside me,” I sighed against his lips.
