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‘Have your fun, tesoro, but do it quickly before one of us expires.’
She summoned a smile, caressing him with a light dance of fingers over his erection. ‘Hmm, I’m almost tempted to see who wins this battle of wills.’
‘Keep challenging me and we will find out,’ he responded thickly.
Then in typical alpha fashion, he hooked his fingers into his waistband and dragged both boxers and trousers down. He straightened, his body on full, unapologetically masculine display as he stared down at her.
Swallowing, Mia looked down, her senses tripping over each other as she stared as his manhood—beautifully sculpted, virile and infinitely tempting. She couldn’t help herself. She grasped him, then brought him to her lips. Another tortured groan ripped from his throat as she covered him with her mouth.
He allowed the caress for only a handful of seconds before he drew her back. ‘Enough.’
Then he went on the attack, efficiently undressing her until she was equally nude.
Just like last night, he picked her up and tossed her back onto the bed. Without giving her a chance to recover, he prowled over her and settled himself between her thighs.
Rocco took her mouth in a hot, torrid kiss, delving deep and tasting her with the boldness that robbed her of what little breath she had. She clung to him, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she drowned in desire. They rolled from one end of the bed to the other, almost animalistic in their desire to extract maximum pleasure from touch and taste and the heady scent of their coming together.
Eventually, driven to the edge of madness, she broke free of the kiss. ‘Please, Rocco, I need you.’
Her words triggered something inside him. Blindly he reached for the bedside table, pulled the drawer open and extracted a condom.
Rising onto his knees, he tore the packet open and slipped it on.
He was back, his fingers spearing into her hair as he angled her face up to his. Eyes locked on hers, he slid inside her. For five full seconds, Mia trembled, unable to stop the unrelenting tides of pleasure sweeping through her as he buried himself fully inside her. ‘Dio mio, you feel incredible,’ he rasped.
She had no words to reciprocate. She could only moan in sublime delight as he began to thrust inside her. With each stroke, she grew wilder, clawing at him the same way sensations clawed beneath her skin, attempting to reinvent her very being.
Dear God, her memory had failed her. Because this was so much more sublime than she recalled. More soul-stirring.
From being on the edge of control when she was undressing him, Rocco seemed to have regained his willpower over his body. Repeatedly, he drove her to the brink of release only to slow down, fuse his lips to hers and patiently wait for the tide to recede before enacting the dark magic all over again.
Mia was sure she drew blood from clawing at his back, her throat raw from screaming her pleasure.
‘I told you I would make you beg, didn’t I?’ Rocco muttered throatily when he had her poised on yet another peak.
‘Yes,’ she accepted. ‘Please,’ she begged. ‘You win. Please.’
He held still, his lips a whisper from hers. ‘This changes things between us. You know that, don’t you, mio moglie?’ he pressed, taking full advantage.
She didn’t care. She was going out of her mind with this madness. ‘Yes,’ she cried.
‘Just so we’re clear,’ he murmured, after pressing another hot kiss to her lips. ‘No more separate bedrooms, sì?’
Mia groaned her acquiescence, her fingers digging into his back, her knees wrapped around his thick thighs as she ground herself into him. ‘No
more separate bedrooms,’ she gasped.
Triumph flashed over his face. In the next breath, his control snapped. His thrusts intensified, his face a harsh, beautiful mask of desire as he finally gave them both what they needed. Mia tumbled first, unheeding where she landed as she dived headlong into the most earth-shattering climax she had ever experienced. But through the fog of her bliss, she heard Rocco give a rough shout as he found his own release.
Sweaty, hearts racing, they collapsed into each other’s arms and he rolled them sideways. He brushed his lips over her temple as they fought to regain their breaths.
Mia knew she needed to move, establish some much-needed distance, but for the life of her couldn’t find the energy. When Rocco rolled onto his back and pulled her over him, she went willingly, her head resting on his chest as he toyed with her hair.
‘I suppose you’d like me to do the honourable thing and restate my request now that I am not holding an orgasm over your head?’
She closed her eyes, revelling in the rumble of his voice beneath her cheek before raising her head to look him in the eyes. ‘Do you feel like doing the honourable thing?’ she asked, half teasing.
He raised an eyebrow and then shrugged. ‘That depends.’
