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He eased his other hand over my shoulder, swirling a single finger back and forth across my skin. Then he wrapped his hand around the back of my neck, holding me in place. I planted both hands on his chest, kneading his muscles as I shifted back and forth. The friction created was a buried acknowledgement of our intense longing.
And I enjoyed teasing him until he couldn’t take it any longer.
Every sound he made was guttural, his primal needs exploding to the surface. Exploring his mouth was sensual, adding to the ambiance and desperate need as it swelled to the breaking point.
When he fisted my hair seconds later, yanking my head until my entire neck was exposed, my breasts freed from the water’s surface, I issued several ragged gasps. He was a famished beast, raking his lips and teeth across my chin, biting down on my pulse of life, his body shaking like mine. We were almost desperate in our hunger, clinging to each other as if this was the last night on Earth.
Perhaps it was. Perhaps there’d be nothing left for us, but the chance was worth taking.
I stared at the shadows creates by the flickering candles, no longer fearful of the ominous undertones. I was in his arms, the safest place I could be.
Valentin rolled his lips down to my collarbone, taking his time nipping and licking before pulling me back to a full arc. When he blew across my nipple, I let off a series of moans. I was already fully aroused, wet and hot, my breath skipping as I tried to fill my lungs with air. He was a suffocating power, a man who refused to take no for an answer.
And on this night, I didn’t intend on denying him a single thing.
Just watching him interact with his friends, laughing at jokes and indulging in wine as the conversation around the massive dinner table grew lively had been incredible. Hearing the stories about the past, none of them laced with business or violence, had given me such an amazing view of the man, once a young boy, and a godfather who cared very much about Bella’s welfare.
I’d been able to see a side of him I hadn’t known existed, and that was the man I’d fallen in love with, affirmed by every breath he’d taken, every word of passion dripping from his succulent lips.
He pulled my tender bud into his mouth, flicking his tongue back and forth, creating a vibrant ache between my legs. I couldn’t stand not having his cock buried deep inside, driving me to new heights of pleasure. I raked my nails down his chest, my tight channel clenching and releasing. When he bit down on my nipple, I let off another cry, stars floating in front of my eyes.
“Cosi bello,” he whispered. “So beautiful.”
Just hearing the words in Italian was like sweet music, keeping me on the very edge, my hunger continuing to swell, my heart thumping to the point the sound echoed in my ears.
He shifted to my other breast, repeating the delicious, sinful actions, leaving me at the point I was ready to beg him to fuck me.
When he finally released his hold on my hair, I shifted against his cock, bucking hard enough water splashed over the side of the tub.
“Does my sweet angel need something?” he murmured, nipping my chin.
“Yes. Oh, God. Yes.”
“Then tell me.”
“You. Your cock.” The tiny laugh I emitted highlighted my nervousness as well as my increasing need.
He blew a hot breath from one side of my face to the other. “Have you been a good girl?”
I bit my lip then slid one hand under the water, squeezing his shaft before stroking all the way to his cockhead and squeezing. “Have I?”
A low growl rumbled into the air as he yanked me on top. “Then do it.”
As soon as I placed his cock against my swollen folds, there was no holding back for either of us. He yanked me down, holding me in place, the fingers of one hand digging into my hip.
I issued a sharp cry, dropping my head and clamping my fingers around his shoulders. I couldn’t believe how my muscles spasmed as they accepted his wide girth, pulsing against his shaft to the point I was already close to an orgasm.
“Not yet, angel. You don’t come until I allow.”
His command only enticed me further and as he started rocking me, I stared into his eyes, mesmerized by how open he seemed, willing to allow me into his inner sanctum. This was exactly what ecstasy was made of.
He was slow in his movements as he lifted me up and down, allowing me to feel every inch of his cock. I tangled my fingers in his hair, the longing intensifying.
“I could fuck you for days,” he whispered, shifting his cheek against mine. When he darted his tongue into my ear, I couldn’t stop several whimpers.
I clamped my legs against him, rocking gently, the hard beating of my heart matching the rhythm chosen. The water splashed over our heated bodies, boosting the explosive heat until I was breathless, gasping for air.
He ran his fingers down my spine, allowing the rough pads to tickle my skin.
