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Though only the sounds of the rustling wind and city traffic reach my ears, so much is being spoken.

I feel it shiver down my spine and quicken my heart beat.

Gio’s claiming me, putting to rest any doubt in the wake of his kiss. He’s not ready for this to end, whatever unexpected, twisted, visceral connection we’ve discovered in each other. He can’t let go any more than I can.

Our kiss deepens in a dizzying torrent of passion as I tease his tongue with my own and his hands slide into the plunging neckline of my Terry-cloth robe.

It slips off my shoulders, catching on my elbows. I shudder as he palms my breasts with comforting familiarity, his touch warm and rough all at the same time.

He tears his mouth from mine, his lids hooded and blue eyes darker. He’s like a lion that’s finally caught its prey and now considers how to devour it.

Every part of me relishes in being that prey.

“In case it’s still unclear, you’re mine,” he growls, and then he scoops me up into his arms.

I yelp, barely registering what’s happening before he’s whisking me away, back inside the penthouse. He carries me into the bedroom and drops me into the center of the massive, king-size bed. I prop myself up by my elbows and lay back, drinking in the sight of this dominating and deadly Mafia king standing over me.

He’s as dangerous as a wildfire, and yet all I want to do is burn with him.

Run this sinful city with him. Rule the world with him.

I watch as he unbuttons his pristine white dress shirt and reveals the sculpted perfection that is his torso. From the hard-packed muscle of his pectorals to the ridged wash of his abs and the bulges of his biceps, his body still leaves me speechless.

My pussy clenches on air as his large hands shift to his belt and next an even larger sight greets me—his mouthwatering cock points tall and proud, weightier than I remember—and that’s saying something.

Need quakes in my belly at the same time as desire licks at me and flushes my skin. I bite my bottom lip and stifle a moan, reimagining what he feels like inside me.

It’s been so long. Way too long.

He joins me on the bed, promptly wrenching the already open robe off of me.

That’s the thing about Gio—when he’s ready to feast, he wastes no time. Right now, is one of those times. He wants to fuck, and as my arousal slicks between my thighs, I want every hard, dominating stroke.

His firm hands grab a hold of my hips and his long, heavy length brushes against me. He crushes his lips to mine with such force his kiss almost knocks the air from my lungs. He’s losing the last semblance of control over himself as his fingers dig into my hip and he strokes his cock.

I take over for him, curling my smaller hand around his deliciously hot and velvety shaft. I’d suck his dick like a lollipop every day for the rest of my life if he’d let me. I’ll have to remember to give him the nastiest of soul-sucking blowjobs later.

We kiss and tease each other ’til we can’t hold on any longer. Gio pins me to the mattress using his larger, muscled body, and nudges my thighs open with his knee. He sinks into me, covering my body with his as he comes in close and kisses my neck and face.

A strained groan rumbles from his broad chest and vibrates against my skin. He kisses my throat some more and holds still as best as he can as I adjust to the feel and girth of him.

So thick. So full.

When he can no longer stand it, he drags his hips back and then thrusts forward. He bottoms out, filling me up to my startled whimper. I clutch at his arms and band my legs around him as he builds into a slow but deep-stroking rhythm.

His perfect abs ripple, practicing the restraint not to go faster. He’s trying to make this last, indulge in our passionate lovemaking for once. He kisses me as deep as his cock slips into me. His tongue flicks against mine, our bodies tangled up as one.

It feels so right it’s beyond words.

Our relationship hasn’t been easy. Just two months ago I was broke and desperate, certain a mysterious man in the VIP section was nothing more than my mark that night. What unfolded has become the wildest turn of events in my life.

But through the danger and thrills and carnal passion, I’ve survived. I’ve discovered a new side of myself as I fall deeper in love with a powerful and deadly Mafia king.

Last night, I took a life. What’s even more surprising is that I don’t regret it. Antonio Lovato had to be stopped. He posed a danger not only to Gio’s empire, but to our relationship.

In Gio’s world, there’s no black and white. Only gray. The ambiguity that exists in every situation. Murder is wrong, but sometimes the person is right. In this life, sometimes it’s the only way.

And it’s the world I want to be a part of. His dark, sinful world I can no longer imagine my life without.

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