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The same time as he looks up at me, his face just inches from mine.
I’m trapped in Lorenzo’s eyes as he fucks me deep and slow. The pain has been replaced by a delicious stretching sensation every time he bottoms out inside me.
“Your little clit is so swollen. My hands are full here. Stroke her for me.”
His voice is heavy with desire. Even with the gun to my head he sounds like he’s coaxing me.
I don’t have a choice, so I do as he tells me, lifting my hand from the bed and sliding it down over my hip and circling my clit with my middle finger. His tongue sensitized me so much that just a few strokes of my finger has my breath deepening. I watch my fingers move as he thrusts, fascinated by the strange sight.
“Look at me,” he breathes.
I do, and I wish I hadn’t. That expression on his face. I’ve never seen him look so…normal. Not a trace of viciousness or cruelty. I could swear he’s wondering how the hell this is happening as much as I am.
I see it again.
A tiny glimpse of the humanity inside Lorenzo.
Everything’s starting to slide out of my control and without thinking I reach up with my other hand to grasp his shoulder.
Lorenzo doesn’t seem to notice my mistake. His teeth sink into his lower lip and he groans. “Princess, I can feel your pussy squeezing me. You’re going to come and it’s going to make me blow.”
Heat flashes through me. Blow. Come inside me. My finger keeps working on my clit as he continues to thrust. This is so wrong. This is so fucking wrong. I’m panting hard and moaning for a man who’s holding a gun to my head. I’m squeezing his shoulder like a lover while he pounds my pussy that’s so wet for him I’m practically gushing.
His eyes have me pinned to the bed even more than his body does. A surge of pure pleasure breaks through me, taking me prisoner. Wave after wave of heat slams through me in time with his cock.
“Jesus fuckingChrist,” he growls, animalistic and rough, like feeling me come has set something off in him. He starts pounding me faster. Now both my hands are up on his shoulders as his body moves. The aftershocks of my orgasm have moved deeper and are gathering right where his cock is thrusting.
“Lorenzo,” I whimper, panting with need as he drives into me in the most heavenly way. Not saying his name because I have anything to say. Saying his name because it’s theonlything I can say. “Lorenzo.”
The door flies open. In a flash, Lorenzo whips the gun out from beneath my chin and points it at the intruders. He sits up, still buried deep inside me, his chest and brow glowing with sweat.
Cassius and Vinicius.
Cassius looks thunderstruck as he stares at me. My hands have trailed down Lorenzo’s chest to slip around his waist. My thighs are tight around his hips. I rip my hands away from his stomach as if they’re suddenly burned, but my legs are locked and won’t let go.
Vinicius merely raises one brow and casts his gaze down my naked body, interested and amused.
“Stay right there till I’m done with our princess,” Lorenzo says with a smile. “But feel free to watch.”
Cassius strides forward and swipes the gun out of Lorenzo’s hand. He grasps the blond man under the armpit and hauls him off me. Then he scoops me up in his arms and pulls me tightly against his chest.
Cassius.
I wrap my arms around his neck and hide my face in his chest. Again, he’s seen me with another man. Again, he’s pulled me away from them and back to him. Why does he have to keep tormenting me like this, pulling me close only to push me away again?
“Take me out of here, please,” I whisper, so soft that only he can hear. “Take me back to your penthouse. Anywhere but here.”
I feel Cassius stroke my hair and hold me closer, and my heart leaps. For a second I think he’s going to do as I ask.
Instead, he walks over to a sofa and sits down, with me in his lap.
“How did you do it, Scava?”
Lorenzo flexes his neck from side to side, smiling. “My good looks and charming personality.”
Vinicius laughs and perches on the windowsill. “No, come on. How did you do it?”
“Instead of asking me how I won, ask yourselves why you lost.Youwere too busy trying to cheat. ‘Just the tip.’ Are you fucking thirteen?”
