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Lorenzo rumples his hand through his messy hair, amused. “Whatever makes our princess happy. Why don’t you try calling me Lorenzo?”
“Fine. If it will make you happy, Chiara, I will call him Lorenzo,” Cassius mutters, his accented voice stiff and awkward.
“Thank you. Maybe it’s silly, but it does matter to me.” I press a kiss to his cheek, and his face softens.
Lorenzo watches us in silence for a moment, and then he folds his arms, the need to gloat filling his eyes. “You fucking pushover. So much for being Cassius ‘women should know their place’ Ferragamo. She just twisted you right around her little finger.”
Oh, my God.
Cassius’ spine straightens in outrage and he roars, “Scava, I will wring your fucking neck!”
“Lorenzo,I will wring your fucking neck,” Lorenzo corrects. “Thanks for the show, princess. I’ll watch you bring this obstinate old bull to his knees any day of the week.”
I sigh and rub my forehead. “Lorenzo, what did I just say? He won’t call you Scava if you don’t wind him up. This has to work both ways.”
Lorenzo comes around the counter toward us, a very different expression on his face. “If you really want to bring me and Cassius together, I’ve got a much better idea.”
Cassius seems like he wants to grab Lorenzo and sink his fist into his face as he growls in Italian.
“What idea?” I ask.
Lorenzo’s wicked smile widens. “Cassius’ thick, veiny dick and mine, fucking you at the same time.”
Cassius breaks off and his eyes suddenly kindle with interest. I remember what Lorenzo said to me in bed a few weeks ago.
One day soon I’m getting my dick in here along with someone else’s and we’re both going to fuck your pussy at the same time. Who shall I choose? How about Cassius. Cassius’ big, fat dick and mine railing you together. Will that be enough for you? You greedy bitch. You little cock slut.
Lorenzo slips a hand around my throat and turns my head toward Cassius. “Show him how much you missed him, princess.”
“But I—” I break off as Cassius kisses me. All trace of anger is gone and his lips are demanding. My body is caught between the two of them as they slip their hands beneath the T-shirt I’m wearing.
“Tell him how much you missed him,” Lorenzo whispers.
Cassius waits, one brow raised. I stroke my fingers through his beard. “I missed you so much.”
“Say, Please, Cassius, won’t you fuck me with your thick cock? I want even more than you in my tight little cunt.”
I start to repeat his words, but I’m being led up a horny garden path and I’m not sure how this is going to work.
“Bambina, you’re not saying anything.”
“I think she fucking could, Cassius. Don’t you?”
“Absolutely she could.”
I look from one man to the other. “Nowyou’re agreeing and getting along?”
Cassius kisses my throat and murmurs in my ear, “Who, us? Lorenzo and I are the best of friends. Let us show you.”
He lifts me up onto the counter, pulls my panties down my legs and spreads me open, his eyes gleaming as he lowers his head to lick me. Unable to resist, I lean back on my hands. I could tell Cassius’ tongue from any of the others’ by feel alone. Strong, insistent swipes that taste me as much as they give me pleasure.
“I’m aching to fuck you,bambina. You’re all I could think about while I was locked out. It was torture.”
“Let me help you, best friend.” Lorenzo picks me up from behind with his arms hooked underneath my knees and holds me open. With his back against the counter, he waits while Cassius undresses.
I hold onto Cassius’ shoulders as he steps toward me, his thickened cock in his hand. With a kiss, he thrusts himself home, and I’m pushed back into Lorenzo.
Lorenzo groans, the sound vibrating through my chest. “I could watch you getting fucked all day, princess.”
