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Two, a single drop of wetness dripped from inside her right thigh, resting delicately in the small curve beside her pussy.
I licked my lips at the sight of it.
Three, smooth planes of her stomach that felt like silk underneath my hands when I held her in place as she rode me.
Almost instantly, she reached for the buttons on my shirt, working them open with none of the hesitation that was there before.
Her breathing was coming faster and heavier, the lower swells of her breasts starting to dampen.
She tugged my shirt off when the buttons were undone and moved right on to the button and fly of my pants. The second she finished, I kicked off my shoes, whipped off my pants, and lifted her up onto the counter.
Without having to be told, she spread her thighs for me, leaning back while a knowing light flashed in her eyes.
I let my eyes take one greedy look of her perfect body and then I lined myself up and drove into her hot, tight pussy. I fucked her hard and fast, incapable of gentle and slow, incapable of being without her slick walls clenching my dick for a second longer.
Her eyes seemed to glue mine to them, sewing an unbreakable tether. My hands explored her body as if I’d never touched her before. Getting to know every line, shape, contour all over again.
My name fell from her lips over and over again, first as breathy sighs, then as broken screams.
I could tell when she became aware that she was getting a bit too loud by the way she bit down hard on her lip, trying to stifle her moans. Her nails scraped down my back harder as she imploded within, her thighs tightening their grip around me.
Not for the first time, I felt connected to her in a way I never experienced before. I was heady.Obsessed. It was like a drug, and I knew I’d never be able to get enough. Not ever.
I was hooked.
I speared my fingers into the sweat-dampened hair at the nape of her neck and forced her head up.
I needed to see her unguarded. Open.
The tingling at the base of my spine intensified as she stared back at me. She didn’t say a word, too engrossed in trying to swallow back all the sounds that begged to escape.
But I swore I couldseeher. I couldn’t put a name to it, but something was shining bright in her eyes. Something that brought me to the peak, until I erupted, my white seed gushing inside her. The very tip of my cock continued to convulse, kissing the wet, warm muscle of her cervix.
It only took the light in her eyes to wrench the most exquisite, earth-shattering orgasm from my body.
Her pussy clenched rhythmically around me as her nails drew blood and one tidal wave after another crashed through me in the ultimate release.
Panting heavily, I let go of her hair, and she dropped her head against my chest. In a move that was the most foreign and most natural thing I’d ever done, I wrapped my arms tight around her and held her there. I never wanted to let go.
Several moments passed before our rugged breathing finally began to slow to something that resembled normal, but still I held her. She seemed so small in my arms, and I couldn’t help but relish in her.
No matter how it had turned out, she came here determined to infiltrate one badass mafia family—that required a special kind of gut I bet only she would have.
I dropped hard back to reality. She was still a Luca in the Costa estate. A Luca who had paraded herself as a complete stranger. It was bad enough that Lorenzo was under the impression she was a Luciano, but his recent interest in the Lucas made this terrible situation even worse, if that was possible.
I didn’t even want to think about Raven being a pawn in Lorenzo’s game.
Over my dead body, my mind seethed. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do to keep her safe. I’d put that gun to my father’s head all over again, but pull the trigger this time if it meant she got to draw one more breath.
Lorenzowouldunderstand that there was a line here he was not allowed to cross.
But while I’d do anything for the dark-haired Juliet to the twisted version ofRomeo and Julietthat was my life now, I wasn’t exactly thrilled about the idea of patricide. So I needed to get her the hell out of here.
If I was able to figure out who she was, Lorenzo wouldn’t be far behind.
Reluctantly, I withdrew from her warm heat that felt way too familiar already. I froze when I saw my come dripping down her thighs.
My heart raced.
