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“And you promise you’ve learned your lesson about being a polite, respectful little lady?”
There was absolutely nothing ladylike about being spread out like a pagan feast for a man who made her call him Daddy, begging for an orgasm. But she was hardly in a position to point that out just then. “Yes, Daddy. Please let me come.”
“I suppose since you asked so politely.”
Finally, she thought when he lowered his head to her pussy once more. With his fingers still moving inside of her, he pressed his tongue to her swollen clit.
“Oh, God!” Pleasure exploded inside of her as he worked his magic, every nerve in her body suddenly alive with electricity. Back arched, fingers twisted in the bedspread, she rode out the orgasm, bucking and writhing beneath him. He didn’t stop until she collapsed on the bed, panting and whimpering.
“My sweet Amara.” Releasing his hold on her, he stood and stripped out of his expensive suit, leaving it puddled on the floor behind him when he moved to the bed.
He guided her back so she was resting on the pillows. Her muscles felt like water and she wondered if she’d ever regain the use of them. Kneeling between her thighs, he lowered himself to her, his cock filling and stretching her as he slid inside of her.
When he kissed her, she tasted her own sweet, spicy juices on his lips.
“Come with me,tesoro mio.”
My treasure.If she hadn’t already been in love with him, she might have fallen for him right then, with her body still humming with pleasure and him sweetly murmuring the language of their homeland in her ear.
His movements drove her up and up again, just teetering on the edge of reason. She went over with a sigh, gentle waves of pleasure washing over her as she fell. He followed her with a final thrust and a growl of release before he collapsed beside her and pulled her into his chest.
They lay tangled together, with nothing but the sound of their heavy, labored breathing to break the silence.
“Amara.” His voice was thick with emotion when he spoke. “Ho un debole per te.”
I’m weak for you. The admission rocked her, and it was a long while before she could answer him. “Love doesn’t make us weak,amore mio. It makes us both stronger.”
At least, she hoped it did. They would both need every ounce of strength they had to face what was coming.
Chapter Thirteen
Something was wrong. Yawning widely, Amara stretched and rolled onto her side. It wasn’t until she burrowed into the hard, lean body beside her that she realized what felt so strange: she wasn’t restrained.
The show of trust both warmed her and brought the guilt rushing back to the surface. How could she be deserving of his trust, when she was harboring a secret that could destroy everything?
Beside her, Emilio stirred and she abandoned her negative thoughts to grin at his sleeping form. It wasn’t often anyone saw a man as powerful as Emilio Rinaldi in a defenseless state. Taking advantage of the situation, she slid her hand under the sheet and wrapped her fingers around his impressively hard erection.
