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“I want to devour your pussy.” He took a fistful of my hair in his grip. “For hours.” He lowered his gaze to his target as he moved his hand to my throat. Tugging me toward him, he closed the gap between our bodies. His lips crashed into mine. He sucked my bottom lip into his mouth, nibbling.

My body trembled. Goosebumps sprouted all over my body. I needed to feel him inside me just as much as he wanted it. My nails dug into his enormous biceps, and I tilted my head back, allowing him easier access to my skin.

His lips trailed to my ear. “I’m going to fuck you.” Running his fingers up my side, he dug his face into my nape, biting my flesh. “Hard.”

Every sense in my body was heightened as he forced his hardness against my mound, walking me backward, closer to the bed. “I’m dripping.”

He lifted his head, taking a small step back. A wicked grin emerged on his face as he narrowed his eyes on mine. He seized my hand and spun me away from him. Gently, he pressed on my back. “Bend over.”

I leaned forward, resting on my palms.

He tapped my shoes with his. “Spread.”

Dropping from my hands to my elbows on the mattress, I did as he commanded. He ran his fingertips along the spilt of my dress, caressing my thigh. He inched toward my center. Throwing my head back, I peeked toward the mirror, seeing his grin when he found out I was not wearing panties.

His palm slid between my legs, parting my slit as he discovered how much I desired him. “Fuck, youaresoaked.” Withdrawing his hand, he pressed his fingers in his mouth one at a time, growling. “I’ll always obsess over how you taste.”

I heard the familiar sound of his belt buckle and zipper. The fabric of his slacks grazed my calves as he lowered them. He held my hips securely as the tip of his hardened cock teased my tunnel. With a single stroke, he sank his entire massive length deep into me.

“Oh my God, yesss.” My breath hitched as I hissed, trying to be as quiet as possible since we were not alone in the penthouse.

Without missing a stride, he reached over, grabbing a handful of my hair. Yanking it back, he used it to pull me back hard against his rod. “Fuck, are you already close?”

“Mm-hmm.” I whimpered. My sheath tightened around his shaft. “I...need...to...c...c....”

“You need to what?” He slowed his pace, almost withdrawing from me. He teased my entrance as he moved his hips ever so slightly.

“God, don’t do that to me!”

“Tell me what you need, amore mio.” His tone lowered to a demanding rumble. He let go of my hair and dug his fingers into my hips.

“I need to cu—”

He shoved himself back into me once again, causing us to explode together. Reaching down for my clit, I massaged it as he fucked me until our bodies could no longer withstand the sensation.

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“Wake up, beautiful.” Valentino’s voice echoed through my headset. “We’re about to touch down.”

I cracked my eyes open, peering around, forgetting for a moment we had been flying home. Squirming in my seat, I sat up straight as I looked out the window. Valentino set the helicopter on the helipad smoothly. I sighed in relief as always.

On our way to the elevator, my stomach rumbled with hunger. As the men were discussing something, I laid my head on Valentino’s arm, waiting for the doors the open. The moment they slid back, I took his hand and guided him to the kitchen.

“Baby, it’s 2 a.m.”

“Yeah, so no one will be awake.”

He chuckled as he held his watch to his mouth.Thank you, guys. I’ll be in the kitchen for a bit.“Joseph and Noah are performing security checks.”

“I figured as much.” I giggled as we stepped through the doorway, but halted, glaring straight ahead at the dimly lit breakfast nook. My grip tightened on his hand.

Lindsay was sitting at the table, knees bent, feet in another chair. Her attention was buried in her phone as she scrolled the screen with a wide grin. A coffee mug and empty plate sat on the placemat in front of her.

“Ahem.” Valentino cleared his throat.

She jumped, almost dropping her phone when she took her feet out of the chair and sat at full attention. “Sorry, Mr. Greco.”

Internally, I felt uneasy but was hoping Joseph was right, and Noah was wrong. Unfortunately, the way she scrutinized my fiancé seemed suspicious. I hoped I was reading into everything she was doing, and she was truly innocent, as I had been told.

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