Page 78 of Wicked Roses


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His body, an instrument he uses in different ways. For passion and for violence.

My heart pounds in my chest, a breathlessness coming over me. I’ve never craved a man like I crave Salvatore, so overcome with want and need it can only be described as combustible. It’s a spark that quickly burns into the wildest of fire.

He looks up the moment I abandon the doorway and rush forward.

I tug on the towel around his waist and sink to my knees. I take his dick in my grasp, my eyes flicking up to his.

“I want to suck you off.”

It’s near impossible to catch Salvatore off-guard. As calculated and observant as he is, he’s usually expecting everything at any moment.

But as I slide my hand up and down his length, he’s surprised by my brazenness. He wasn’t expecting to step out of the shower and have me on my knees. He doesn’t stop me though. His gaze heats up, the tightness in his jaw no longer from fury—it’s pure carnal lust.

In a few short strokes he’s hardening. His dick juts out in mouthwatering fashion, thick and heavy in my grasp. I swallow him with a curl of my tongue. His velvety length reaches the back of my throat, but I don’t come up right away. I let him feel the wet-heat of my mouth and throat as saliva pools. Then I glide the flat side of my tongue up his length, hot and slick.

“Shit,” he groans. “Phi. Fuck.”

Short, punctuated words seem to be all he’s capable of. His fingers dig into my curls at the back of my head, but he doesn’t push me back down. He’s letting me have control, letting me set the pace.

He understands me. This moment. Why I need this.

Knowing this turns me on even more. It makes me want to show him I’m his.

I can be your good girl.

Slowly, he regains enough composure for speech, his voice thick with arousal.

“You look so beautiful, Phi. So damn perfect with my dick down your throat.”

My pussy throbs at his words.

I suck him harder, take him deeper. I moan around him, keeping my eyes on his. Salvatore loves eye contact—to know I’m surrendering to him in every way. We both know this is only the beginning of what’s to come; I’ve started something that won’t be finished anytime soon.

It’s in his gaze. In the dominant energy that rolls off him as he watches me bob up and down his dick. He’s making all sorts of plans to claim me in different ways. Any position he can bend and twist me into.

Salvatore always evens the score.

My fingers encircle his thick shaft and I stroke him some more before taking him full in my mouth again. Things become sloppier from there. I brace my hands on his strong thighs and use him as leverage as I go so deep, I almost choke on his dick. My eyes water and I fight my gag reflex.

He’s close.

Heat sears from his dick, twitching in my mouth in warning. His body tenses up, his muscles straining. His fingers remain twined in my curls, firm but still not forceful.

I’m sucking on his head when he comes with a deep, guttural sound. I swallow every drop he spills, savoring the distinct, salty tang of him. Once I’ve wiped him clean with my tongue, I pull back and look up at him.

My heart beats like it’s about to explode inside my chest. I’m still so overcome by my craving for him that I want more. I’m waiting for what’s to come next.

He reaches out and thumbs my swollen lips as if deciding. “Get up,” he says after a moment. “Take off your leggings.”

I obey without question. I’m not wearing any panties, so when the nylon-like fabric slides down my hips and thighs, I’m naked from the waist down.

Hunger flashes in his dark gaze and he fists himself. The urge is too instinctual, too second nature the second he sets sight on my bare pussy. Within seconds, he’s hard again, his dick like a steel shaft that will soon give me what I need.

Salvatore lifts me up and sets me down on the edge of the bathroom counter. There’s no further preamble as he slips into me. I moan in immediate relief and rest my hands on the counter, my legs wrapping around his waist, inviting him deeper.

He cradles my hips in his arms and slides in and out of me in easy, skillful strokes.

He feels so good, my body sings in praise.

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