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My entire body is shuddering with pleasure, and I grip the bench tightly. Even in a difficult position, I grind on his face and ride his tongue. He grabs my hips, pulls me closer to him, and continues to send me into a mindless frenzy.

Within seconds, I’m hurtling towards an orgasm.

When I’m going for bust alone, there’s usually a gentle buildup, but this is completely different. It hits me out of nowhere.

“Ah…ah…Yes, don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

I don’t even need to tell him because I know he’s not going to. He’s devouring me like I’m his last meal on Earth. I arch my back and wrap my legs around his head, forcing the protruding muscular organ in his mouth deeper.

His tongue somehow finds my clit, and he gently flicks it, sending me right over the cliff I was already hurtling towards, and I explode like a volcano.

My breath escapes me in a high-pitched cry, but with practiced skill, Gio reaches out and slams his hand across my mouth to muffle it. There’s no way I can hold back, and our respective parents would likely hear me if I scream and wonder what’s going on.

I slump on the bench, my limbs hanging uselessly on my sides. I’m still fully exposed, but my energy is sapped.

Lifting his face from between my thighs, I can feel him peppering my ass cheeks, inner thighs, and lower back with kisses. I close my eyes and try to steady my still-racing heartbeat.

He grabs my head firmly, and my eyes snap open. He lifts me up for a deep kiss again, and this time, I can taste my own pussy all over his tongue and even on the sides of his mouth, but he doesn’t seem bothered by it at all. It turns me on to know how much he enjoys me.

Both of us are panting again, and finally he stands up and wipes his mouth with his thumb, gathering my fluid before sucking it clean. He stares at me as he does so, and damn if I don’t start to feel warm in my core again.

He grabs my shorts and yanks them back over my hips, giving my ass a playful swat. “Good workout.” He laughs.

My head is swimming. I haven’t fully recovered from the waves of pleasure enveloping me. As I stand up my knees shake, and for a moment I’m scared that my legs will give out.

I raise my head and watch Gio’s amused face. This man made me come in what felt like seconds. It’s without a doubt the most explosive orgasm I’ve ever had, and yet my body continues to crave more.

This is the kind of hunger I cannot satiate. Now it’s just a matter of time. I know I want to give myself to him, and after the way he brought me to the peak I know Gio wants it just as badly.

Chapter Nine

Gina

Ican’t walk into the gym without thinking about him now—the way he felt in my mouth, how he ate me up and snatched my soul from my body with an earth-shattering orgasm.

But he didn’t even try to go all the way with me once I told him about my virginity. The moment I confessed, it was like something shifted between us. It just makes me think that there is something about him I want to explore more—besides his body, of course.

For the past couple of days, I usually find him already gone by the time I wake up. I know through my mother that it’s better to just not ask about what Gio does outside of the house, especially considering how he took care of Peter at the nightclub without a second thought and with animalistic brutality and delight too.

She doesn’t seem to care that she’s involved with a man who used to be one of the biggest crime lords in the country. It’s either that or she only allows herself to think of him as he is now—a loving, caring family man.

Anyway, I don’t need to pry the secrets—whatever they are—from her. I can do my own internet research, thank you very much. I am so good at that that if one day, the FBI knocks on my door to hire me, I won’t even be surprised.

There’s one thing I’m sure of. My mother’s husband spends most of his time with her. So that tells me Gio is probably the man who’s taken over for him, which means that the guy I’ve been fantasizing about is really bad news. Bad enough news that I shouldn’t go anywhere near him or be associated with him. And I already have, especially with the stunt he pulled at the club.

Anyone smart enough will realize that Gio won’t rescue a girl he doesn’t know. It doesn’t take much to put two and two together.

I’ve always been level-headed when it comes to most things, but with Gio, it’s like I lose my brain cells when he’s around. And the stupid thing is, I want more—so much more than him kissing me, eating me out, and making my knees go weak.

I shake my head.Gio, Gio, Gio. He’s all I’ve been thinking about.

I decide to distract myself by working out, and strapping on the gloves, I start to hit the bag again and again, with the music blaring. I’m so focused that I don’t even notice him standing there watching me until I hear applause cutting through the song.

He’s standing with his arms akimbo, smiling at me like I’ve just gifted him something precious. I stop and stand straighter. My pulse is pounding, and my shoulders are heaving as I pant. His eyes zero in on my chest.

My body is coated in sweat, and goosebumps pepper my arms because I know he’s checking me out—unashamedly, I may add.

“Nicely done. You’ve been working on it.” He crosses the room and stands close to me—so close that I can see his day old stubble, and boy does it ever accentuate his granite jawline well.

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