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Just one moment. No harm, no foul.
“If you don’t care about my virtue, then prove it,” I say, his lips nearly touching mine. He doesn’t need to know anything about my virtue—that’s what makes this even better. I will not beg him anymore. I am done with whateverthisis.
He smiles, his tongue running along his teeth.
My body can’t deny how much I crave him. My legs feel weak whenever he enters the room. Every muscle in my body warms at a slight touch from him.
His lips crash into mine, his hands digging into the back of my neck. His aggressive touch sends chills through my body. His lips are soft, but his kisses beg for more. I wrap my arms around his shoulders, pressing my body against his.
I open my mouth more, his tongue grazing mine, fighting for control. A low grumble escapes his throat, only making my legs feel weaker.
My hands run through his hair, pulling on the ends. I am kissing Giovanni right now.
Oh, shit.If I keep going, I can’t go back.
Do I want to go back?
Before I can give it any more thought, he picks me up, my legs wrapped around him as he carries me to the table. I sit up as his lips find my neck. I lean to the side, allowing more of him. As he pulls me closer to him, I feel every inch of him pressing through his pants.
“Fuck,” he says as I slowly rub my hand against him.
He lifts my dress up, his hands grabbing my thighs tightly. His lips find mine again, and he bites down on my bottom lip.
He pushes my panties to the side, and his finger pushes inside me. My eyes are forced shut at the feel of his finger curling inside me.
I moan as he pushes another in me. I have craved his touch for so long I can’t contain myself anymore. My head is spinning out of control as he stands before me, his lips against mine, fingers inside me, and his free hand grabbing my hips tightly.
The warmth of his hands makes me ache. I want more. I want more of him. My legs tighten around him, pushing him closer into me.
He unzips the back of my dress, pulling it down my torso. One hand brushes against my nipple, and the other pushes back inside me. My head falls back at the feeling of his fingers inside me, all the heat in my body gathering in my core.
“Gio,” I stutter.
He steps back. “Just give me a moment.” His finger trails the edge of his jaw. He shakes his head slowly.
“What?” I ask nervously.
“You’re art, Nina. I could look at you for hours.” His words only making me limp, I pull him back to me by his belt.
His head lowers between my thighs. I run my fingers through his hair. His rough hands feel like spikes against my soft skin. My breathing turns unreliable as his teeth dig into my thigh. I fall onto the table as his tongue brushes over my clit, making my back arch.
A deep murmur falls from his chest. I tremble at the touch of his tongue. Deep, overwhelming desire fills every thought I had previously. “Oh God,” I moan as his hand cups my mouth.
My fingers dig into his arm.
What are we doing right now? Is this happening?
His tongue roams over my clit, running in circles. “Don’t stop.”
My legs begin to shake, my body falling limp as he looks up at me, licking his lips. My legs begin to shake as a tremor goes through my body. I undo his belt, but he takes over quickly, buckling it back.
“You drive me fucking crazy.” His voice falls out raspy. “But not until you’re mine.”
I look down at him and halt for a moment, losing track of my breath. “What?”
His hand travels beneath my back, lifting me up. As if I can’t dress myself, he fixes my dress, zipping it back up.
What is happening? Does he not expect sex?A wave of nervousness comes over me as I stare at his chest. That was the first time a man made me orgasm. I’ve been with other men before, but it was always simple, nothing like this. What other men have done cannot be compared to what Giovanni just did, and he’s just ending it there? “No other man will have you,Donnina.”
