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“There’s my good kitten,” he soothes as the pads of his fingers press against my G-spot. “Let go for me.”
Let go?I couldn’t hold on if my life depended on it. I cry out his name as my orgasm shreds my body to pieces, tearing into my limbs with a million little explosions of pleasure and relief, like tiny starbursts igniting in every cell of my body.
“You look so hot when you come for me,” he growls, and when I meet his eyes in the mirror, the fire in his makes my skin burn.
He slides his fingers out of me, sucking them clean before he opens the condom and rolls it on. Then he grabs my hip, and with his other still squeezing my breasts and toying with my nipples, he grips me tightly as he nudges the tip of his cock at my entrance.
“Dante, please,” I beg him to take me. Because what he’s already given isn’t enough. He’s merely stoked the embers, but I need the fire. And I know the exquisite relief of being filled by his huge cock is the only thing that will bring it.
“I got you, Kat,” he whispers against my skin, and then with a roll of his hips, he’s inside me. Filling me so completely that I gasp for breath. The pain and the pleasure of being stretched so wide by him fighting for control as he drives into me again.
“Holy mother of fucks…” I moan as he wraps both arms around me, caging me inside them as he hugs me tightly and fucks me hard.
“I knew you’d be tight like this, but Jesus, fuck, Kat,” he grunts.
I whimper as another orgasm starts to wash over me in slow, undulating waves.
“I can’t wait to bend you over my desk and fuck you. Tell me you’ll let me,” he says as he runs his nose over the back of my neck, pushing my hair out of the way with his face.
“Yesss.”
“Good little kitten,” he growls as he drives harder, crushing me to his chest as I fall apart in his arms.
Then he sinks his teeth into my neck, sucking hard, as he rocks his hips and finds his own release.
Chapter12
Dante
Maximo frowns as he reads whatever message just came through on his cell.
“Something wrong?” I ask him.
“The guy from the other night, the one who shot Mitch?”
“Yeah?”
“Died about a half hour ago.”
“Fuck,” I sigh, running a hand through my hair. That guy was the last one breathing from the situation three nights ago. We were at a dinner an old friend of ours was hosting for his girlfriend’s birthday, when three guys showed up out of nowhere and started shooting. There were so many families there, no one has any idea who the intended target was and the three men involved were taken down before they could do any lasting damage. But our best lead just went and died.
To make things worse, my father was there too, and after the Kat situation, the last thing I need is him breathing down my neck to find out who was behind this. I have bigger issues to deal with right now.
“The kid who died, he was Italian, right?”
Maximo nods.
“Then it has to be a power grab. Someone must know something, Max.”
“I have turned this city upside down, D. I even tracked down Carmine Santangelo.”
That name is a blast from the past. “Fuck, Max. I didn’t even know he was still breathing.”
“Alive and barely kicking, but yes, he’s still around.”
“And you went to see him, why?”
“Leave no stone unturned, you said.”
