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A retort is already at the tip of her tongue, but I peel her panties down her smooth legs, slapping her thighs open.
My head lowers, and I bite her thigh, leaving a trail of licked skin and small, peppered kisses. Her arousal floods my nostrils, satisfying the beastly part of me. This woman turns me into an animal functioning on basic instincts to claim and mate. She throws her head back, her hand yanking at my hair.
“Mine, fucking mine, do you hear me?”
She shakes her head, and I slide my finger up and down her slit. She’s wet, eyes half-lidded, and she licks her lips.
“First, prove you’re any good.” Challenging me, knowing full well how I react to it. But my little spitfire loves to see me unhinged, fully aware of the power she already has over me.
I smile, this woman will be the death of me. And I don’t fucking mind one bit.
I bury my face in her pussy, sucking on her lips, circling her clit with my tongue, devouring her with insatiable greed and unrestrained passion. The sounds she makes are a symphony of pants and moans.
She spasms around me, her thighs squeezing my head, and I lap at her, groaning at the sweet taste.
Her legs shake. “Please, this is . . . too much.”
“Get used to it.” I continue eating her, wrenching the pleasure from her.
I lift my head and drag her face to mine, crushing our mouths together. She tastes herself on my lips, but dives right into our kiss. Fuck me, I’m so hard, I might come in my pants. Ravenous for her sweet moans and taste, I get back to eating her out. Wetness coats my lips as I drink her up. I don’t stop until she’s a writhing mess.
My name rolling off her lips undoes me, a whispered plea uttered by a sinner who can’t stop. Like a starved man, I continue to feast on her pussy. Her hips arch, her toes curl, the orgasm hits her like a rippling wave, making her body writhe. She comes on my tongue, body shuddering, trying to catch her breath. She looks fucking fantastic, rosy face, swollen lips, eyes the most intense sparkly green, and a pussy drenched in her orgasm.
“This night wasn’t supposed to be like this,” she says, her mind taking over. Now that her body got what it wanted. I bite back a groan of frustration. I clean my chin, coated with her juices, against her thighs, placing a few kisses, savoring the limited number of moments I have with her before I have to let her go. I slide the thong back on, covering what’s mine. She lies still, brow furrowing at the tender gesture.
I stand up and look at her, pushing through the dark gray clouds gathering into a storm inside my head. The wedding can’t happen soon enough for my restless mind, craving heart, and heated body.
“I am serious, Chiara. I am a possessive bastard. Do not pull something like this again.”
She leans on her palms, her pose like one of the most skilled seductresses. “I can’t but you can?”
“I won’t either.”
If she only knew.
She flicks her hair back. “I don’t care.”
I cage her between my arms, biting her earlobe. My hand splays over her neck, feeling the erratic pulse there.
“Liar.”
She turns her head to me. “It changes nothing anyway. You can do whatever the hell you want.”
My hand wanders lower, cupping her pussy. “I will. And just a warning, I am going to fuck you on our wedding night with no protection.”
“Are you crazy?”
“Don’t care.”
She pushes me off her and pats her hair, which has been ruffled with all the thrashing she did.
“I told you to dream on.” She stands up and arranges her dress. She’s breathtakingly gorgeous. And she’s all mine. All her beauty, all her fire.
“And I’m telling you to wake the fuck up. Your body already knows who it belongs to, your heart will follow, then your brain . . . will accept you are all mine, too.”
Her nostrils flare, and she takes a threatening step toward me. Whatever she sees in my eyes makes her backpedal. I back her into the corner of my office and kiss her, punishing and devouring her. I want to consume her like she does me, which I do, leaving her gasping by the time I end the kiss.
With closed eyes, she says, “You’re . . . a monster.”
