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“Quinn…” he groans, as I unfasten the belt he just tightened and gently tug it loose.
“Please, Adriano,” I whisper. I am dying to do this for him, so eager my mouth waters and my hands are all clammy.
When I reach for his thick, throbbing cock, I groan. Jesus, he’s big and hard as fuck after whipping my ass.
I guide him out and eagerly lick the tip.
“Fuck me,” he groans, as I ease him into my mouth.
I love the way he sighs and grips my hair, guiding my mouth up and down his cock. I love the way he makes me gag, how I’m eager for more when the salty, manly taste of him tells me how aroused he is. I grip his ass and move my tongue and lips, sucking him in and savoring the sounds of approval he lavishes on me. My own arousal is dangerously combustive when he finally throws his head back and spills. I swallow eagerly until he slumps against me and curses.
“You did that on purpose. Jesus fucking Christ, woman, give me that cunt.Now.”
And then we’re on the bed and I’m straddling his face and he’s as good with his tongue as he is with his cock. I brace myself above him. His hands grip my sides and hold me in place while he circles my clit with his tongue.
“Oh, fuck yes,” I groan, my hips undulating with perfect pleasure as he sucks and licks me lazily. “I’m not gonna last, I’m going to…”
“Come,” he finishes my sentence and orders at the same time.
I scream when bliss rocks me to my core. I’m boneless, wrapped in ecstasy, as he licks me straight through the most intense orgasm of my life. I sigh when the waves of ecstasy begin to ebb and start to ease my way off of him.
But I can’t. He’s gripping me so tightly I can’t move.
“Adriano!” I’m so sensitive it almost hurts but he doesn’t stop. He keeps licking me until I’m ramped up all over again, impossibly aroused but so sensitized I’m not sure I like this. Then the second orgasm ricochets through me and I definitely like it. “Oh. My. God,” I groan, thankful these walls are soundproof because I can’t stop the raspy scream. “Ahhhh!”
He licks me until I’m slumped against him, then slaps my incredibly sore ass. “You’re done when I say you’re done.”
It’s sexy as fuck when he wipes his hands across his mouth. I flop on the bed next to him.
“I’m paralyzed. You paralyzed me,” I moan, my cheek smooshed up against the bed and my eyes shut. “I can’t move my legs, or my arms, or even my eyelids.”
“Haven’t managed to paralyze your tongue, I see.”
I consider telling him to shut up, but he might spank me again and even I have my limits.
So, I don’t. I open one eye and ask him in my politest tone, “How about that food? And correct me if I’m wrong, but youquiteenjoyed my tongue.”
He’s tamed, for now. But I know that I haven’t come anywhere near taming the beast. Even as my body’s prone on the bed and I’m unable to move, still wrecked and blissed out, I begin pulling pieces of the puzzle together as he goes to get our food.
Things were off here at the club even before I met him. The night that the redhead wrangled my Dom out of my greedy, masochistic fingers… the feeling that I was being watched, and not in the way I like. The way Adriano slipped into assassin mode when he found out I’d been through his wallet.
His phone rings on the bedside table, but he’s at the door fetching our food. I open one eye and consider reaching for it. It finally stops when he steps into the room.
Bending down to kiss my cheek, he places a gorgeous tray of food beside me.
“Be right back.” I watch his gorgeous, muscled back as he heads to the bathroom. I remember the flowers, and the piece of paper hidden in them that he crushed and shoved in his pocket. I bend, pushing myself to the edge of the bed. His jeans are laying in a crumpled heap in the corner of the room.
I reach for them, my heart pounding so fast I’m nauseous. As I grasp them and shove my hand in his pocket, the door to the bathroom opens.
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CHAPTERFIFTEEN
“GOOD GIRL”
Adriano
I'm occupiedand distracted when I notice Quinn is oddly stretched out on the bed with a guilty look on her face. She doesn't lie very well, and she doesn’t hide her true feelings well, either. Most of the time they’re two of the things I like best about her.
