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He grinned like a kid, as if no other woman had ever complimented him in such a way. Then he cupped and squeezed my breasts again, this time pinching my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers until the pain forced a cry from my throat. “Yes, you are.”
I was shocked that almost instantly, the wave of anguish brought another throb of need between my legs, my panties soaked. Whimpering, I threw my head back as he soothed the ache with his hot, wet mouth, pulling one hardened bud between his teeth.
“Oh, my.” Stars floated all around me, marring my vision, every vibrant color catching my attention. The intimacy was entirely different than I’d imagined.
He sucked, allowing the exaggerated sounds to float between us, which made me tremble and giggle out of nervousness. When he rolled his lips to my other breast, I threw one arm around his head, tangling my fingers in his hair. God, it was thick and silky, the dark curls so soft. I closed my eyes briefly, enjoying the freeing moment, but seconds later I sensed his needs were pushing to the surface, every sound he made dark and animalistic.
There was no doubt he was a predator and I was his prey.
He pulled away as he’d done before, only without a second of hesitation, he lifted me off the floor, pushing me down onto the island.
“Oh.” I tried to bite back a cry but failed, my arms flailing as I tried to find something to hold onto. My heels thumped against the cabinet as they dangled off the edge, a slight reminder I was at his utter mercy.
Just where I wanted to be.
His laugh was the most romantic yet darkly famished sound I’d ever heard. He placed his fingers against my chest, opening them wide then rolling them down my stomach, swirling the tip of his index finger around my bellybutton. When he finally slipped several under the thin elastic of my thong, I cinched my eyes shut.
“Look at me, princess. Don’t take your eyes off me.”
It was impossible to ignore his commanding tone. I opened my eyes cautiously, studying his strong jaw, adoring the way his two-day stubble created a stunning shadow on his carved features. He took his time rolling the lace over my hips, his smile widening as soon as he exposed my bare pussy. I was thankful I’d worn my favorite pair of panties, although I’d never considered giving myself this kind of delicious, filthy birthday gift.
I could imagine what I might have worn if I had.
After tossing the unwanted material aside, he shook his head ever so slowly and rolled his fingers along the insides of my legs, easing them apart. Then he bent them at the knee and I almost lost it, shaking like a leaf. I could swear my teeth were even chattering.
“Relax, baby girl. I’m going to enjoy every second of providing you with nothing but pleasure.”
“Meaning… what?” Oh, God. I sounded like some stupid kid. I was certain of it.
He slipped a single finger between my legs, rolling the tip around my clit. “That means I’m going to enjoy feasting on your pretty pink pussy.”
CHAPTER 7
Francesco
There was something about her utter vulnerability that pulled me in like a moth to a flame. Unfortunately, the blossoming insect usually didn’t survive. I chuckled inwardly as images of smoke and flames erupted in the forefront of my mind. Why was I worrying about whether fucking an innocent girl would drive me into the fires of hell?
That wasn’t like me. It was rare for me to think about consequences in my life, much to the chagrin of my sister and discord with my brother-in-law. But I made no excuses for who and what I was.
A monster.
A killer.
A bloodthirsty man.
I had a job to do, one I took seriously, never allowing my weakness for a member of the opposite sex to interfere.
Usually.
This beautiful flower was something special, a rare creature that normally didn’t come around for a man like me unless it was forced. The fact she’d offered herself freely like a lamb to the slaughter was another indication she had no clue about my real identity. Maybe that made the taste of her lips, her luscious skin that much sweeter. Whatever the reason, I had plans on indulging in finding satisfaction for the remainder of the night.
Spanking her was just the filthy beginning.
Tasting her was all I’d been able to think about.
My world was jaded, full of those pretending to be something they weren’t. It was often necessary in my profession. If you showed fear or even trepidation, the weakness would be used against you. While some women were still used as bargaining chips, an offer made to satisfy a debt owed or perhaps to strengthen an alliance, there were hundreds of women who had no issue flaunting themselves in front of dangerous men, addicted to the strange kink of bedding a monster.
Many of them ended up dead, unable to handle the sadistic needs. I’d certainly been privy to repulsive stories of other syndicate leaders, their soldiers required to find creative dumping grounds for leftover sex partners. I’d wanted to hunt down every single bastard, shoving their dicks into their mouths as a gag before honing my knife skills.
