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My heart ached, more so than it had in a long time. Thank God my father hadn’t been able to find Francesco, and he had tried. I’d overheard phone calls, his goons looking for him. I’d lied well enough to keep him from figuring a damn thing about him. My lover.
The man of my dreams.
Oh, God. What was I going to do?
I leaned back against the comfortable chair, allowing my thoughts to drift to the only real pleasurable moment I’d experienced. Suddenly, the images were extremely vivid, more so than they’d been in a long time. I could almost feel his presence. Maybe Francesco was somewhere in the city. Maybe one day I’d see him again.
Right. As if you’re going to run into him on the street.
I bit back a laugh. What would happen if I did? I’d honestly look him in the eye, acting as if I didn’t know who he was. Or maybe I’d slap him for letting me go.
Yeah, you’ll do that. Ha ha.
My inner voice always trapped me in my lies.
The memory continued to form and shift in my mind, and I allowed myself to go there, to a place of peace and happiness. Why not? What could it hurt? As his naked body materialized in my mind, I bit back a salacious moan.
“Come here, baby. Suck my cock,” Francesco growled as he beckoned me with a single finger. He remained on a leather chair, completely naked with a drink in one hand, his right leg stretched out as he lounged in the chair. There was no mistaking the look on his face or the raging desire flashing through his eyes.
I gave him a coy look, toying with my hair as I twisted back and forth, remaining several feet away. When I licked my lips in an exaggerated manner, the heavy breath he issued sent goosebumps up and down every inch of my body.
“If you don’t come here right now, I will spank that sweet ass of yours once again, this time using my belt.”
Laughing, I dropped to my knees, but I had no intentions of obeying him immediately. Teasing him was far too much fun. I gave him a seductive look then rolled onto my hands and knees, stretching my back like a kitty cat would do, even purring to give him an idea of how hungry I was.
He chuckled in a dark and dangerous way, before taking a swig of his drink. His eyes never left me, never blinked as I tossed my head, teasing him relentlessly. “Goddamn it, woman. What you do to me.”
I continued swinging my hair as I crawled closer, clawing the floor on purpose. He rolled his palm down his chest to his cock, wrapping his hand around the base. With a heated look continuing to build on his face, he stroked up and down, twisting his hand to create friction. My mouth watered from the need to slide my tongue around his cockhead before taking every inch.
His subtle yet powerful laugh continued, his eyes now hooded as he continued staring at me. “You are one bad girl, my little dove. Aren’t you?”
“Yes, sir,” I cooed and crawled closer, still keeping my distance in my desire to torment him. I knew I’d pay the price of having my bottom blistered all over again, but it was worth taking control if only for a few minutes. His actions became rougher every few seconds, the way he was pumping his cock enticing me to the point my pussy was throbbing.
When I was only a couple of feet away, I rose up onto my knees only, brushing my fingertips down both sides of my neck to my breasts, gently cupping them as I rolled the tip of my tongue around my lips.
He sat up, his chest rising and falling as his expression turned carnal. I wanted this moment to last, to bask in the sweetness of just being together. When he finally beckoned me with his index finger for a second time, I knew disobeying him wouldn’t be in my best interest.
Still, I took a few seconds to slide my hand between my legs, flicking my finger back and forth across my already sensitive clit.
There was something so enticing about his labored breathing, as if it was a telling statement of how rough he was going to be. The man was obsessed, his needs darker than I’d originally imagined and I enjoyed satisfying every single desire over and over again.
“Come to me or there will be hell to pay.”
God, the rumble of his deep baritone set off a series of dancing vibrations, my heart racing from the mere thought of the powerful man driving his cock deep inside. I wanted to feel alive, electrified as only he could do. I needed to feel the weight of his body, the heat of the connection, and the longing that erupted from every muscle and cell in his body.
And I needed my skin seared from his touch.
I threw my head back and moaned the second I drove three fingers past my swollen folds into my aching pussy. He’d already fucked me twice, the ache in my muscles like a glorious badge of honor.
“You’re driving me insane, little bird. Come now. Now!” His words were little more than an intense growl, his entire body shaking from an obvious rush of adrenaline.
The moment I crawled between his legs, he fisted my hair, laughing softly, maniacally as if he was nothing but pure evil.
Then he stroked my hair, running his large hand under my chin, lifting my head with a single finger. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Suck my cock, baby. Suck my big, fat cock.”
He didn’t need to ask me twice, my desire as ever present as his. I opened my mouth, forming a perfect O with my lips, lightly brushing my hands up the inside of his calves to his thighs. He was so muscular, every inch of him perfectly chiseled. And his scent was of burning timber and sandalwood, a dash of spices and citrus keeping his fragrance fresh. Inhaling, I held my breath for a few seconds before blowing across his cockhead. I was almost instantly rewarded with drops of pre-cum, which I hungrily dragged my tongue through, every sound I made that of a famished animal.
Francesco thumped back in the chair, raking one hand through his hair as he fisted mine with the other. Just the expression on his face was enough to keep me fully aroused, my mind spinning with all the filthy things he’d done and would do to me. When I engulfed the tip, he issued a series of strangled moans, his tense muscles starting to shake.
