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I look up and hold her gaze, slowly rubbing my jaw along her inner thigh. My stubble scrapes her skin, and I feel like a king marking her.
I don’t know what kind of miracles I’ll have to pull off to make this woman mine, but I vow to find a way.
“You must be Hades,” she says breathlessly.
“It’s nice to meet you.” I lick her skin and feel a full shiver rack her body. “Spread your legs,” I command as I run the tip of my nose across the damp lace. She draws in a hard breath as I suck her throbbing clit through her panties.
She sways, and I stand in a lightning-fast move and drag her against his chest.
Kissing her ferociously, I cup my head with one hand and use the other to caress her breast.
Stroking, pinching, I’m tuning her up like an instrument. “Clothes. Off.”
“Yes, you should be naked.”
Laughing, I slide her dress over her head and feel like I’ve taken a bullet to a chest. Curves. Gorgeous Botticelli curves. This woman is a fucking feast.
“Enzo—”
“Ssshh.” I press my finger to her lip. “I’m admiring you.” I drag my finger over her padded hip and feel every cell in my body respond. “Your body is calligraphy…each line swoops into the next, and it needs to be worshipped.”
Her cheeks bloom pink, and I see her eyes close. Soft emotions are not my forte, so I carefully lift her into my arms and lay her on the bed. “If I was a poet, I could drown you in beautiful words.” I get rid of my clothes and hear her gasp. “But I’m a man of action.”
Trailing her fingertips over my arm, she shudders. “How are you so ridiculously beautiful?”
“Sweetheart, you have me beat by miles and miles.” I cup her breast, feeling her crashing heartbeat beneath it. “You are perfect.”
I take a nipple into my mouth and hear her exhale. Feasting on her beautiful breasts, I lose a sense of time. Reality flickers, and all my focus goes to reading her signals. Harder. Softer. A bite here. A nip there. What combination will give her the most pleasure?
Straining, she moves closer, and I feel my cock press against my jockeys like it’s trying to break free. “Only me,” I rasp. “No one else.”
I graze her nipple with my teeth and feel her nails scrape down my chest.
“What are you doing to me?”
“Whatever the hell I want.”
“Then I’ll do the same.” A mischievous smile lights up her face, and I wonder if she is going to meet me beat for beat.
Her hand slides into my jockeys, and she quickly finds my cock. “Interesting move.”
“It will be,” she replies, licking her lips as her short nails trace its shape, rubbing against the ridge where the head meets my shaft. Colors I didn’t know existed color my vision.
Relentlessly, she traces every inch. Back and forth. Down the shaft. Up the head until I’m throbbing. “I’ll be the one conducting the overture.” I slide away from her demonic fingers and take a long breath when my body protests.
Rising on her elbows, she watches me move down her body, and I notice the brightest bits of green in her eyes glint like glass. “This is the part where we get familiar with one another and set up the drama for the next act.”
“That’s what I was doing?” Her full mouth forms a pout. “Until I was rudely interrupted.”
Laughing, I pull her ass toward the end of the bed. “Tell me how you feel in twenty minutes.”
“Twenty—” She leans up on her elbows and stares.
“Maybe forty.” I move her panties aside and taste her. Salty, sweet perfection. I open her with my thumbs, making a V with my fingers, and slash my tongue against her nub. Heaven. Abby’s pussy is where I belong. I sink two fingers deep into her soft warmth and feel her slickness. Groaning, her eyes close as her head falls back.
Inhaling her scent, I slide my fingers slowly in and out, thinking how good she’ll feel wrapped around my cock. I lap at her sweetness and let it dissolve against my tongue. Her delicate interior pulses with each stroke, and I know I am one step closer to becoming the center of her world.
I ease up and slow the pace. Her moans get needier, and I play with her a little bit. Letting her know I’m the one conducting the orchestra.
