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I was still fully dressed, and she only wore a scrap of lace, but I didn’t think that was what she was talking about. “You can let go with me. I’ll catch you.”

That seemed to assuage a place deep inside her, and she stepped closer, her body pressed against mine. I could imagine how the stiff material of my jacket felt against her hard nipples. I cupped her jaw and tipped her chin up so I could kiss her, softly at first and then exploring. I’d never get enough of this. Of her.

She encircled my wrists. “Ho bisogno di te. I need you.”

“I want to do crazy things to you. I want to throw you down on my bed, spread your legs, and feast on you for hours. I want to bend you over my bed and pound into you. I can’t go slow.”

“Voglio farti le pazzie. That means I want to do crazy things to you.”

I repeated the phrase as best I could,voglio farti le pazzie, and a shiver ran through her body. “Take me to your bedroom.”

I lifted her, her legs wrapping naturally around my waist. I knew how big that was for her to say. Last time, we’d fucked everywhere but my bedroom. I’d only cuddled with her there, admiring her in the moonlight before she ran. But tonight, I’d savor her.

She kissed me as I moved, and when we got to my room, I carefully lowered her to the bed, hovering over her.

“What I want to do to you sounds so much better in Italian. I want to wreck you.”

She widened her legs underneath me. “That sounded pretty good in English.”

I knew how hard it was for her to be here, to trust me to take care of her, and I didn’t take that lightly. I’d said I wouldn’t be able to control myself, but I would. I wanted to make this perfect for her. But first, I needed her bare. I moved, kissing her chest, then sucking on her nipples, before I moved lower, hooking my fingers in the band of her panties and pulling them over her hips and down. I flung them somewhere over my shoulder, hoping she couldn’t find them in the morning.

I wasn’t one to hold on to a woman’s panties as a keepsake, but I liked having her colorful thongs in my drawer when I opened it in the mornings. It was too much to hope she’d ever leave anything here on purpose.

I wouldn’t get ahead of myself. I’d enjoy where we were, and right now, I had a naked woman under me, waiting for my mouth. I didn’t want to disappoint her. I wanted to blow her mind.

I shucked off my suit jacket and unbuttoned the sleeves of my shirt, rolling them up before palming her ass and lifting her to my mouth.

“Silas,” she breathed.

I blew over her pussy. “What? No pretty Italian words?”

She moved onto her elbows, looking down her body at me.“Ti voglio.”

“I’m starting to recognize that one. Keep saying that, baby.”

Then I licked her, and her head fell back. I wanted to see every reaction to my touch. I circled her clit, not touching the bundle of nerves, and she fell back onto the bed. “I’m going to make you feel so good.”

She fisted the comforter as I used a finger to ease inside her. “You already are.”

That statement went to my head, and I used a second finger, mimicking my cock fucking her. “I want to see you come on my mouth and then my cock.”

“Yes,” she breathed.

“You’re so fucking sexy laid out on my bed for me. You’re so wet for me.”

Her thighs trembled as I kissed them. Her skin was impossibly soft. I reached up and palmed her breasts as I sucked on her clit, moving my fingers inside her, curling when I found that spot. The one that would send her over the edge.

Her breathing grew ragged, and her muscles tightened.

“Let go for me, baby.” I sucked hard on her clit and used a third finger before she finally jerked, her hips arching off the bed, her pussy tight against my mouth. I eased her through the aftershocks before wiping my mouth and quickly removing my clothes. I caught her gazing appreciatively at my body, and I kissed my way up her body, loving how soft she was now.

She bit her lip. “I need you inside me.”

I loved the raw honesty in her words. I’d been with women I suspected were putting on an act, pretending they wanted me, when what they really wanted was my lifestyle. But this thing with Gia was real. She did her best to resist me, and the fact she couldn’t only made me want her more.

“I’ll take care of you,” I said, sensing she needed to hear that from me. It was past time for her to allow someone to care for her, and I’d be honored to be the man she chose.

I lined up at her entrance and then paused. “Do you want me bare?”

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