Page 52 of Wicked Knight


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“I want you inside me.”

“Not yet.” He took my hand and showed me how to pump faster. At the same time, he went up another notch with the vibrator then moved it down to my entrance. “I’m so close.”

“Me too.” I let my head fall back on the tile, while he expertly brought me to climax.

I saw stars behind my eyes as the sensation grew at my core then expanded like wildfire through the rest of me. Before I came down from my high, he turned me to face the wall, then entered me. I winced in pain, and he held still.

“Just relax.” He kneaded my breast with one hand and my ass with the other.

His touch turned my body into a puddle of wantonness at his feet. I leaned against him for support as he slid into me once more. In the next beat, he removed my makeshift blindfold and let me see his beautiful face.

His cheeks were flushed. And the look in his eyes was one of pure lust and need for me. This was all for me. “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

“Are you sure?” He gripped my hips, and his biceps bulged as if it took all his strength not to fuck me into oblivion.

I wavered between the soreness I would feel later and how good his cock felt inside me right now. “I’m sure. Make me come again.” I braced my arms on the tile and stood on my tippy toes to give him better access.

I was his. Only his.

“Jesus Christ, Donata. You’re so fucking tight.” He took handfuls of my butt cheeks as he thrust into me.

Last night, he had held back because I was still so new at this. But now, he let me have the full force of his desire as he swelled inside me. He filled me completely, stretching me to the limit. I glanced over my shoulder and reached for his wet hair. Between his sexy moans and his cock taunting my G-spot, I came harder than I had before. This time, the flutters at my core scorched through me, fast and rough, until there was nothing left to feel, but a big void of nothingness and darkness. I was floating. And for a long while, I had no idea where I was.

Our mouths collided again, and in the midst of our labored breathing and our tired bodies, he managed to find his release. Watching Luca come undone and spill his cum all over my ass was the hottest thing I had ever seen.

“Omigod.” I pressed my cheek to the tile and cool droplets of water fell into my mouth. “What the hell was that?” My eyes watered when I saw Luca’s expression.

He looked as confounded as I was. “I don’t know.” He dropped his head to my shoulder, then scrapped his teeth on my heated skin. “When you’re involved, I don’t know anything anymore.”

“Why do you say that?” I turned to face him.

“You are chaos personified. I never know what’s going to happen when you’re near me.” He smiled at me.

“Is that a bad thing?”

He studied my features. The lines between his brows hadn’t made an appearance since last night, when he found me at the clandestine club. He seemed content and sated. “No, I don’t think so.”

“I would believe it if you hadn’t taken so long to answer,” I said as I shoved him.

He caught my wrists and then wrapped his arms around my body. A wet and slippery Luca was an aphrodisiac. “Are you hungry?” He bent down and gently bit my lower lip.

“Starving.” I cupped his cheeks. It didn’t matter if he meant food or sex, I was good either way.

“Alfred will be home later. But let me see what I can find for us to snack on before lunch.” He brushed wet strands away from my face. “How do you take your coffee?”

“Just black.”

“Black? Hmm.” He chuckled. “I’ll see what I can do.”

I stood there while he quickly shampooed his hair and used a loofah to wash the rest of him. When he was finished, he pulled me to him and squeezed bubbles on my belly. He lathered it all over my skin, then moved farther down. His hands on me felt like heaven. My eyes fluttered closed, and I let my head rest on his chest.

“I thought you were hunting and gathering for us,” I mumbled.

“Right.” He cleared his throat, shaking his head. “I was. You make me forget myself.” He put the loofah in my hands. “Finish up. I’ll go get us something to eat.”

I nodded and watched on as he grabbed a fluffy towel off the rack and dried himself off. Then he disappeared into his closet. To my delight, when he returned, he was dressed in pajama pants and a T-shirt. That could only mean he wanted to spend the day with me.

Yeah, I had died and gone to heaven.

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