Page 100 of Sinful Honor


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He held me as I trembled through the aftermath, wrapped me in his arm, and murmured in Italian against my temple.

When I’d recovered enough to open my eyes, I found him watching me with a mix of awe and male satisfaction. His fingers were still buried inside me, his smug face only inches from mine. He flexed his fingers until I sighed again.

He’d played me like an instrument—such a primal form of claiming me completely, it should have made me feel used, but instead only made me ache for more of his touch.

All of it.

I licked my lips, and his gaze dropped to follow the movement.

“You said you’d never do anything against my will,” I said softly. “You told me you’d stop if I asked you to.”

His eyes flicked back to mine, guarded. “Say the word, and I will.”

He pulled on his hand, but before he could slip his fingers out of me, I gripped his wrist and pushed them back in.

Then I turned my head, brushing my lips against the curve of his shoulder in a feather-light caress. “Then don’t stop. Never stop. Give me more.”

A low growl rumbled in his chest as he lay back and pulled me with him and on top of him.

One hand was still inside of me, the other hand splayed over my ass. His erection prodded against my belly.

“You are a dirty girl, mia Stellina.” His voice held a dangerous edge, but there was no real heat behind the words—only hunger—one that matched my own.

He slid his hand from my ass, wrapped it around my neck, squeezed, then pulled me down until my lips touched his.

At the same time, he pulled his finger out of me and settled me more firmly against his bulge.

I gasped and clenched when I felt his cock nestled between my thighs.

Yes.

He chuckled—a low, dangerous rumble in his chest.

I panted, trying to ignore how delicious his hardness felt pressed against my core.

But not yet.

I wanted more. Wanted to explore him, as well. “I want my turn.” I snaked my hand between us until I could wrap my fingers around his cock and reveled at his sharp inhale.

“Sophia,” he whispered, pausing to nip at my ear. “I’ll give you exactly five seconds. Then I will take over and spend the rest of the night tasting every inch of you. I will make you come again and again while I fuck you with my fingers, my mouth, and my dick.”

Desire coiled hot and heavy inside me once more, and a helpless moan slipped out of me at his words. Finally.

Then he let go of me and stretched both arms to the side.

I explored the hard planes of his body on my way down until I could see him, feel him, and reach him with my mouth.

He had the most beautiful cock. Long, thick with a big, bulbous head. I traced the blue veins, running up and down with my tongue.

He groaned, but I wasn’t done exploring.

I circled him with my hand, running it up to the tip and down.

Impossibly hard but also satiny smooth.

And so, so big.

No wonder it barely fit and had hurt.

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