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But, his warning delivered, Alessio was sliding one strong arm beneath her, accepting the offering she’d foolishly made moments ago, and bringing her even closer against him until they were plastered from chest to thigh, until his powerful legs tangled with hers and the thick imprint of his erection left no doubt as to what was about to occur.
What she’d moaned and craved only a minute ago.
She still wanted it. She’d be a hypocrite to deny it. But perhaps he’d done her a favour by killing any thoughts of this being more than a physical exchange of pleasure. That she, with weighty family baggage of her own, could somehow help him carry his.
‘I’m losing you,’ he rasped with a heavy hint of displeasure.
Do you care?she wanted to throw back. She held her tongue. Asking that suggested she wanted a deeper insight into and a connection with a man who had laid his cards on the table.
So she shook her head and spiked her fingers into his hair. Summoning another smile, she slicked her tongue over her lips, more out of hunger than a need to titivate.
That it drew a ravenous growl from deep within him was neither here nor there.
He wanted her.
She wanted him.
It only needed to be as simple as that.
And when he lowered his head and recaptured her mouth, his body pressing her deeper into the bed, while swiftly divesting her of her robe, Giada finally set her roiling thoughts aside and succumbed to his mastery.
Alessio couldn’t stop the emotional claws from digging deeper into him.
And no, it didn’t help that his brain mockingly reminded him that he’d thrown this door wide open himself. A door he hadn’t opened in so long that he’d believed it’d rusted shut for ever.
Diu mio, he’d told her about his father.
About the uncles who, even at this moment, were squabbling among themselves while warily scheming about how to deal with their powerful, intensely vengeful nephew.
Most sacred of all, he’d told her about his mother.
It was as if the moment he’d turned on the tap, he couldn’t shut it off. And then she’d further scrambled his brain with her giving touch.
While it’d turned lustful very quickly, Alessio knew it hadn’t started out that way. She’d offered simple comfort, his stark words of loss and pain touching her enough for her to reach out. To display emotion he’d been utterly defenceless against.
But he’d salvaged the situation...hadn’t he?
She moved beneath him, and he angled his focus to the stunning woman offering herself so willingly to him.
Yes, he had.
Hell, he’d gone one better and shattered any misplaced notions she held towards what this meant. Which meant everything was fine.
There would be no messy emotional fallout when this unstoppable chemistry ran its course.
He was safe.
Alessio repeated those three words to himself on a loop as eager fingers dug into him, his mouth trailing her silky-smooth skin, dragging sounds from her that lit up the erotic flames in his blood.
He was safe.
So he tasted her, licked his way down to the tight rose peak of her plump breast and helped himself to her decadent flesh. Groaned deep when her back arched, willing him on as he suckled and grazed, his fingers working down her belly to the delightful heat between her legs.
At her lust-saturated cry, he turned his attention to her other peak, delivered the same strokes of pleasure as he explored her feminine core. He slid one finger, then two inside her tight heat, thrusting in rhythm to her rolling hips.
‘Oh, God, that feels so good,’ she moaned.
He raised his head, eager to see her pleasure for himself, devour her open, passion-drenched features. ‘Se, and it will get even better,’ he vowed throatily.
