Page 6 of A Love That Binds


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This one, though, she had struck a nerve. I didn’t want to just pluck her like a flower in spring, ruin the beauty that she was. No, I wanted toknowher. To care for the tender roots her heart put down, and nurture her existence. But I got the feeling she was begging to be plucked more than she realized her need for nurturing.

“You’re very young for this sort of thing.”

She stroked me, the way she bit her lip as she looked up at me through her dark eyelashes taunting my inner beast.

“Do I have to do the work myself? Or do you not want my thank you gift.” Anya leaned forward and kissed me, and that was all it took to spring the trap and let my lust out. She was naked from the waist down and spread on the table like the meal I’d been craving faster than she could pant my name.

I knelt next to that table, drinking her in, plunging my tongue into her nectar as deeply as I could. Her hands made a mess of my hair as I ate her. She pushed against my shoulders with her feet as I sank my fingers into her slick folds, searching her out.

“Fuck…” She moaned as I fingerfucked her, her pants growing louder with each thrust. Her salty-sweet flavor had me craving more, and when I stroked myself and felt the amount of precum on my cock, I knew I’d never last. “I’m gonna cum.” Her hands clenched around my hair, pulling me upward. “Fuck me now.”

I had no problem obliging her. I rose, leaning over that table and pushing my cock into her pussy as deep as I could. She clawed at my sides, and I hooked my arms beneath her body, pulling her shoulders downward as I thrust in. The entire table shook and I swore it would break into pieces beneath us, but I didn’t hold back.

Even when I heard the door creak open then shut, I continued pounding her against that tablecloth. A glass shattered, victim to the quaking I gave her and the table, and her loud moans turned to a scream of pleasure as I felt her pussy clench down around me. I slowed for a moment, feeling the way her body gripped me, enjoying the sensation as she spasmed in my arms.

And when her cries grew softer, I let my body release. My heat filled her, our sex puddling on the tablecloth beneath our joined bodies. She lay panting. I swore I felt the trickling of blood across my side, but with my dick buried inside of her, that was the only sensation I cared about.

“I find you irresistible too.” I kissed her deeply, lingering longer than I should have. And when I pulled out, it hit me that we hadn’t even thought of protection.

Offering her a hand, I stood with my half-hard dick protruding out the fly of my jeans. She sat up, sliding off the table, then collected her jeans and panties, boots tossed aside. I knew the reputation of her father. If he knew that she was here, in Italian territory, doing what she was doing, I’d be the top name on his hit list.

That didn’t worry me as much as what my emotions were doing. I actually liked her, and that was far more dangerous than the bullet in her father’s gun with my name on it.

After she was dressed and I’d put my cock away, she stood next to me, her fingers splayed on my chest. “What possessed you tonight?” I wrapped my arm around her waist, having been surprised by her sudden forwardness. We’d spoken several times via phone or text message, but we’d only spoken in person twice before this.

“I like you, Leo. I’m drawn to powerful men, but don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t that. I live in a world of powerful men, men who use that power to hurt others. You’re different. I sense that. And I’m drawn to that.” She shrugged. “Besides, you’re really hot, and a girl gets horny now and then.”

Her grin was priceless. I kissed her again. “So you used me to sate your lust?” I chuckled.

“I said thank you for your kindness and for helping me realize the dream I have to stop the fighting between our families.” Her eyes sparkled again, mischievously. I hadn’t told her who I was, but she’d learned it on her own. Though, she had the resources at her fingertips through her father’s connections to know everything about me, of that I was certain.

“Our families?” Still playing dumb, I released her and began buttoning my shirt.

“I don’t care how much territory you take in our portion of the city so long as our men are not killed, and our women are respected. Our business ventures only need to coexist. There is enough money and space for both of us, something my father and the men who work for him cannot understand. But you—” she looked me in the eye “—you understand.”

“So next time?” I tucked my shirt in, watching her slide her arms into her coat.

“Next time, you can sateyourlust.” She winked and slipped out before the smile had finished stretching across my face.

I was definitely in trouble with this one.

7

ANYA

Icouldn’t get his clothes off fast enough. It had only been three days, but my thirst for more of Leo had gotten the better of me. I told him I needed to meet with him and insinuated that my need was physical, and he’d sent a car for me in under an hour. Now I lay sprawled out on the ivory sheets of the hotel room he’d booked for us. The Rockaway in Queens was hardly the Ritz, but for a place to rendezvous for a booty call, it would pass.

“Shit, I need you,” I hissed as Leo’s fingers worked at my bra closure, the last vestige of clothing remaining between the two of us. He struggled, so I pushed his hands away, making quick work of the lacy garment. His dick prodded at my leg, dripping precum and tempting me.

“You’re a naughty girl, Anya.” Leo’s stubble scraped across my shoulder as he lay on top of me, nestling his cock against my moisture. I spread my legs wider, hoping to receive him but he held back.

“Just give it to me.” I kissed his shoulder, raking my teeth against his skin. “Please, I need you.”

“Need is a very strong word. Are you sure you mean it?” I felt little pulses from his cock, as if it, too, wanted the union to occur. His hips pushed forward enough to tease me, dipping in and pulling back before the ache was quashed.

“God, you’re infuriating.”

For three days my body had screamed his name. After he spread me out on that table and drove me to pleasures I’d never experienced before, I’d been jonesing. If someone could have offered me a direct IV of his cock, I’d have been first in line. Leo didn’t just give me feelings of ecstasy; he was the embodiment of ecstasy itself.

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