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She was so inexperienced. Just one lover. He had no idea what her sex life with Sam was like, and it occurred to him that a smart—sober—man would probably ask for some clarification on that.
Elio was neither smart nor sober.
He sucked harder on her nipple as Gianna’s fingers flew to his head, her fists closing around strands of his hair, pulling it roughly. It stung, but that sensation only pushed him to go further. He lifted his head, retaining his grip on her breasts. He watched her face as he pinched her nipples, loving the way her breathing became more rapid, ragged, the little squeaks and moans that told him without words to keep going.
“Elio,” she said, her head falling forward, her forehead resting on his shoulder. “Please. God. I need…”
He gripped her waist, lifting her more fully to her knees, so that he could unbutton and unzip her jeans.
“Yes,” she hissed, helping him tug the denim as well as her panties over her hips. Elio watched as she twisted onto her back, pushing her ass off the ground so that she could draw them off completely.
She started to sit back up once she was naked, but Elio pressed down on her shoulder, holding her in place.
He knelt next to her, his gaze sliding down her body, from the top of her head, all the way down to her feet.
“Say something,” she whispered when the silence drifted a bit too long. It was the first touch of shyness he’d seen from her this evening.
Elio threw his leg over her hips, bending until his face was just above hers. He still wore his jeans, aware that once they came off, there was no way he could stop himself from taking her.
He didn’t want to do that—not yet—because there was no way in hell he was going to rush this.
“You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
She started to shake her head, but Elio tucked his finger under her chin, held her still.
“The most beautiful,” he stressed, holding her gaze as he spoke.
She blinked a couple times…and then she gave him a breathtaking smile.
He kissed her then because he had to. Needed to.
Gianna ran her fingers along his chest, toying with his nipples, drawing her nails along his pecs, his abs. He broke the kiss and pushed away when he felt her trying to unfasten his jeans.
He shook his head. “Bad girl.”
“I want to see you.”
“You’re going to get the full tour, trust me. But not yet. There’s something you have to do for me first.”
“What?” she asked.
“Come.”
She frowned until he ran his fingers along her slit. She was soaking wet, more than ready for what came next. Regardless, he wanted to make tonight good for her.
Elio was the king of one-night stands, but he knew without a doubt that wasn’t what this was going to be. They were going to be trapped in this cabin for at least three more nights. And he intended to put every single one of them to good use.
He ran his tongue through the valley between her breasts as she took an unsteady breath, one that turned into a giggle when he pushed the tip of it into her belly button.
“That tickles,” she said.
He continued his southerly journey, lifting one of his legs. “Open your legs, Gianna.”
The second she spread her thighs, he shifted, kneeling between her them, pushing them open even more.
He lowered his head, not stopping until he reached his destination.
“God,” she whispered, when he used his thumbs to open her labia. He wasted no time sucking her clit into his mouth, giving it the same treatment he’d just employed on her nipples.
