Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36109 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36109 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
The possessive statement sent a feminine thrill directly to my core. “They’ve already served their purpose. You can make a bonfire with them, for all I care.”
“Be a good girl and stay still for me,” he ordered, tugging my shorts down my legs as he shuffled back to lie down at the end of the mattress. The new position put him right between my legs, his face in front of my bare pussy.
His dark eyes were filled with heat when he met my gaze. “You have no idea how often I’ve dreamed of getting a taste of what I’m guessing is the sweetest pussy I’ll ever get my mouth on.”
Proving I could be just as possessive as him, I narrowed my eyes and muttered, “The only one from now on.”
“I haven’t had anyone in my bed for more years than I want to admit, and I wouldn’t risk your brother’s wrath if I didn’t plan to keep you, sole mio.”
His words made me shiver just as much as the warmth of his breath against my heated core. But my thoughts scattered when he brushed his lips against the inside of my thigh. I couldn’t focus on anything except the feel of his warm lips against my skin, followed by the rough slide of his beard.
He wrapped his hands around the underside of my thighs, and his hold tightened when he leaned forward to trace up my center with his tongue. I’d never felt anything like it. My entire body was stretched taut, warmth building in my lower belly as his mouth worked me. He built my passion, higher and higher. Long licks. Swirls around my clit. Nibbles along the lips of my sex. With his mouth open wide and tongue stroking, the pressure inside me reached a peak. I exploded, shouting his name. “Mico!”
He didn’t pull back until I collapsed against the mattress, panting. “Nobody has ever used that nickname for me before. I like that it’s only yours, and I plan on hearing you say it the same damn way over and over again as I make you come.”
His plan sounded fantastic to me. “Yes, please.”
He shifted positions, settling between my legs with his dick nestled between my pussy lips. Even through the fabric of his pants, his shaft was hot as he rocked against my wetness.
“Are you a virgin, sole mio?”
I quirked a brow at his gruff question. “Why do I have a feeling that you already know darn well that I haven’t even been properly kissed before you?”
“Because even though I forced myself to keep my distance, you know me, Gabriella. Did you really think I’d ever let that prick—or any other—get a taste of you?”
George’s reluctance to kiss me and relief when I broke things off made so much more sense now. And while a small part of me was irritated that Domenico had interfered when he had no intention of making a move on me himself, I was mostly thrilled that he’d wanted me so much that he couldn’t stand the idea of another man having so much as a kiss from my lips. That didn’t mean I wasn’t going to give him a little bit of trouble over his sneakiness, though. “You’d better make it up to me.”
“Oh, I will,” he practically purred.
He quickly got to work at proving how right he was. After stripping me bare and shucking off his clothes, he sucked on my nipples, swirling around them with his tongue before scraping them gently with his teeth. Then he notched the crown of his dick at my core.
Keeping his dark gaze locked with mine, he slowly eased the tip inside me. “Fuck, you’re tight. I need a better angle so I don’t hurt you as much. Put your legs around me, sole mio.”
Doing as he commanded, I wrapped my legs around his waist, allowing him to easily slide another inch deeper. I tried to keep myself from tensing up as he worked himself in slowly, and it helped that he gave me time to adjust to his size before moving deeper.
There was only a small pinch of pain and an odd sense of fullness when he was fully seated inside me. “You’re so big.”
“I’m just right to fill your perfect pussy,” he grunted.
My inner walls clenched around him, and I moaned, “Mico.”
What remained of Domenico’s control snapped. He pulled out almost all the way before snapping his hips forward again. Over and over again until there was nothing in the world except for the two of us while he pounded in and out of me. Hard and fast.
“I could live inside your pussy, Gabriella,” he growled.
My screams of pleasure echoed around the room, only getting louder when he shoved my legs up so my knees pressed against my chest. With the new angle, his dick bumped against my cervix on his next thrust.