I brushed her hair from her face and my mouth dropped opened as she took me deep in her mouth. And without mercy she tried to make me let go of my plan. The more I watched my cock slide into her mouth, the more I sunk deep into the back of her throat, the harder it became for me to stick to my plan. She made me weak.
Damn her.
Clenching a fist full of her hair I tugged slightly, and she let go of me, grinning. She bloody well knew what she was doing. She didn’t even wait for me say anything, she just crawled and turned around, her ass in my face.
“Eth..ahhh,” she cried as I slowly pulled the plug out of her. She nearly came when I pulled the vibrator out of her wet pussy. I tossed them on the other side of the bed. On my knees, I rubbed myself against her, feeling her grind back against me. I slowly, torturously slid inside her. When my hips were firmly pressed against her ass I undid the knot around her wrists. She pushed herself up, rearing back against me as I pulled the blindfold off. The moment I did she was met with her own reflection in the mirrors.
Her cheeks were flushed, her parted lips swollen and glistening, saliva at the side of her mouth. Her grey eyes focused and met mine the mirror. I held her waist pulling out slightly before slamming myself back into her. Neither of us looked away from our reflections as I slowly thrust deeper and deeper into her. She fisted the sheets and tried to control her breathing, her whole body bucking forward with my onslaught. I reached under her and tugged off the nipple clamps, and it was only then that she looked away, a desperate wail escaping her lips.
Gripping her throat with one hand and a breast with the other, I kissed the side of her face. “Don’t look away. I want you to see how you sinful you look right now with me inside you.”
Her eyes barely open, she looked back into the mirror and I sped up, the sound of our skin slapping together, our breaths, and our moans the only thing filling my ears.
“Ethan, please, more,” she begged, obviously out to kill me. I pulled out, my cock covered with her slickness, and she whined until I entered her ass. The bed shook beneath us, and I closed my eyes, unable to keep them open with how tightly her walls squeezed around me.
“Yes! Oh! YES!” she screamed, coming.
Fuck! I was nowhere ready to let go of her but apparently my body had other plans. Her body rocked with mine as I kissed her neck and I unloaded in her.
“This isn’t over, La mia anima.” I panted as I rested on top of her.
She grinned, closing her eyes. “Good. Where is the wine?”
I’m never going to be able to tame this woman. It took me a second before I could pull out of her and I lay back, trying to ignore the spots in my vision. Because she obviously wasn’t human, she sat up looking around the bed for the wine.
“I love this one.” She sat beside me on the bed and drank from the dark colored bottle. She gulped it like water before offering it to me. I drank only a little bit and handed it back.
“So, what are we calling this place?” She looked around the room. “Your sex dungeon?”
“A little luxurious for a dungeon, don’t you think?” I said gently, pulling her to sit in between my thighs. She rested her back against my chest and drank again.
“I’m a very luxurious prisoner. So, it fits,” she joked, and I smiled at that.
“It’s the angel room.”
“The angel room?”
“An angel fell from the sky, right in front of me and I’ve been letting her wander around on her own, wreaking havoc on mankind. I think it’s time to keep her close by,” I whispered that last part, brushing my hands down her arms.
“Sex makes you very sentimental.”
“No, just you,” I replied, and she turned, staring at me.
“Are you telling me to move to Chicago?” That was one of the things I loved about her. She was quick understand me.
“Yes.”
“No.”
I frowned. One of things I hated was her unwavering stubbornness. She didn’t let go of her plans unless there was a logical reason for it; me wanting her close wasn’t logical enough, apparently. “Calli, this is almost over—”
“I will move back when it is. Until then I’m not moving into a separate house like your damn mistress. Living here while that…woman is in the Callahan mansion. The easier it is for you to get to me or Gigi, the more comfortable you’re going to get.”
Was she insane? “Do you really think I’m the type of the man who’d just leave you and my daughter living on the sidelines—”
“No, but we need to also keep in mind the unexpected…until this is officially over, and Klarissa and her family are gone, I’m going to remain where I’ve always been, where I bloody well choose.”
“Fine. I have enough on the Moretti’s. I’ll take care of them tomorrow—”