Twisted Hearts (The Camorra Chronicles 5)

My lips fell open in a moan. “Good,” I said. So good and getting better with every stroke.

One corner of his mouth tipped up in that infamous smirk. I rolled my eyes and Savio quickly reached between us, pressing against my clit as his tip nudged the same spot again, and I screamed out my release. Stars burst in my vision as I came around Savio.

He slammed harder into me until pain battled with pleasure, and I was left to clutch his back. Then with a feral growl, he released deep inside of me. I could feel it and somehow, this made me shudder in pleasure again.

Savio’s mouth slid over mine, uncoordinated kisses and ragged breaths. He stilled on top of me and kissed the tip of my nose.

I didn’t say anything, too overwhelmed by what we’d done. It had been wonderful. For so long, losing my virginity had hung over my head like a Sword of Damocles, now it had finally happened.

“I told you you’d come hard with my dick inside of you. Next time I’ll aim for another exclamation of God though.”

I rolled my eyes. “You’re an idiot.”

Savio shook his head. “Didn’t you learn to respect your husband?”

“What are you going to do? Give me another orgasm?” I asked with a giggle.

“What happened to my blushing choir girl?” he growled.

“You corrupted her.”

“I did, didn’t I?” He nuzzled my throat then lightly nicked my nipple. I gasped as my inner muscles clenched around Savio’s cock.

He exhaled sharply.

“Do you miss her?”

Savio chuckled. “I’m working so hard to fuck her out of you. No, I don’t miss her, Gem.”

He pulled out of me and I winced at the sore sensation that caused. Savio scanned my face then looked down his body. A fine sheen of blood covered his cock.

Heat rose into my cheeks. Yet, at the same time, it felt like a monumental step in my life. Savio pulled me against him. I wondered if this would change things between us, worried that Savio would lose interest now that he’d gotten what he’d wanted for so long but I didn’t allow myself to linger on the thought. Exhaustion quickly claimed my body and I fell asleep.

Sex must have knocked me out because when I woke, it was almost nine. I was alone in bed, but the shower ran in the bathroom. Savio must have worked out already. I slid out of bed, blushing at the stain on the sheets. I rushed into the bathroom, still naked. I hadn’t bothered getting dressed last night. Savio smirked when he opened the shower. “Want to shower with me?”

I slipped in, letting out a sigh as the warm water carried away some of the soreness. Savio touched my waist as he pressed me into the tile wall, his expression even more possessive than usual. His kiss set me aflame within seconds. Savio’s fingers slipped between my legs, stroking me until I panted against him once more. Every caress spoke of his lust for me, so I didn’t protest when he hoisted me up. Wedged between the wall and his strong body, he pressed against me. Stifling a wince at the painful pressure, I clung to him. My body was definitely not in favor of this position. He shifted the angle and my weight drove my body down onto his erection until I dug my nails into his shoulder, trying to slow the descent.

Savio pulled away and scanned my face. His expression tightened. Shaking his head, he slid his hands under my butt and slowly pushed me up so he could pull out of me. He kissed my ear. “Not yet, hm?”

Embarrassment heated my face. “You can continue…”

“I can, but I won’t. If you don’t like something, you have to tell me. I’m not a mind reader, Kitty. You just say no and then we’ll postpone whatever we’ve been up to. There’s a good kind of pain and a bad kind of pain, and this is the latter.”

He set me down then brushed my wet hair from my face. “I want you to enjoy everything.”

“Okay.” In our circles, women learned to please their husbands. Men were supposed to enjoy it first, and if the woman enjoyed it occasionally as well, that was an added bonus but not a requirement.

Savio got down on his knee, startling me. “Let me see if I hurt you.” He lifted one of my legs and parted me.

“You didn’t—” I moaned when he slid his tongue along my sore flesh.

“Does this hurt?”

I shook my head.

He sucked lightly. “And this?”

“No.”

He kissed, sucked, and nibbled until I couldn’t reply anymore and only the wall at my back and my thigh on Savio’s shoulder kept me upright. I came with a violent shudder. Savio pushed to his feet for a fierce kiss, giving me a taste of myself. “I’d like to try again,” I whispered.