“I know,” I said. “But there’s no other choice.”
He came toward me, and this time, I didn’t back away. I let him pull me close against his body, let him kiss my neck, my cheek, my ear, my lips. I kissed him back, and some voice in the back of my head wondered how many more moments like this we’d get.
“I’m not going to try and talk you out of it right now,” he whispered.
“Good,” I said. “I don’t want you to.”
“For now, I want you to know this.” He tilted my chin up, stared into my eyes. “I want you, Clair. And I’ll die to make sure you walk away from this alive. Do you hear me?”
“I hear you,” I said. “And I believe you.”
He nodded once. “Good.”
Then he kissed me again, and this time, his kiss was full of all the unspoken promises we’d been making to each other, all the unspoken needs and desires that filled up the empty, pregnant pauses between our desperate whispered conversations.
He held me tight and let his touch say it all.
I melted into that embrace, let him lead me to the stairs, let him take me up and into an unfamiliar room.
Let him push me to the bed, climb on top of me, and kiss my neck until my toes curled.24LucaI kissed her like it would be the last time, because I knew it might be. The Don was going to move fast, much faster than she realized.
We had a day at most to feel everything we’d been trying to avoid.
I sat her up, pulled off her shirt. I unhooked her bra and let my eyes take in her gorgeous skin, her smooth body, her round breasts and hard, pink nipples like delicious petite lily pads. I licked them, palmed them, bit her lips and pushed her back down, running my hands down her side, down to her jeans.
She helped me unbutton them, wiggled her hips as I pulled them off. She let out a little moan as I pressed myself between her legs, the weight of my body pushing her into the bed beneath her. I couldn’t help the growl that came to my lips as I moved with her, grinding into her body, needing to feel every single writhing moan that escaped from her throat.
I rolled off, onto my back.
She threw her hair to the side as she got onto her knees and helped me take off my jeans. I took off my shirt next, let her lick my chest, let her stare at my muscles as she moved down to peel off my boxer briefs.
“I think about this every time I see you,” I said as she took my cock between her hands and began to stroke me on her knees. Her hips were gorgeous, and her pink nipples made me rock hard. “Your pretty mouth wrapped around my cock.”
“That’s what you want?” she asked, licking her lips, tongue against her teeth.
“I want it deep down your throat,” I said, growling in pleasure as she leaned forward and licked me top to bottom. “I want you sucking me like you can’t get enough.”
She bobbed down, lips sucking hard around my shaft. I groaned, held her hair tight in my fist, pushed her down deeper. Her lips slid up and down, sucking my cock hard, making me moan with pleasure and desire. I couldn’t help myself, she felt fucking gorgeous, fucking perfect. She sucked deep, slid me into her throat, gagged, pulled back.
I watched her stroke my cock with both hands, her breasts shaking, then pulled her to me. She straddled my hips, moved her as back to slide her wet panties up and down my shaft. I bit her lip and pulled her hair as I licked her neck and kissed her ear.
“Your smooth skin drives me wild,” I whispered. “Your hard nipples. Your firm breasts. The face you make as you take my cock between your legs. The taste of your cum on my lips.”
“Fuck, Luca,” she whispered. “I need your arms wrapped around me. I need you to hold me down, push me down, take me.”
I pulled her off, rolled her onto her back, pinned her on the bed. I held her wrists down, kissed her chest, licked her nipples and bit them. She squirmed as I released one wrist and slid my hand between her legs. I kissed her lips and teased her slit with the top of my finger, rolling it from top to bottom, getting her clit nice and wet before circling it slow.
She moaned into my mouth. Goddamn, I loved that, the way she moaned as I kissed her, like she couldn’t control it, couldn’t keep it inside, like it had to get out. I kept circling her like that, slowly at first, pressing a bit harder, moving a bit faster, until her hips were moving with my rhythm.