Twisted Hearts (The Camorra Chronicles 5)

Deciding to push her a tiny bit, I wrapped my arms around her from behind during our fight training.

“How about a little wager? If you win, I’ll go down on you and if I win, you go down on me?”

“That sounds like you’re winning either way,” she muttered.

I laughed, stunned by her words. “You think me going down on you is me winning?”

Her cheeks heated and she focused back down on wrapping her hand. I chuckled and tightened my hold around her waist. “You are right. Your pussy is the most delicious treat I’ve ever had.”

A small shiver took hold of her body. “You know as well as I do that I can’t win against you.”

“Then how about you win if you land a direct hit to my face and I win if I have you on the ground?”

She pursed her lips.

“Come on, Kitty, be brave. Don’t tell me you’re scared of taking my cock in your mouth?”

She jerked out of my hold with a huff. “I’m not.”

Oh, she was. Question was if her traditional upbringing was the root of the problem or her inexperience. Probably both.

Gemma raised her fists. “I’m not,” she insisted again.

I shrugged with a grin. “Then let’s begin.”

She attacked at once. Gemma was quick and almost snuck past my defenses. After a few quick punches against my forearms and sides, she tried a kick to my knees. I toyed with her for a while, riling her up. Soon Gemma’s hair curled wildly around her sweaty face and frustration shone in her eyes.

“I told you I can’t win against you,” she seethed.

She couldn’t. I kicked out her legs. She landed on her back with a gasp.

“I win,” I growled, bending over her. She glared, which made me smile only wider. I took a step back and leaned against the cage, motioning at my groin. “Be my guest.”

Gemma got to her knees then moved closer as if she were facing a tribunal and not my dick. Her eyes held so much hesitation when they flickered to my fucking groin that my horniness went straight out the window. I wanted nothing more than to come in her mouth, but not if she wasn’t ready for it. I’d never been with girls who weren’t a hundred percent into it.

With a growl, I hoisted her to her feet and claimed her mouth for a kiss before I pushed her back against the cage. “Hold on to the fucking cage, Gem.”

She linked her fingers in the holes of the mesh, frowning. I hooked my fingers in the waistband of her boxing shorts. Her eyes widened, darting to the door of the dojo. “Trust me, none of my brothers will set foot inside when they know I’m here with you.” I pulled her shorts and panties down.

“You won.” Confusion rang in her voice as she stood half bared in front of me. My mouth watered at the sight of her pussy as always.

I got down on my knees in front of her. “I know and as the winner, I can decide which prize I’d rather have and I want your pussy.” I gripped her ass cheeks hard, causing her to gasp in surprise. “Hold on tightly. Soon your legs will give way.”

“Even you don’t have reason to be this smug,” she said.

I peered up, finding her watching me, her fingers entangled in the mesh, her teeth digging into her lower lip.

One corner of my mouth turned up and she quickly closed her eyes and tilted her head up. Still too shy to watch me.

“Nah, that’s not going to do it, Kitty. You are going to watch me lick that pussy like a good girl.”

“Savio,” she gritted out, her eyes still closed tightly.

I tightened my fingers around her thighs, growling. “We play this by my rules. I won and you’re going to watch me eat out your pussy or I’ll have to fuck your mouth after all.” It was an empty threat. I wanted Gemma salivating for my dick, and that obviously wasn’t going to happen today.

Her eyes shot open. She obviously believed I was being serious. We really had to work on that. My assholery of the past was obviously still overshadowing the present.

“Good,” I said in a low voice then focused my attention back to that glistening little button screaming for some loving.

I took a deep breath.

“What are you doing?”

I chuckled. “Don’t sound so shocked, Kitty. I’m going to do some very nasty things to you that will drive the rest of the choir girl right out of you.”

She was about to say something, but I swiped my tongue over her clit, silencing her. “So fucking sweet.”

I started licking her, long, lazy licks with the entire length of my tongue as I held her gaze. Her face was bright red, but she never once looked away, and not just because of my earlier words. Even if good girl Gem would never admit it, she loved watching me lick her pussy. I could see it in her lust-filled gaze.