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I lapped up the juices, both of them, while I ran a hand to grab a sticky boob. I sucked her clit into my mouth, nipping it gently with my teeth before letting the flat of my tongue slide over it.

Taking two digits, I thrust them inside her wet and moist cave while I lapped her pussy like a man dying of thirst.

“Oh god,” she groaned, putting on a strong attempt to yank my hair off my skull.

“So close,” she whimpered, rocking her hips in time to my thrusts. I lapped faster, my fingers slick with all the juice.

Yes. She was close. She was a fine violin, and I was fucking playing her. I read the signs. The sweat beading on her forehead, the flush heating her skin, the tightness in her thigh muscles… before she launched and started to clench. With a loud groan, she came, shaking and sputtering all over.

Withdrawing my fingers, I stood up. I licked my fingers with a hum of pleasure. “Best mango juice I’ve ever had,” I said unabashedly.

Pushing herself up, she grabbed a piece of mango with her other hand. She jerked my boxers down, my cock springing free, precum leaking.

“Fuck,” I hissed when she leant forward and rubbed the mango over my dick while fisting me tightly in her hand. Cold juices on my hot rod. All the blood in my body rushed to one point. My vision hazed.

“What?” she asked, fluttering her eyes innocently. “I want the best juice too.”

I groaned loudly, pushing her back against the wall, grabbing hold of one leg and lifting it on top of my shoulder. “Inside, NOW.” Taking hold of her hips, I jerked her closer to me while I pushed inside in one go. Our simultaneous groans echoed in the empty kitchen. With her leg on my shoulder, the angle was so much deeper.

Absolute heaven. I wanted to make this last longer. I really did. I withdrew slowly to launch myself into her again and again. Only the sight of her naked, wanton, emitting husky groans tested my fucking patience. I loved the croak in her voice. Except it wasn’t fucking helping that I could smell her cum and feel her spasming around me already.

Fucking temptress.

A groan spilt out of my lungs. I needed to last longer and not come like a teenager. I withdrew, and lifting her, I spun her around. Spreading her legs wide, she pushed her ass up while she leaned over the counter. I slammed into her again, pushing her shoulders to the cold marble countertop.

Reaching back with her hands, she grabbed my ass, her nails digging into my skin, leaving scratches for sure, like I would give a damn.

The noise of skin slapping against skin, accompanied by our moans was enough to test any man's patience. I needed to make her come again before I could. One hand nabbed her hip, the other on her shoulder. I pumped into her like a madman, withdrawing and thrusting deeper, again and again, till I finally felt her shake uncontrollably, crying out her orgasm. With a groan, I let go, shooting my juices inside her warm body, letting them flow inside her. My legs suddenly let go. I let my weight drop onto her, skin to skin, the sweat and juices in between us sticking us together.

She took another thing from me. I was never going to be able to look at a mango again without picturing her like this.

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

DIVYA

The doorbell ringing shook the drowsiness out of the jet-legged haze I was in. I didn’t know why it was ringing and why no one was answering.

Ding-dong

The house was swimming with men in black on any day, and now no one was around?

Ding-dong

I sat up on the sofa, trying to orient myself. Boston was just so different from India. So quiet.

Ding-dong

With a groan, I put foot before foot towards the door. Where were Armando and Rosa…?

Crap!

They had gone on another errand for Mrs Capizzi. I hoped it wasn’t history repeating itself. I wasn’t in the mood to have Antonio’s mother on the doorstep with a shitload of opinions and a canon ready to fire.

Relief fuelled me to smile when I found a smartly dressed, young, blonde woman reaching for the doorbell.

“Oh, sorry I didn’t want to disturb you.”

So you rang the bell four times?

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