Page 147 of Massimo

“Did you like it?” he growled.

My mouth was hanging open.

All I could do was just nod and murmur, “Uh-huh…”

“Did you like me coming inside you?”

Oh God, yes…

My voice pitched up about an octave as I squeaked, “Uh-huh…”

His hand around my waist reached up under my t-shirt, and I felt his warm hand slide up my back.

A shiver of pure pleasure went up and down my spine.

“You know…” he rumbled with that sexy-as-fuck voice, “I never got to see you completely naked.”

“I… I never got to see something else,” I whispered…

And I felt bold enough to reach out to the front of his jeans.

I mean, with me sitting down and him standing, it was almost right there in front of my face.

My hand immediately found what I was searching for –

A big, thick shape straining hard against the denim.

A tiny moan escaped my lips.

“You wanna go back to the bedroom and see it?” he asked with a sexy smile.

“Uh-huh…” I nodded, mouth open, unable to form any words.

He gently pulled me off the chair, and I winced.

“What?” he asked with a frown.

“I, uh… we’re just going to have to take it slow,” I said. “I’m pretty sore down there.”

His voice became super-concerned. “Oh – well, we don’t have to do anything – ”

“OH YES we do,” I said, putting a finger on his lips to stop him from talking. “I said we’re going to have to take it slow, not NOT do anything.”

He grinned –

And then he bent over slightly and scooped me up into his arms.

I shrieked giddily and looped my arms around his neck –

And he kissed me as he carried me back to the bedroom like a groom with his bride.

…not that I was a bride or he was a groom.

Although I was looking forward to the next couple of hours as much as any girl on her wedding night, that was for damn sure.

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He set me down on my feet in the bedroom, and we continued kissing for a few minutes.

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