Page 56 of Wild Ace

I slice my fingers through his hair and grip the ends, making him groan into my mouth. It’s sexy, and hot, and I want to feel him do it when his mouth is between my legs.

Vinny spins me around to another wall and tears his lips away to do his elevator security bullshit, and I bury my face in his neck – inhaling his masculine scent that’s like warm vanilla and cinnamon. It has me licking his skin to see if he tastes as good as he smells.

Vinny slaps my ass. “It’s not your turn to have a taste. It’s mine.”

His lips are on mine again, and it’s a good thing the elevator ride is so short, because I have zero patience.

Vinny strides out of the elevator and down a short hall where he holds me with one hand to open his door. The second we’re inside, he kicks the door closed and practically jogs through his apartment to his bedroom, where he bends forward to lay me down.

Vinny takes off his winter coat and suit jacket, and then makes quick work of my jacket and sweater, but pauses to look at me in just my leather leggings and bra.

The way he’s looking at me…

Like I’m a tasty meal he can’t wait to devour, and my core clenches.

I’ve never had a man look at me so brazenly. Vinny isn’t afraid to voice or show how much he wants me. I’m not used to that level of confidence and assuredness, and it scares me how much I like it.

“Let me taste these first,” he says, unhooking my bra and slowly pulling it away from my body. His eyes light up like a kid on Christmas morning opening a gift he’s been waiting all year for.

The cool air of his room hits my already hard nipples and they pucker into tight peaks.

“Fuck, Lexi,” he groans, licking his lips.

He cups them in his large hands, rubbing his thumbs over my nipples. My head falls back on a moan that turns into a cry when he pinches them.

“I love hearing your sounds, dolcezza,” he rasps in my ear before kissing his way down my neck and chest.

He drags his lips around my nipples, but doesn’t touch them. “Vinny,” I plead, thrusting my chest forward.

“Hmm?” he hums against me, continuing to circle around where I need him most, now with his tongue.

“Please,” I beg. “I need…”

“What do you need?” He bites the side of my breast. “Is this not what you need?” I hear the teasing tone of his words and I get even more frustrated.

“No,” I huff, and he chuckles, knowing he has me where he wants me.

“Is this better?” Vinny’s hot mouth clasps around one of my nipples and I let out a raw scream, the sensation too much.

The sharp pain morphs into bolts of lightning spiking through me with every suck and swirl of his tongue, and I’m left to melt into the bed, unable to stop the sounds coming from me.

“There’s my music,” he muses, paying equal attention to my other nipple – starting the whole deliciously painful process all over again.

I’m squirming beneath him as he kisses his way down my stomach, pausing to swirl his tongue around my belly button, which only has me squirming more.

“Ticklish?” He smirks, looking up at me with fire in his eyes.

I shake my head. “No. I just need you to keep going.”

“Wasn’t planning on stopping.”

Vinny lifts my legs up one at a time to unzip my booties and drop them to the soft carpet at the foot of the bed.

He pauses to rake his eyes over me before he slowly peels my leather leggings down my legs, with every inch of skin he exposes turning flaming hot with my need for him to touch me.

Vinny tosses them on top of my discarded clothes, and in just my thong now, his heated gaze zeros in on the scrap of lace keeping me from being completely naked.

His eyes finally continue up my torso and then clash with mine. “It feels like I’ve waited two lifetimes for you.”

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