Page 126 of Charity's Redemption

She slid her hands farther up my legs, her warmth soaking into my slacks as she laid her head on my thigh.

Charity knew how to soften me to get what she wanted, but not this time. There was so much that needed to be done.

I slipped my fingers into her soft dark hair and bound it around my hand at the base of her skull, careful to avoid her injury, then tugged just enough to elicit a moan.

“Charity.”

I wrapped my hand around her fingers as she pulled the belt free from the metal loop.

“Charity.”

My cock twitched in my pants as she subtly licked her lips and avoided eye contact with me.

“Luca,” she taunted as she ran her nail over the growing bulge in my pants, creating a vibration that went from base to tip.

“Cazzo. Mi stai facendo morire.”

She killed me with every touch, breath, and look. She drove me to a whole new level of crazy with every beat of my heart and with every step of normalcy she took towards us. But I couldn’t let her get to me right now.

“As much as I want my cock in your wet mouth right now, I really—”

The shrill of my ringtone bit into a nerve I didn’t realize was still intact, causing my jaw to clench.

“Go back to bed.” I groaned as I clutched her wrists. “You never rest when you’re supposed to.”

I released her and answered my phone as her doe-like eyes peered up at me. “Vito, what’s going on?”

God, she’d be the death of me one of these days.

Charity chewed her inner lip as her fingers slid down my zipper, grazing my hard cock, making it twitch with need. She lifted a brow as a sly smile teased her lips, and that’s when I knew she was up to no good.

Her hands worked on my belt as I tipped my head back and closed my eyes. I wanted her more than the conversation I was about to have.

“Everything is set in place, aside from Manning…”

Charity pulled my cock from my pants and squeezed tight around the base. Wet warmth engulfed the head of my raging cock. I sucked in air through my teeth with the contrasting sensations.

“You okay, boss?”

“Cazzo. I’m fine. What about manning? I thought we had plenty of guys down there.”

I glanced down in time to watch her open her mouth wider, taking me in deep as my thickness stretched her lips. I tipped my head back as she opened her throat and took me all the way in, then squeezed the base of my cock harder as she pumped in time with her mouth.

If she kept going like this, I’d blow before I got to savor the feel of her around me.

My gaze dipped down as I watched tears glisten in the corners of her eyes. Such a beautiful sight. I wrapped my hand under her chin and dug my fingers into her cheeks, opening her jaw wider and taking me in deeper.

“Not manning. Manning, the Sheriff.”

“Right. Right. What about him?”

Vito’s explanation went in one ear and out the other as Charity reached inside my pants and cupped my balls, giving them a little squeeze, then tugging.

I released her jaw, then twisted her hair around my fist and pushed her down the full length of my cock, causing it to twitch against her throat.

She pushed back against my hand, but I held her down, just a few seconds longer, until I pulled her back inch by slow inch and watched the tear roll down her cheek.

Charity wiped it away, squeezed my dick hard, then slid back down my cock, her tongue swirling and massaging as she moved.

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