Page 14 of Charity's Redemption

Hollowing out my cheeks, I sucked hard with determination.

Luca slipped his fist in my hair and pulled.

The pinpricks of pain spread across my skull intensified as I refused to let him tear me away. Instead, I pushed him further back down my throat.

“Three to four hours?” Luca roared above me. “Can’t you give her anything to make it go away?”

His pained voice slipped through my concentration as I pumped him with my hand and mouth, working his body into a frenzy until I forced him to give me what I wanted.

“I’ll let you know.”

I took him deep into my throat again as he hung up the phone, his soft skin caressing my tongue. Tears sprung in my eyes as the tip touched the back of my throat.

Luca yanked hard on my hair, this time successfully pulling me away. He popped out of my mouth, and I landed on my ass, staring up at one pissed-off Mafia boss.

“Hurt me, Luca.”

“Not when you’re like this. You won’t like me when I’m mean.”

I rose on my hands, then spread my legs. “I love you despite it.”

Luca sank to his knees and cupped my cheeks with both hands as he hovered over me. “Say that again.”

“I love you.”

His anger and frustration slipped away, leaving behind lust-filled eyes. “I’ll never get enough of hearing you say that.”

“Do what I ask and you’ll hear me say it more.”

His hands dropped away before I grabbed him by the back of the neck and stopped him.

“You can’t say that. You can’t use it as leverage to get what you want,” he said, his brows furrowed, the fury returning.

A smile broke out like hives across my face. “I’m not in my right mind. You can’t judge me.” I paused for a moment to breathe in his scent of spices, then licked his freshly shaved face. “Now, fuck me, Luca or I’ll make you watch while I get myself off.”

“Non puoi immaginare quello che ti farò,” he groaned.

“I don’t know what that means, but it sounds promising.” I pressed my lips to his, then slipped my tongue between them and massaged.

Luca grabbed my hips, sliding me towards him, then wrapped his fingers around my throat.

“One of these days, I’m going to teach you my language and watch you squirm beneath me.”

I dug my nails into his wrist, holding my throat. “I don’t need to know what you’re saying for me to drip and want more.”

Luca dug his fingers into my hips, then tucked them under my panties and pulled. Thread popped and ripped as he tore them from my body, making my heart race faster than before.

His lips trailed down my cheeks, jaw, and throat until he touched the soft space between my shoulder and neck, then bit down.

Sharp pain spread across my skin like lightning seeking the earth, causing me to shriek when his bite became a hard suck.

I ran my nails down the back of his neck to his shoulders and down his arms braced beside my head.

Luca released my neck and bellowed as I dug them in deep. His hands ripped mine from him, then pinned them above my head with one fist.

“Charity,” he said breathlessly.

His dark eyes narrowed as he reached for the belt and quickly fastened them around my wrists, attaching me to the bottom of the bedpost.

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