Page 66 of Taboo Flames

It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life, and I can’t help but palm the erection straining against the fly of my pants, entranced by her.

“God, baby,” I tell her. “You take him so well. How does he feel?”

“Not as good as you,” she replies breathlessly.

The man’s hands come up and cup her heavy breasts, and she gasps when he rolls her nipples with his fingers.

“Gio, it feels so good,” she cries out.

“Fuck him, princess. Take what you need,” I growl, undoing my belt and letting my engorged cock bob out.

I wrap my hands around my cock, and as soon as she starts to move again, using the headboard as leverage to ride his cock, I begin to tug at my dick.

She writhes up and down, crying out and moaning while his hands continue to play with her breasts. Her eyes never leave mine even once, making it feel like we are the only two people in the room.

“Touch her clit, but don’t let her cum,” I order the man.

One of his hands immediately slides down her stomach and to her wet sex.

“Arrrgh, don’t stop!” she screams, increasing her pace, her movements turning erratic. I can tell she’s close, and so am I.

I stand up and head toward her, and she licks her lips as I approach, her gaze dropping to my pulsing cock.

“You want this in your mouth, princess?” I ask calmly, my gaze full of heat.

She doesn’t stop rocking as she moans, “Yes, please. Please, Gio.”

“Then take it, baby girl,” I say.

She leans forward and swallows my cock down her throat in one swift move.

I groan, fisting my hands into her hair as she hollows out her jaw and sucks me deep.

“Make her cum,” I grunt at the man.

As the masked man starts rubbing her clit harder, her cry comes out garbled with her mouth full of my cock. She tenses a moment later, and just as she begins to cum, I shoot my hot cum down her throat.

“Swallow every drop,” I order in a dark voice.

She nods eagerly, swallowing me down like a pro. When she wrings the last drop from me, I pull out of her mouth and lift her off the masked man and into my arms. She clings tightly to me, her legs wrapped around my waist as I carry her to the bathroom.

“We should do that again sometime,” she mumbles into my neck.

“You liked it then?”

“Loved it,” she whispers.

I press a kiss on the side of her head. “Let’s get you cleaned up, princess, and then I’ll feed you and think about a second round.”

“Okay,” she mumbles quietly.

Who would have thought that of all the women in the world, the one who’d end up being a perfect match for me would be Aurora Vitale? Both in the bedroom and out of it.

Fate’s sense of humor is truly unmatched.

CHAPTER 18

Giovanni

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