Page 125 of Sin & Sapphire

His words settled in my chest, the truth of them leaving me speechless. Not once had I imagined that behind his accepting exterior hid a man who’d wring pleasure out of me with the same determination as Angelo and Valentin.

Instead of fucking me, Luca dragged his fingers around my clit, circling, teasing, tapping, until I was breathless with need.

“I can’t,” I gasped, “It’s too much.”

Luca leaned up to press his forehead against mine. “I decide when it’s too much. Be my good girl and trust me to take care of you, all right?”

My eyes widened as he drove me higher and higher, wrenching a third climax out of me before I could respond. I cried out as he continued to play with my overstimulated clit.

“Please, no more, I can’t.”

“Not your decision,” Luca said.

I trusted Luca. I needed his steady presence and his ability to accept me for who I was. To my shock, his relentless focus on my pleasure, whether I wanted it or not, now was as much of a turn on now as the way he’d sought my enthusiastic consent the last time we were together.

God, what was wrong with me? Why was I like this?

Angelo watched with betrayal in his eyes. Did he not understand? I leaned over and brought his lips to mine. “Daddy, please,” I whispered against his mouth. “Fuckingplease.”

Angelo snarled at me. “You’re going to pay for this.” But he pulled the gun away from Luca’s head.

I pushed away, conflicted and confused. I wanted this. I needed this. And I had to find a way to convince him. Luca moved his hand from my clit to unbutton my dress, revealing my lacy bra. He took one breast out and sucked on the nipple. I writhed on his lap, needing friction, needing his cock, needing fuckingmore.

“Daddy!” I rubbed my clit against Luca’s cock. “I need?—”

Angelo cursed and tangled his fingers in my hair, bringing his lips to mine. Luca never let up his suction on my breast, teasing and stimulating my nipple as I moaned and whined.

“Angel,” Angelo rasped. “You belong to me.”

“To us,” Luca said, pinching my nipple hard enough to draw a yelp out of me.

“Yes, to both of you, to all three of you,” I gasped. I wanted itall.

Luca wrapped his long fingers around my hips and positioned me over his cock. “Baby?” My heart melted as he checked in, asking for my consent.

“Yes,” I moaned, and I sank down onto him. God, I’d missed this—missedhim.

Angelo growled his fury but didn’t pull me away. Instead, he kept his mouth on mine, a possessive claiming that only stoked the fires of my need.

Luca’s fingers returned to my clit, circling, teasing, as I rolled my hips.

“It’s too much,” I whined, when Angelo raised a hand to my breast to knead it.

“Who’s in charge, slut?” Angelo asked.

“You are, daddy. Fuckingplease!”

Luca sped up his strokes, holding me while he fucked upward into me. “C’mon, baby, give me one more, show your daddy what a good girl you are for me.”

“I can’t,” I sobbed, tears slipping down my cheeks at the overstimulation.

Angelo released my breast to reach between Luca and me. He fingered my clit in time with Luca’s strokes, his hand tangling with Luca’s between us.

“You will,” Angelo snarled against my lips.

“You’re doing so well,” Luca cooed. “Look at you. You’re so wet for me, leaking your daddy’s cum all over my cock, squeezing me so fucking good. I’m going to come inside of you, and I’m going to fucking breed you until you can never walk away from me again.”

A bomb exploded inside me at his words, pleasure rushing outward through my limbs like shrapnel, unstoppable as it obliterated everything in its path, leaving only euphoria in its wake.

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