Page 80 of Passion and Revenge

The fact that she’d rather be here trying to unite the two men in her life rather than be in our bed is a mystery I can never understand.

“I’ll paint you something if you help me out of this car right now,” she bargains.

I shake my head with a smile. “Nice try, baby. The last thing you painted is on its way to the tower as we’re speaking.”

She glares at me. “Damn it, Ale. You can’t continue buying all my paintings and depositing millions into my account.”

“I’m not letting goddamn Marco disrespect you by fucking under your painting.”

Her gaze turns sly. “We fuck under The Revelation all the time. If you were so concerned about respecting me, maybe you should move it to the tower too.” Then, she sighs. “And also, stop bringing up Marco. It was a joke.”

“I’m going to find him,” I promise her.

She brushes a kiss over my mouth. “You’re the worst. The most jealous caveman on the planet.”

I deepen the kiss before she can move away, pushing my tongue into her willing mouth and digging my fingers into the back of her hair. Then, I tilt her head up to give me more access to her mouth, and she shivers in my arms.

How responsive she is never ceases to please me. I love it just as much as I love every other thing about her.

Her small hands press against my chest, and then she’s fisting the front of my sweater in her hands, keeping me in place. Without breaking the kiss, I trail my hands up her thighs to the wet crotch of her panties.

“You’re wet for me,” I murmur.

“I’m always wet for you.”

I pop the single button on her dress and drag one sleeve off her shoulder, my mouth pressing to the exposed skin. She arches her back while grinding her damp heat against my slacks.

“Fuck, baby,” I groan, pushing the cups of her bra down. Her breasts spill out, her nipples pink and hard and straining for my mouth.

I take one nipple into my mouth, sucking deep. She lets out a cry, pushing her breast deeper into my mouth. Her nails dig into the muscles of my shoulders as she holds on tight.

“Fuck me, baby,” she gasps. “I can’t wait. Please.”

“I want you, baby.”

She eagerly reaches for the buckle of my belt, tugging it off before sliding my zipper down. Then she has her hands wrapped around my pulsing length. Her eyes shine at me as she releases it from the confines of my briefs and licks her lips hungrily.

I grab the string of her panties, and with one yank, the material rips off her body.

“Alessandro!” she gasps, outraged.

“If we were in our bed, you wouldn’t have lost another underwear,” I tell her wisely, and she just laughs.

Rising up, she hovers over my straining length, and then she bites down on her bottom lip before sinking down my entire erection.

We both let out a gasp as she settles back on me, her tight pussy enveloping me.

“With you seated so prettily on my cock, I’m this close to turning the car around. I’ll run all the red lights and get you back into our bed where you belong,” I growl, nipping at her ear.

“I think it’ll be really awkward for the rescue team if we get into an accident.” Her mouth curls up, but the smile lasts only long enough for me to push my hip up experimentally, and then her lips part in a soundless gasp.

“We’ll be dead by then. We won’t care,” I point out.

She spreads her knees further and then rolls her hips slowly before raising them up and down. She finds a rhythm, bouncing up and down on my cock, her head thrown back in ecstasy as she takes her pleasure from my body.

She has never been more stunning than she is in that moment.

I cup her bouncing breasts in my hand, squeezing and plucking at her nipples.

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