Page 168 of King of Obsession

When I detected the telltale flutter at the back of my spine, I jerked my eyes to meet his hot, scorching gaze.

‘Now, cum for me, baby, you deserve it.’

He whipped his head back as my words gave him release.

Neck corded, veins jutting as he groaned long and loud, hiscum spurting into me in thick ropey, scorching jets.

I bucked, cumming so hard I saw stars.

We came down, panting into each other.

Alessio’s head remained thrown back on the lounge chair. Eyes closed, throat working as the waves of bliss ebbed through him.

I fell onto his chest, kissing his collarbone, thoroughly fucked and spent.

Finally, he roused, tipping my chin up to meet his amber, heated eyes, soft in adoration.

His arms came around me, his lips finding mine in a gentle, lingering kiss.

‘Buongiorno, mia sola, il mio zuccherino,’ he murmured against my mouth. ‘You slept well?’

‘Like a dream,’ I replied, nuzzling into his embrace. ‘Grazie for the flowers, coffee, and fuck. You’re too good to me, Alessio.’

He chuckled, the sound rumbling through his chest, cupping my breast, flicking my nipple. ‘Hell woman, you’ve turned me into a love-sick diavolo.’

‘Don’t blame me. You’re the one who came after me twice, desperate for it.’

He growled, pulling me into his arms. ‘I’m much the better man for it. Fotto, carissima, you deserve all the sweetness in the world, and I intend to spend every day giving it to you.’

‘You ready for more sweet?’

I arched a brow. ‘What do you mean?’

He lifted a finger to stay me. ‘Wait here.’

He untangled himself from me and pulled on his shorts. I reached for my cami bottoms and stepped into them as he loped off, lips curved, ass tight,sexy as fuck.

He vaulted over a fence and went into one of the barns.

Minutes later, he emerged with a hefty package in his hand.

He eased over the railing again and strode toward me, sensual as sin, golden hair ruffling in the wind.

He set down the box before me.

‘What is it?’

A rustling noise came from inside, and my heart rate ratcheted.

‘Open it,’ he growled, affection in his gaze.

I did, easing back the flaps.

I almost died as two little faces peeked up at me.

Both were white as snow and adorable as fuck.

I gasped, reached into the crate, and held them close.

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