He sucked with the right amount of pull, then laved and lashed the tip, blowing on it, heating and cooling me all at once.
While his other hand squeezed and pinched my second taut tip.
I felt like I was on fire as arced pleasure found a pathway from my tits to my clit, giving me delight beyond what I ever thought was possible.
The heightened sensation and bursts of tingling continued until, with a cry, the sensation in my nipples exploded into shards of heated, sustained explosions of ecstasy.
My pussy, too, pulsed and convulsed into a prolonged, wild orgasm, and I just managed to hold onto his shoulders, hair flying as I bucked at Rio’s ministrations.
When we finally broke apart, I was breathless, my heart pounding so loud I was sure he was hearing it.
Rio’s eyes were dark, and his mouth parted as he stared at me, also as affected.
Neither of us spoke for a beat, the silence heavy with the unspoken.
I swallowed hard, a flush of heat scorching my cheeks.
‘Turns out I am a floozy,’ I joked weakly, trying to defuse the tension.
Rio’s lips quirked into a half-smile, that familiar teasing glint returning to his eyes. ‘I wouldn’t say that. For many men, your wildness is a fantasy.’
He bent his head and kissed me, and I reached for him, hands stroking lower in a bid to capture the heated diamond stiff shaft throbbing against my tummy.
His hand stilled me, gripping me, pulling me away from him.
He stepped back, and I stared at him.
‘Am I your dream?’ I ventured, then blushed at the realization I had appended ‘desperate’ to my descriptors.
He assessed me with a tilted head, his pale eyes gleaming. ‘All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity, but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes to make them possible,’ he rasped. ‘T.E. Lawrence,’ he added.
His eyes were solemn as he spoke but still guarded.
I sighed. ‘I’ve never dreamed with my eyes closedbello, for my life has been so full of danger that even in my sleep, I’ve never relaxed from keeping watch.’
He lifted a hand and trailed it along my jaw. ‘Not anymore. I have your back.’
With that, he stepped away from me, removing his heated length.
I missed it that instant, eyes locked on him as he strode to the sliding doors leading out to my garden.
He paused after pulling them open.
‘Buona notte, leonessa.’
His growl was the caress he left behind as he walked away.
Damn, this man.
Chapter 13
VALERIO
Ididn’t have it in me to give her more.
Not tonight.
Not when I had a mission to complete that was brutal and required my utmost focus.