Page 11 of Merciless Attraction

“This was dumb. What was I thinking?” Gemma stammers. “No one’s going to believe us.”

“That just means we have to be so outlandishly in love it makes sense we got engaged on a whirlwind night where we crossed paths after years apart. We’ve always been in love, haven’t we?” I grin and lean onto my elbow beside her.

“Right.” She rolls her eyes.

“We can start by you coming into work with me. Once the gossips get wind I’m flaunting my fiancé around the hospital, word will spread across my circle. It will inevitably get back to Verducci. We’ll go on some public dates and take it from there.”

“When you say public, do you want us putting on the same show of affection as we did for Verducci and his men?”

“That’s up to you Gemma. Can you convince other people we’re together without kissing me?”

She blushes. “No. No woman in her right mind would be engaged to you and be able to keep her hands or lips off you.”

“Now that’s the kind of thing I hoped to be talking about in my sleep.”

“Oh? Were you dreaming about me, Antonio?”

“It was one of the wettest dreams I’ve had in a long time.” I admit with a smirk.

“Well, that’s not right. I’m the one who is supposed to be wet,” she replies with an equally seductive grin.

Gemma wraps her arms around my neck, gazing into my eyes, and waiting for me to do what we’re both yearning for. My lips capture hers in a kiss which ignites our passion. While it starts slowly, my mouth tastes hers and my heart desperately tries to flatten my hesitance.

She’s everything I want, but I know this can’t go anywhere beyond what we’re pretending it to be. However, since we’re pretending, I might as well make the spark between us as real as it feels to me.

Our kiss envelops us like we’re in a world all our own, without the threat of mobsters waiting for us beyond these walls. One swipe of her tongue around mine has my morning hardness returning with a vengeance.

I pull her in close, and Gemma takes the lead, reaching down to grab my rising erection. She moans and smiles with our kiss before dipping her hand beneath my waistband to touch me directly. The softness of her hands wrapping around my shaft has my heart beating a thousand miles a minute.

To pace myself, I hoist her onto the countertop. Our eyes meet and I know the end is near, just as it was last night in the shower. While that moment was a figment of my imagination, this moment right now is real. I lower myself with a seductive glance drifting from her eyes to the apex of her thighs.

Chapter 5: Gemma

A master of finger and tongue, Antonio uses his specialties to inch his way from the inside of my knee to the center of my thighs. Goosebumps erupt across my skin as pleasure heightens with every tender touch of his lips.

The hairs in his beard tickle the flesh between my legs. Pleasurable pressure builds as I pant with anticipation. Antonio’s groans vibrate against me as he finally slides his tongue over my clit. It wraps around the sensitive nub, softly caressing it before slipping down to slide over my entrance.

A whimper escapes my throat as Antonio feasts on my pussy like he didn’t just devour his breakfast. I can barely stand it as he coaxes my climax out of me. My entire core goes rigid as he holds my pussy to his mouth, lapping up my orgasm as I shake from the ecstasy.

Antonio backs away. My pulse races as he brings his face up to meet mine. I can’t stop my fingers from running through his hair, bringing his mouth close to mine where we kiss fiercely. A kiss of possession, like I’ve always belonged to him and will never kiss anyone else.

It’s too soon.

My emotions wash over me as last night and this morning blur into a tornado of passion, fear, rage, and erotic bliss. The strength of his arms wrapping around me lets me lean into him as he picks me up off the counter. My legs immediately close around his waist.

A sturdy erection rests just under my ass, making me wonder what he’s willing to explore sexually. Do we get to have that kind of conversation with our current situation? Or does that only apply if we’re in a real relationship?

Antonio carries me up the stairs to his bed where he lays me down, fishes a condom out of his nightstand and returns his mouth to my pussy. He kisses, licks, and suckles my clit ensuring I’m ready for him. He pulls away from my center and positions his body over mine.

With one of his hands beside me on the mattress, he uses the other to slide my shirt toward my face. I do the rest, taking it off and tossing it somewhere behind me. I glance down at the space between us.

Even at Antonio’s six-foot height, his cock is the perfect size with its thickness just enough to squeeze inside of me. The pressure melds into pleasure as he eases in and out of my warm sheath. There aren’t any words between us as we lock eyes and seal our union with a kiss. The soft firmness of his tongue rolling over mine ignites a sensation that ripples across my body.

Every thrust in and out of me has my back arching into him. Antonio slides his arm under me to roll onto his back and I’m straddling him. It’s one of my favorite positions as he grips my ass to guide my hips.

The more Antonio gets into it, the wetter I get. He spreads my ass to grind his dick inside of me. I plant my hands on his strong chest. His body is like a sculpture of perfection. When his fingers graze my second entrance, my pussy twitches with delight.

The slippery space between us gives him enough slickness to glide his finger through the evidence of my arousal and with a raised eyebrow, he pushes a finger inside my other entrance. Heat blooms across my cheeks as I picture Antonio’s hand gripping me like a bowling ball while he drives his dick in and out of that dark place.

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