Page 74 of Empire of Temptation

“I saw them in your bathroom.” He swiped my hair off my face. “Okay? You are ready to do this?”

My chest pulled tight. A mafia boss concerned with consent? My heart might not survive it.

Instead of answering, I let myself drop a bit more, taking another inch or so inside me. I closed my eyes at the rush of pleasure, and Luca exhaled sharply as his fingertips pressed into my skin. “That’s it. Take more, bella. Take it all.”

It wasn’t easy, but I was determined. Luca’s patience surprised me. His muscles bulged, but he let me go at my own pace. Luca watched me wriggle and pant, shift and bounce until our hips met.

Finally, he was completely inside me and I felt sofull.

His chest heaved as he stared at where we were joined. “Va bene, va bene.Guardati, fiore mio.Sei tutta mia.”

I didn’t know what he was saying, but it sounded so sexy coming out of his mouth. “I thought it would hurt, but it doesn’t. You’re so thick, stretching me out. But there’s no pain.”

He hummed in his throat as he cupped my breasts again. “Virgin no more. You belong to me now.”

If sex always felt this amazing, then yes. I could belong to him for as long as he was in New York.

“Ride me,” he directed, his voice thick. “Bounce on my dick and grind that clit on me.”

I gave him what I hoped was a sexy smile. “You make the rules.”

“Fucking right I do.” He slapped my ass. “Move, Valentina.”

I began slowly, rolling my hips, dragging him barely in and out. Learning how far I could go, what felt best for me. Luca let this go on for a few minutes, but then he grabbed my hips. “Up and down. I want to watch your tits bounce while you fuck me. And go fast.”

He guided me, showing me what he wanted, and I was up for all the experimentation we could handle tonight. I wasn’t sure I’d like this, but I gave it one-hundred percent, using my thigh muscles and glutes to ride him over and over. Luca folded his hands behind his head and watched, absolutely absorbed, his gaze darting between my face, my chest, and my lower half.

“You are killing me,” he said in a tortured whisper. “I am so close to filling you up. Fuck!” He grimaced and closed his eyes briefly. “Do you think you can come again?”

I was close, but not that close. “I don’t know.”

He licked his thumb and brought it between us. Then he began rubbing my swollen clit and speaking a stream of Italian I didn’t understand. But I didn’t need to. It was the long vowels and lyrical quality of the words that got me every time. Like some ancestral part of my brain recognized it and longed for remnants of the past.

I came barely a minute later.

My walls were still convulsing around his length when Luca flipped us over. Then he was pushing in again, his body stretched out over mine. His hips thrust fast and hard, driving into me, our bodiesslapping. This was like another level of fucking, the more advanced version I’d expected earlier. And his weight on top of me? Absolutely delicious.

I held him close as his breath started to stutter. His muscles tightened and I knew he was about to climax. I put my lips by his ear. “Have you ever come inside a virgin before?”

The response was instant.

“Merda!” He pressed deep and threw his head back, his hips locked to mine. I could feel him thicken as he shuddered, his big body twitching and jerking while he came. Several seconds later he pulled out, flopped onto the bed and then dragged me to his side.

I curled into him and closed my eyes. His hand stroked my back in long sweeps and my brain floated happily, unable to catch a thought. When was the last time I was this relaxed? I couldn’t remember.

“Where did you learn to say those things?” he asked. “About coming inside a virgin?”

“Books.”

He grunted. “I am increasing your book allowance.”

I smiled into his skin. “I thought you might like it.”

“Dio mio, Valentina.” He rubbed his eyes with his free hand. “If I had liked it any more, you might have killed me.”

“That would give me a lot of explaining to do,” I said with a snicker. “I don’t think your men would believe me that I killed you with words.”

“No, but they would believe you killed me with this body of yours.”

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