Page 30 of Dangerous Contract: Part 1

Silence filled the room as he pushed her hair away from the back of her neck. He trailed kisses from her neck to down her back until he reached her ass. Damn, she had a lot of ass. Raz pulled her to her knees.

With her head against the bed and her ass in the air, he kissed the small of her back while rubbing his hands over her smooth thighs. He eased her legs further apart as he sprinkled kisses over her ass. She arched her back and wiggled her bottom. He leaned back to watch her ass shake. Orazio licked his lips. He’d never seen an ass move like that.

“Do it again,” he demanded when she stopped.

She stared back at him. Their gazes met. She shook her ass again. His eyes returned to her body. How could she not believe her body was a work of art, especially when she moved it like that? He needed to be closer to her. He needed his tongue buried deep in her. But he didn’t want her to stop moving the way she was moving.

“I want you to move it like that while you’re sitting on my face,” Orazio demanded.

His Rose gifted him a wicked grin before whispering, “Lie down.”

Moving to the side of her, he did as she asked. Lying flat on his back, he watched as she moved to straddle him. He licked his lips, resisting the urge to grab her and pull her down onto his mouth so he could bury his face between her thick thighs.

Mouth watering, Orazio swallowed as she brought that pussy closer to his lips. Once she was close enough, he stretched his tongue out and took his first swipe of Monique Rose’s sweet pussy.

All it took was one taste, and he was addicted to a drug called Rose. Everything about her was intoxicating. From her beauty, to her voice, to her body that was created solely for him. And then there was her pussy.

Orazio gripped Monique’s thighs as his tongue delved between her silken folds. His cock jerked each time she moaned his name. Having his name on her tongue while her pussy was on his tongue aroused him. Straddling his face with her hands gripping the headboard, she ground her wetness against his mouth.

Raz drank down her juices, enjoying the taste of this woman,hiswoman. He sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it as her hips jerked. She moved her body faster. His tongue matched her pace.

Her breaths came in gasps as she rode his face. When her thighs began trembling, he knew she was close. Soon, she’d cum all over his tongue. He couldn’t fucking wait to taste her cream.

“Orazio,” she moaned. “I’m about to... I’m about to...”

I know, sweet Rose. Give it to me. Give me that cream.

He held her thighs tighter as her body bucked. Her juices coated his tongue. He drank them down, craving more. Raz continued licking her as she trembled uncontrollably. With one hand on the headboard and one hand now clutching his hair, she allowed herself to be swept away by the pleasure.

This was what he wanted for her. He didn’t want her doubting herself. He wanted her to enjoy herself. He wanted her to enjoy him. He wanted his Rose to live in the moment, to live for herself.

For so long, she’d been living for others. No more. From now on, she belonged to him, and he wouldn’t let anyone hurt her. He wouldn’t allow anyone to make her feel low again. And as soon as he found that ex-husband of hers, he was going to murder the bastard. Her ex would die a painful death for hurting her.

But that wasn’t the only reason Orazio wanted Trevor dead. After tasting Monique Rose, Raz refused to let another motherfucker who’d experienced this taste walk this earth. There could only be him.

Raz licked her until her body ceased shaking. He licked her until she released her grip on his hair. And when she rolled away from him to lie on the bed, he followed, face still in her pussy. He pressed a gentle kiss to her clit as she lay back against his bed.

He moved to lay beside her, to give her a moment to catch her breath before he brought her to the brink of insanity again. But this time, it would be his cock buried in her, not his tongue. However, when he lay beside her, she scooted away from him and then climbed off the bed.

Raz sat up. “Monique...”

She raised her hand, silencing him as she refused to meet his gaze. Moving around in the darkness, she searched for her dress. He rose to his feet just as she snatched her dress up.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, reaching for her.

She recoiled from his touch.Fuck!

“Where’s your bathroom?” she asked, voice shaking.

“Monique, did I do something wrong?”

“Please, just tell me where the bathroom is.”

“If I did something...”

“Please!” she yelled before taking a deep breath and releasing it slowly. Speaking more calmly, she repeated her question. “Where’s your bathroom?”

He pointed to the bathroom door. Eyes still not meeting his, she strode to the bathroom. After entering it, she closed the door behind her. He heard the lock click. Alone in the dark, standing naked next to his bed, Orazio rubbed his hand through his hair.

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