Page 106 of Broken Prince

He straddled my legs and looked down at me like a predator ready to sprawl, looking for the most vulnerable part to attack. If only he knew—all parts of me were vulnerable under his heated dark look.

“La mia bellissima fidanzata.” He beamed, brushing his fingers softly on my nipples.

My skin felt like it was on fire.

He leaned down and licked one of my nipples as a gush of wetness settled between my thighs.

He brushed his lips against my collarbone, the curve of my throat.

“I’m going to tattoo you with my lips,” he murmured before nipping on my jawline.

I tried to squeeze my legs, seeking the friction I was dying for.

“What do you want?” he demanded, alternating between licking, nipping, and sucking at my skin.

“You,” I let out breathlessly. “Inside of me.”

He moved to lay beside me, never breaking the ministrations that were driving me insane.

“Inside of you?” he asked, letting his big hand trail down my stomach. “Here?” he asked, cupping my pussy in a possessive gesture.

“Yes,” I mewled, nudging my hips up and parting my legs more, giving his hand full access.

Luca sucked at my breast as his fingers parted my folds, testing my wetness.

He entered me with his finger, and I moaned, raising my hips once more, wanting his finger deeper… I wanted more, just more.

He let my nipple out of his mouth in a pop. “Always so wet for me, so hot and ready.”

“Always for you.”

“Only for me.” I shouldn't enjoy the dark possessiveness with which he ordered that and yet I did. It pushed my desire to the borders of insanity.

I nodded, closing my eyes. “Only for you.” I let my hand wander blindly until it wrapped around his steel-hard cock.

I squeezed, making him hiss and thrust in my hand.

“You’re mine too.”

“Yes, I’m yours. Always and forever.”

“Make love to me.”

Luca removed his finger and sucked it into his mouth as he settled between my legs, never breaking eye contact.

“You taste like my own personal ambrosia, tesora,” he said as he thrust his hips slowly, rubbing his cock against my soaked heat.

“I will need to taste yours soon.” I spread my legs wider and rocked my hips again.

Luca raised his hips, grabbed his cock, and entered me with agonizing slowness, keeping his eyes on me until he was fully seated in me.

I rested my heels on top of his ass and gripped his shoulders.

He made sweet, soft love to me, with long, slow, deep thrusts that I felt all the way to my heart.

He kissed me, caressed me, and murmured so many love words both in English and Italian with each thrust.

I felt him grow bigger inside me; he was close. He threw his head backward as he brought his hand down and rubbed my clit with his thumbpad, taking me right over the edge.

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