Page 123 of The Devil Can Be Kind

“Good girl.” He praised.

His strokes grew slower and deeper as my body cooled. He was so deep now I could feel him in the pit of my belly.

“Now I want to see that ass of yours.” He muttered.

He pulled out of me completely and spun me over, as if I weighed no more than a bag of flour, propping me up so I was on all fours.

If I wasn’t still riding the languid high of my orgasm, I would have been embarrassed by how exposed I was to his gaze. Instead, I found myself docile and obedient, the last of my dignity having apparently packed itself up and shipped itself off.Figures.

He thrust his length back into me, resuming his agonizing pace and sending sparks dancing across my skin.

Just as I felt pressure inside me starting to build again, Marco began to caress adifferentarea of my body. His fingers delicately exploring as his thrusts slowed and then stilled. His breathing suddenly turned ragged, and a shiver ran through him as the very tip of his finger slid tentatively inside methere.

“Marco,” I gasped, becoming flustered and overwhelmed by the new sensation.

“Tell me to stop and I will,” He muttered, his voice gravelly and hoarse.

I didn’t.

His finger sunk deeper and I sucked in a small breath, feeling so full and overcome with the different sensation that I could hardly think to breathe. He was everywhere, all at once. It was so dirty, so possessive, soMarco.

“Your ass is so tight.” He grunted, struggling to restrain himself.

His hips began moving again, slower and deeper than before, allowing me to adjust to the feeling. It wasn’t long before pleasure like I had never experienced began to build to an excruciating degree.

All-consuming euphoria pulsed and vibrated within me. My nails dug into the carpet as I screamed, falling into blissful oblivion. Marco’s own groan of ecstasy came not a second later, his body trembling and tensing as he too found his release.

We collapsed to the floor in a mess of discarded clothing and shaky limbs. Our heavy pants and racing heartbeats the only noise amongst the silence.

“Good thing we are in a room with soundproof walls,” I muttered, completely spent.

He chuckled softly. “A happy coincidence.”

It took another few minutes or so before our breathing began to slow, my heart rate gradually returning to normal.

Marco’s voice broke the silence.

“I have to leave in an hour.”

I watched as he slowly sat up and reached for his trousers and I was suddenly grateful he had turned his back to me so he couldn’t see the dejection or disappointment lining my face.

“How long will you be gone?” I asked sitting upright, pulling my clothes toward me.

“A few days maybe.” He rose to his feet, pulling on the black material and doing up his belt.

I watched on as a pang of sadness hit me in the chest. We had grown so close over the last two weeks, would distance change everything that had happened between us?

He reached down to caress the side of my face with a hand, almost as if he could see the concern in my expression and he wanted to dispel it in some way.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be back soon, baby.” He flashed me his dazzling boyish smile before planting a soft kiss to my lips.

Over the next few days,life in Chicago returned to its normal routine. I hated to admit it, but the city was really starting to grow on me, and now that I had finished buying decorations for my room, it had started to feel like home. I went back to work when Monday rolled around and was happy to see the familiar face of Keeley, my assistant, as I walked out of the elevator that morning. Apparently, there was a lot of office gossip I had missed in the week I was away.

On Tuesday evening, Jesse came and joined me for dinner as I sat in the kitchen and we ate Lucia’s homemade ravioli, which was hands-down the best thing I had ever tasted.

“So, what’s going on with you and Marco?” Jesse asked after a brief pause in the conversation.

I wasn’t sure how to answer him, so I tried being as vague as possible, knowing that he most definitely knew more than he was letting on. He just wanted to hear it from me.

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