Page 14 of Hacker Revelation

I had straddled Antonio in the dining room chair. He used his two large hands to cup my ass and stand. It took me by surprise, and I let out a loud squeal.

Antonio carried me back to our room. His muscular arms flexed with each step he took. A tattoo of an eagle peaked out from the bottom of his black T-shirt. He was the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes on, and most days, I couldn’t believe he was mine.

He glanced in Ant’s room on the way by. Ant had his army and cop figurines spread across the floor. He wouldn’t bother us until it was time for bed. Just in case, we would lock the door to make sure our little man saw nothing that would scare him.

I could feel Antonio’s heartbeat against my rib cage. He was as excited as I was to get naked. The adrenaline from earlier still ran through my veins. I couldn’t wait to see Antonio strip out of his clothes and run my hands along his six-pack.

When we entered our room, he sat me on the bed, locked the door, and turned on Ant’s one-way speaker so we could hear if he needed us.

He pulled me back up and touched his lips to mine. Every time he pulled me in for a kiss, my legs went weak and the world faded away. His tongue swiped across my mouth and demanded entrance. He caressed my cheek with his thumb as we devoured each other.

I was lost in the kiss when Antonio pulled back. I groaned at the loss of his touch. My body wanted me to climb Antonio and demand he hurry up. We had time for romance later. I needed to feel Antonio inside me.

“I want you now.”

Antonio grinned down at me. “I want to go slow and kiss every inch of your body.”

I let out a frustrated sigh. “We can go slow later.”

He laid me down on the bed. “Kitty Kat, you need to learn patience.” After a beat, he asked, “Are you comfortable?”

“Yes,” I grumbled. There was no point in arguing with him.

“Good, because I have you right where I want you.”

“But I want to ride you. Can we do missionary later?”

Antonio leaned down, nipped my ear, and whispered, “I’m in charge right now. Lie back and feel.” He licked the soft skin behind my ear, causing a tingle to course through my body. Antonio’s tongue was pure magic and lit my body on fire. It was hard to hold my composure when he whispered in my ear. Each day my body yearned for him more.

The words caught in my mouth as Antonio slid his hands under my shirt and cupped my full breasts. When Antonio lifted his gaze, I could see his eyes were heavy with lust and need. When he lifted my shirt over my head, he didn’t break eye contact.

After I had come in from outside earlier, I’d showered and hadn’t put a bra back on. Antonio groaned when he took my shirt off and my boobs were displayed. He lowered his head to my breasts and wrapped his warm mouth around one nipple. He used his free hand to cup my other breast.

“Antonio, please.”

I shifted under him, trying to push my pelvis up for friction. “More. I need more.” His touch left my body in flames.

“More of this?” he asked before pinching my other nipple. He released my nipple and gazed up at me. A ruthless smile spread across his face. He knew what his touch did to me.

“Touch me.”

“You want me to touch you here?”

“Antonio…” His name was almost inaudible as he reached his hand down my yoga pants.

“Nothing better than hearing you say my name. You’re all worked up, Kitty Kat, and I haven’t put my lips on this pretty pussy yet.”

It took everything in me not to yell out in frustration. Antonio sat up, and at the loss of the connection, I whined. He reached down and pulled his T-shirt over his body. His abs flexed with the movement. I yearned to run my tongue over his golden-brown skin. The three bullet-wound scars on his chest brought a moment of sadness. It was a reminder of the time we had lost.

Antonio crawled back onto the bed and worked my yoga pants down my legs. His hands skimmed over my skin, and it caused my body to ignite. When my pants were off and on the floor, Antonio threw each of my legs over his shoulders. Before he settled between my knees, he gave the tattoo on my hip a kiss. It was the name “Antonio” written inside a heart.

“Now, this is dessert,” Antonio whispered before he took my clit in his mouth.

I hadn’t had time to register his words before my body went on alert for his tongue. My legs were spread wide to accommodate his broad shoulders, and he put his hands under my butt and lifted so he had full access.

“Oh, my god… yeah.” Antonio had gone from slowly lapping at my clit to full gusto. I gripped his arms and tried to cause more friction. He slapped my leg with his hand, sending an extra wave of arousal through my body.

“You will take what I give you.”

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