Page 52 of Lethal Legacy

I pull her upward and hold her hips deep onto me, my fingers stroking her as I do, marveling at how insanely swollen and wet she is. Then I feel her tighten, and before she can let go completely, I flip her over, spreading her wide so I can get between her legs and get my mouth on her nipples.

Then I fold her beneath me and bury myself to the hilt.

She comes as I drive home, her hands on my ass pulling me deeper, screaming the fucking house down.

Her wild, gripping spasms are fiercer than anything I’ve ever known. It’s as if there’s an abyss inside her, tugging me over the edge, into a wild oblivion in which I can abandon myself completely, and yet also find utter peace. I can’t devour enough of her flesh, my tongue tasting her neck, her breasts, the valley between them that has called to me for months. And all the while she’s bucking against me, wracked by an orgasm that seizes my cock like the ocean tide and holds me there, like a wave about to break, an ecstasy I both want and yet want to hold off.

I take her mouth, swallowing her scream. She tastes of sweet desire, hot and restless. I want to plunder her mouth, to sink my cock into it, own it like I have her pussy. We’re a tangled mass of limbs, and yet I still can’t seem to get close enough. I feel an almost desperate need to stave off my own release, to savor this, to try to stay in this moment forever.

But then I remember that I have months to explore her body, her mouth.

I have a fuckingcontractthat says she’s mine.

And that’s when I abandon myself to the abyss, roaring like a bastard as I pulse my release deep into her, feeling her own intense spasms milking every last searing drop from me.

She shudders around me, her arms and legs gripping me close. My arms are lifting her off the bed, holding her so hard against me I can’t tell where she ends and I begin, and nothing has ever felt so fucking good.

When I watched that video, I knew I needed to make Lucia Lopez mine.

I thought that would mean a night or two, possibly even a week, of dedicated fucking. Skillful, calculated, technical sex, designed to bring about mutually satisfied endings.

But that isn’t what this is.

This is intoxicating. All-consuming. Addictive. It’s the storm, and it’s the peace that follows it. It fires my blood beyond recognition, and then turns to a warm hearth.

Sex with Lucia reminds me of who I am and why I’m here.

And I have no idea how I’m ever going to give it up.

16

ROMAN

Dimitry calls while I’m still contemplating a second round with Miss Lopez. She’s currently sprawled across my bed, her ass temptingly close to my hand. It’s unsettling how much I want to touch her.

“Da.”I remember a moment after answering in Russian that Lucia speaks it just as fluently as I do, meaning my normal method of disguising business conversations is gone.

“I’m at Pillars.” I can hear the club noise in the background.

“What the fuck are you doing there?” I frown at the phone screen. Something is off if he’s calling this late. Dimitry dislikes Nikolai as much as I do. And he knows better than being seen anywhere near the kind of side business Nikolai runs out of his club.

“You know Abby, who works in the café? Lucia’s friend.”

“I guess.” I can see the dark dip where Lucia’s thighs meet beneath her ass. I trace one finger under a butt cheek, and she moans sleepily, shifting her thighs slightly, inviting my fingers to explore her lush crimson folds. The view makes me salivate. My dick hardens instantly.

“Yeah, well, Abby’s been dating the Cádiz striker. He told her to meet him here tonight. I came to... er... make sure she was safe.”

“So?” I’m only half listening now. My hand cups Lucia’s ass, and her hips tilt a little more.Is she already wet again?I’m ready as hell, despite our very recent and intense session.

“Wait.” Dimitry’s voice holds an edge of amusement. “Am I interrupting something?”

“Fuck off.”

My hand roams over one rounded globe of her delectable ass. He better get to the point fast.

“So the striker is in a VIP room. With the Cádiz manager, a couple of very shady-looking investors, and Nikolai. And, Roman, there’s something else.”

“What?”

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