Page 113 of Vito

"Fuck, Eden. Eden," he chants as he explodes with jerky movements in my mouth, on my tongue, and down my throat. I feel every pulse and spurt of cum and swallow it all.

Like a good little cum slut.

I suck hard as I pull up along his long length, easing the suction when I slide back down. His balls suck tight to him while I massage them. That makes him jerk and shudder, his eyes heavy as he looks down at me.

Pulling him out of my mouth, I lick my lips as he pulls me to my feet. He kisses me, lazy and slow, his tongue swirling with mine as he tastes himself in my mouth.

He finally pulls away, cupping my head as he stares down at me with that look of fierce possessiveness. The love I hadn't let myself see these past few months is burning bright.

"You're my every wet dream come to life."

"Just your wet dreams?"

"You're my wet dreams, the dreams of my future, and the dreams I never thought I could have. You're my everything, Eden," he rasps.

He sinks to his knees before me and kisses my stomach, then moves lower. His tongue trails along my skin. Like gasoline being thrown on a fire, my need for him flares back to an inferno because it's never satiated.

He lays back on the floor, licking his full lips. "Come sit on my face so I can worship the woman who is my everything."

I get on my knees, straddling his head, looking down at him. "That sounds like something I can't refuse."

He grips my hips, pulling me down to his mouth. "You're my heaven, Eden."

Then he worships my body, bringing me heaven here on earth as the man, god, and devil I love.

Chapter 31

Vito

I'mbeginningtohategetting dressed because it signals that the temporary sliver of time I've stolen with Eden is ending.

My jeans hang low on my hips. I have no shirt, socks, or boots on, and I grab her around the waist as she pulls on her panties. Burying my face in her neck, I inhale her scent. It needs to be enough until I'm able to hold her again. Her arms come around my head, holding me to her like she's trying to stamp my touch on her flesh. I hate that I must darken the little time that we have together, but I need to.

"I have something to confess," I say against her skin.

She stiffens and pulls back. Her hazel eyes dart between mine, and her sharp-angled jaw tightens. I realize where her mind went.

"It's not what you're thinking." I pull her tighter against me, my cock hardening for the third time, and I rub it against her as her eyes darken. "This cock belongs to you.Only you."

I rest my forehead against hers, one hand playing with the silky loose waves falling to her shoulders and the other splaying over her lower back as she relaxes.

"I told Massimo about us. Creed and Raf know as well."

She hisses out a breath. "Why would you do that?"

As much as I'm pissed at Massimo's command to stay away from Eden, I know he'll keep our secret.

"They, including Massimo, won't say anything. You're safe—"

"I don't care about me."

Her safety and life areallI care about; it should be her number one priority. I feel like my need to protect her, and the darkness that fills me when I think of threats against her, could consume me.

"Vito." She cups my face, her eyes glistening. "If something happened to you because of me..." Her voice cracks.

"Let's leave," I say suddenly, my fingers gripping her tightly.

The words are sudden, but the intent is authentic.

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