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Her expression darkens, and I hate that whatever I’ve said has upset her. So I slide my fingers beneath the lace waistband of her panties and brush my tongue across the seam of her thigh, then run the flat of my tongue along the dainty flowers. She wiggles beneath me, her back arching off the floor. “I’m honored for the opportunity,” I murmur against her skin.

Her smile returns, and I vow to keep my mouth closed unless it’s to devour her. I breathe her in, reveling in that familiar perfume. “Mmm,tesoro, your scent is exactly as I remembered it.” I pause, fixing my eyes on hers. “You know, when I woke up and you were gone, I was certain I’d imagined the tantalizingsight of your tight little pussy wrapped around my fingers.” I bring my fingertips to my mouth and run my tongue over each, one by one.

Her eyes widen, then her lips part, a breathy sigh escaping as I suck them into my mouth.

“Mmm, absolutely perfect.”

Unable to control myself for a second longer, I push the silk fabric to the side and dip my tongue into her sweetness. A groan vibrates my throat as I devour her slick heat. She’s so wet, her arousal coats my tongue, the faint scent of strawberries and vanilla clinging to my nostrils.

A moan squeezes through her lips as she watches me feasting between her thighs. “Do you like to watch,tesoro?” I whisper against her clit.

“Yes.” Her breathy pant is so damned sexy.

“You like to see my tongue disappearing into your tight pussy?” I make a show of it, drawing the flat of my tongue through her wet folds before plunging it inside.Dio, she tastes like sin and salvation all rolled into one, and I’m ready to face heaven or hell, whatever it takes to spend the rest of my days buried inside her.

“Mmm, yes, I love it, Toni.”

I smirk at the new nickname. It was jarring at first, but now I like the sound of it on her lips. Any sound really. I glance up at her from over her bare mound, replacing my tongue with a finger. I stroke slow, languid circles around her clit as she writhes in pleasure. “Tell me what you want,tesoro. I’ll do anything.”

“I want to come,” she breathes, eyes glittering with need as she toys with a nipple.

“How? On my tongue or on my cock?”

“Both.” Mischief flashes across those smoky sapphire orbs. “If you’re up to it, of course.”

“Your wish is my command.” I run one hand up the smooth planes of her torso and find her breast, kneading the soft flesh while the other parts her legs, baring her completely. Then I graze her clit with my teeth, and she bucks beneath me, another moan escaping. Using my finger to circle the taut bundle of nerves, I focus my tongue on her entrance, licking and thrusting, imagining my cock claiming every inch of her.

Cazzo, she tastes like…mine.

Now that I’ve had her, I don’t think I will ever stop wanting her. Worse, I don’t want anyone else to ever touch her again. The idea of any hands on her that aren’t mine sends wrath surging through my veins.

“Get ready to come,tesoro,” I murmur across her clit, and her back arches in response.

I increase the steady circling of my finger, ramping it up to a feverish pace. She pants and moans, her hips grinding against my face as I drag my tongue through her soaked slit, then thrust again and again. The walls of her pussy clamp down around my tongue, and I know she’s close. Replacing my tongue with two fingers, I drive deeper inside her, and her head falls back on another moan.

“Oh fuck, Antonio,” she groans. “Don’t stop.”

I have no intention of stopping. I plan to have this woman coming and crying out my name for the next twenty-four hours straight, until I’m well enough to walk out of here. And then, fuck my promises, I’m never letting her go.

Her pants come in ragged spurts, each one more devastating than the last. I’m so hard it’s painful, desperate to sink inside her. But it’s not my turn yet, though I promise myself it will come.

I draw her clit into my mouth and suck at the same time as I thrust my fingers inside her, deeper, harder, faster. Curling the tips until I findthespot, another moan echoes across theboathouse as her pussy clenches around my fingers, wringing out every last ounce of pleasure. “Yes, Antonio, yes…”

My tongue continues to move across her, stroking and teasing until her body stops trembling and her legs fall open, utterly spent. Only then do I withdraw and glance up to meet a pair of shimmering, bejeweled irises.

A smirk, along with her arousal, coats my chin. “Was it as good as I promised?”

“So much fucking better.”

CHAPTER 36

A SUCKER

Serena

I’m a boneless, quivering mess as Antonio stares up at me from between my legs. No one has ever made me come that hard or that quickly in my life. I saw the moon, the stars, the whole fucking solar system in that never-ending moment of raw pleasure.

“Get on your hands and knees.” His voice is rough, filled with need as his hands curl around my hip and spin me around.

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