Page 73 of Savage Prince

I can feel him thick and hard as he settles over me, and fuck, if I’m not ready for more. He runs his head through my soaked center and those tiny nerve endings light up again.

His body blankets mine, chest rubbing against my back. The bandage skims my shoulder blade, but I convince myself to ignore it. He said he was fine. But then again, he said that last time too…

“Are you sure this is okay?” I spit out before my own selfish motives prevent the words from slipping out.

His thick crown prods at my entrance. “Does it feel like I’m okay,tesoro?”

“Yes,” I moan as those sensitive nerve-endings go haywire.

He moves higher, his warm breath spilling over my ear. “Are you on the pill?” he whispers.

“Sure as shit.” From the ripe old age of sixteen. There is no messing around with unprotected sex.

“Good, because I can’t wait to sink inside you and watch as my cum coats that beautiful pussy, then dribbles down your thigh.”

Anticipation tightens my core, and I arch my back, baring my already throbbing pussy. “I’m ready,” I rasp.

“That’s my good girl.” He rubs my back, then his hand climbs higher, fisting my hair. He twists so that my neck cants over my shoulder and he takes my mouth, hard, biting my lower lip.

Another round of need pulses low in my belly, and I’m aching for him. With his mouth still pressed to mine, his thick head pushes inside me, and another groan breaks free. It’s only the tip and I’m so hungry for more. I press my ass into him, willing him deeper inside.

“More,” I pant.

“Are you sure you’re ready?”

“Yes,” I hiss. “I want all of you inside me.”

He thrusts, completely sheathing himself in one go. A cry purses my lips at the sudden fullness, the intense pleasure muddled with a streak of pain from being stretched so hard so fast. Then nothing but raw pleasure unfolds.

“Oh, Serena…” He pumps inside me, then draws out, almost to the tip before sinking in all the way again. “Fuck, you feel so good around my cock,tesoro. So tight and wet, you were made for me.”

It’s like he stole the exact words from my thoughts. I’ve never had a man so deep inside me, fitting perfectly into every contour, hitting every spot just as I need it.

He draws back before filling me again and again, his balls smacking against my ass and only intensifying the pleasure roaring through me. I could do this all day, all night and never have enough. His hand reaches around my waist and his fingers find my aching clit. Instantly, I give into his maddening touch, the feel of his cock thrusting in and in and in and those devastating fingers endlessly circling.

I’m raw sensation, fiery pleasure and need.

Antonio’s lips brush along my spine, each thrust punctuated by a lick or a teasing nibble. “So good,” he murmurs against the shell of my ear.

I can barely put together a word let alone an entire sentence. “Mmhmm,” I mumble.

“Are you going to come for me again?”

“Yes,” I groan. “Soon…”

“Take your time,tesoro. We have all the time in the world.”

I freeze at his words, memories of the conversation with Bella rising to the surface. Shit. We don’t have unlimited time. I have to meet Alessandro in Milano, or all hell will break loose.

He thrusts harder, reminding me I’m on the brink of climax, and I let my mind go blank once more. I’ll deal with explanations later. Right now, I just need this.

Antonio’s arm encircles my waist and before I can blink, I’m on my back again, staring up at intense smoldering onyx orbs. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing…”

His cock sinks back inside me and the delicious heat rages again, but his eyes remain fixed on mine, a wary expression sharpening his jaw line.

“I’ll tell you when we’re done, okay?” I run my hand along the hard planes of his back and pause, my fingers stilling, when I meet the raised, scarred skin.

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