Page 16 of Kissing the Villain

“You’ve seen my cock, Drea. It will hurt.”

I kissed him again. “Try. For me.”

He caged me against the mattress and covered my mouth with his. Sucking his bottom lip into my mouth, I rocked my hips. Luca threaded his fingers through my curls and deepened the kiss. He always kissed me like he wanted to devour me, but tonight, he wanted to conquer me.

As our lips separated, I yanked my shirt over my head and flung it across the room. His eyes flickered with their usual insanity as he stared at my naked breasts. He dipped his head down, stuck out his tongue, and rolled it over my nipples.

“Luca,” I panted. “Mmm… That feels good.”

“Wait until you feel my cock slide in and out of your tight pussy,” he said and ripped off my panties.

He moved my thighs apart with his big hand, dragging his long finger along my slit. When he added another finger, he raised my left leg and draped it over his shoulder.

“Fuck, baby, you’re always so wet for me. So tight. I can’t make any promises. You will definitely be sore.”

“Just go slow.”

He massaged my nipple, tugging on it with his usual roughness. Luca was not a man who made love. But I knew he would take his time with me.

He caressed my thighs. “Relax, baby. It will hurt less if you do.”

His tongue rolled over my aching clit. Every part of my body came alive as my skin pricked with tiny bumps. He lapped up my juices with his tongue, sucking my swollen nub into his mouth. One moan after another escaped my lips, my eyes slamming shut, lost at the moment. Luca spread me open with his tongue,making love to my pussy, consuming me with each flick of his tongue.

“Be a good girl, and come for me, Drea.”

He gave me long, aggressive licks, and my legs shook uncontrollably, on the verge of an orgasm. As the force of it took hold of me, Luca held down my legs until I exploded on his tongue, coming so hard my entire body felt numb.

“You okay, baby?”

Attempting to catch my breath, I bobbed my head. “That was…”

“I know,” he said, lowering my leg onto the bed.

Luca stripped off his shirt, revealing his scarred, chiseled chest. I leaned forward to kiss his skin, flick my tongue over his nipples, and tasted every inch of him. He grunted as I inched my way down his chest.

With my lips at the waistband of his black Dolce & Gabbana boxer briefs, I peeked up at him, noting the desire in his eyes. His lips parted, and his chest rose and fell faster with each breath.

This was finally happening.

Sex with Luca Salvatore.

For months, he’d consumed my dirty dreams and nightmares. I never thought we would get to this point, not with how much I loved hating him. But I needed to know if what I felt for him was real. Our forced engagement soured any chance of us falling in love like normal people.

Could I love him?

Could he love me?

Luca was cold and cruel, but he had his moments. He was not a man who asked for what he wanted. He took it with brutal force. But tonight, I was in control.

After I rolled down his zipper, Luca shoved his pants and boxers past his hips, and his huge cock sprung loose.

“Wow,” I mouthed, embarrassed I said it aloud.

“Don’t freak out,” Luca said, sliding his hand to my head. “You can handle me, baby girl.”

I wasn’t so sure about that.

He kicked off the rest of his clothes and ran his fingers through my hair as I licked the pre-cum from the head of his cock.

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