Page 95 of Born into Mayhem
I growl against the cock that’s invading my mouth and suck him hard enough to pull a string of Italian from him. I lick and suck and moan, taking all my aggression out on his dick. I know he was trying to get a rise out of me, was hoping for this exact reaction, but I’m too far gone to care.
Both his hands are on my head, fingers tangled in my wet hair as he growls my name while I work him hard, reminding him that I’ll never be the well-behaved wife he just described. If he wants supper, he can be the one who cooks it for us. I may willingly get on my knees for him, but I’ll be damned if I put on an apron and keep house while he goes out and has all the fun.
Tugging his swim trunks down further, I slide one hand around so I can dig my nails into his ridiculously toned ass while my other fingers lightly drag along his balls.
“Fuck,” he growls, and I can tell he’s getting close. I’ve memorized everything about this man, and I know he’s only seconds away.
I swirl my tongue along his shaft as he works himself in and out of my mouth, not caring that tears still streak my cheeks and spit isrunning down my chin. I give it everything I have, and when he finally lets go, he growls that he loves me before I feel his release hit the back of my throat. Greedy for him, I suck and lick, wanting every drop of his pleasure, wanting to mark him as mine and erase every memory he has of anyone else.
When he’s completely spent, his fingers turn gentle, his body relaxes, and his cock starts to return to a much more manageable size. I no longer feel like I’m choking, and when I start to explore him with my tongue, I feel the shiver that runs through his body.
“Jesus, Mia, you have ruined me, sweetheart.” He stares down at me with such reverence that it briefly stills my tongue. I hold him in my mouth, meeting his gaze and knowing I would do absolutely anything for this man. I never thought I’d give my heart away, but there’s no denying that I have. Every piece of it belongs to him.
His fingers are soft as they trail a line down the side of my face, and I gentle the sucking motion of my mouth, wanting to savor this moment, wanting to have a part of him inside me just for the sheer pleasure of it. Not because I’m trying to make him come, but simply for the pure enjoyment of it.
“I love you, Mia.” He keeps trailing his fingers along my wet skin, unable to stop touching me. “I love you so goddamn much, and you have no idea how much it’s killing me to let you be a part of this, but I am, because I love you and I know how badly you want this. That doesn’t mean you get to do whatever the fuck you want, though.”
Before I can get angry, he gently taps the tip of my nose. “All I ask is that you follow the rules I have in place that will guarantee your safety. That’s it.”
I know he’s right. I’d made an assumption that the guards above would be watching over the beach, but that had been reckless and stupid and could’ve been dangerous if any of Leonardo’s men had been waiting for an opportunity to strike. I don’t want to be a liability, and guilt has me looking away from his gorgeous brown eyes.
“Don’t hide yourself from me,amore mio.”
I’m still topless and on my knees with his cock in my mouth, soclearly he’s not talking about actual visibility here because I’m about as on display as it gets. No, he wants the connection that only deep eye contact can bring, and when my eyes go back to his, he gives me one of his sweet smiles and caresses my cheek again.
With his eyes on mine, I give him another slow suck that pulls a masculine groan from his chest as he starts to grow hard again. Knowing my mouth can’t take another round this soon, I slowly pull back, sucking him the whole way until he breaks free from my lips.
He pulls his swim trunks back up and then drops to his knees in front of me. Wrapping his arms around me, he pulls me closer so my chest is pressed against his.
“I think I lost my bikini top.”
He grins and moves me just enough to make my pierced nipples drag along his wet chest. “I like you better this way.”
Nuzzling my neck, he kisses his way up my throat and along my jaw, stopping when he gets to my swollen lips.
“Your mouth is fucking amazing,streghetta mia, just like I knew it would be. You are beyond description when you're pissed and taking it out on my cock.” He sighs and drags his lips softly over mine. “Utterly exquisite,amore mio.”
“I’m glad you liked it because I’m guessing you’ll be pissing me off a lot.”
He laughs and kisses me gently before saying, “I was lying about expecting you to cook me supper.”
“I know,” I whisper back.
“You just sucked me so damn good the madder you got, and I couldn’t resist.”
“I know,” I say again, smiling when he gently nips at my lip.
“I have a feeling I’ll be the one cooking, or maybe we can hire a cook. That might be nice.”
“No,” I tell him. “We’ll have to behave ourselves if someone else is in the house. I don’t want that. I’d rather have food delivered or learn how to cook.”
“Food delivery it is,” he says with a laugh.
I wrap my arms and legs around him when he walks us further out into the sea, letting the warm, salty water envelop us. Anything and everything feels possible when you’re floating on the Ionian Sea while wrapped around a gorgeous Italian, and as much as I’d like to surrender to the fantasy, I can’t help but bring up the obvious.
“My dad is going to try and kill you.”
The squeeze Dario gives my ass right before he kisses my shoulder makes it seem like he didn’t hear me, but then he says, “Let me worry about your dad,amore mio.”
