Page 72 of Ruthless King
I’m home. She is it for me.
The errant thought squeezes the air from my lungs. I can’t think about that, about her, about how perfect we are together. She’ll destroy me, and I’ll devastate her. She has no place in my world; she doesn’t deserve the life I’ve chosen. I pick up the pace, plunging harder, deeper until she’s a squirming puddle of desire beneath me.
Imuststick to the rules. In my mind, I punctuate each word with another plunge. Fiery pleasure licks up my spine. I’m like a horny teenager with her. Biting my lower lip, I try to keep the orgasm at bay.Calcio.My lawyer. The mountain of files I have to look over in my office.
Nothing helps to distract me from the building orgasm.
I curl around Stella’s back and drop kisses up her spine. I reach her shoulder and sink my teeth into soft flesh. Then I move to her neck and suck hard, claiming her. I want everyone to know she belongs to me and only me.
“You’re mine,” I growl as I plow into her.
She tips her head back, and I capture her lips. Our bodies are joined in countless places, and I can feel every single point of contact intensely. My mouth on hers, my hand cupping her breast, my fingers on her clit, my cock inside her pussy. I want to claim every inch of her.
“Say it, princess. Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” she moans against my lips. I swallow her cries, desperate for more. I want her screaming my name as she comes.
“I’m the only one that can fuck you, you understand?”
“Mmhmm,” she murmurs. Her eyes snap open in the same instant I realize what I’ve said. I’d insinuated I would keep fucking her.
That this would be more than the one time I promised.
“Come for me now,” I command, instead of meeting that hopeful gaze. I squeeze my eyes shut and drive into her as my fingers pinch her clit. She lets out a cry, and a tremor rips through her whole body.
“Oh, Luca,” she wails as the second orgasm tears through and her pussy clenches around my cock.
It’s all I can stand. The raging pleasure pummels me next and I jerk inside her, spilling my soul into the condom. Desire vibrates through every inch of me as the most powerful release I’ve ever had leaves me shaking.
Stella collapses beneath me onto the soft carpeting, flushed a gorgeous pink hue and still panting. After tearing off the condom, I fold my body around hers, snaking my arm around her waist and drawing her soft form against my chest.
“Cazzo,” she mutters as her head sinks onto my arm.
“Yeah.”
A warm laugh escapes her lips, and I nuzzle into the back of her neck. A deep purple mark darkens her skin at the crook of her shoulder, and a satisfied grin stretches across my face. I want everyone to know Stella is mine. A disturbing after-thought rises to the surface. I want her to be mine for good….
I stiffen, the terrifying idea icing my veins.
“What’s wrong?” Stella cants her head back, eyes meeting mine.
“Everything.” A rueful smile curls the corners of my lips.
“Then why are you smiling?”
“Because I’ve never been so happy to be wrecked.”
She shakes her head, and her eyes slowly drift closed. “Pazzo.”
Stella’s right. I am crazy. I’m fucking out of my mind for her.
My hand splays across the flat planes of her stomach, and I imagine it round and full with my child. Squeezing my eyes shut, I force the image to the dark recesses of my mind. It can never happen. Bringing a child into this shitshow would be cruel and selfish. No, never, fatherhood is not in my future.
Focusing on her smooth, taut belly again, my fingers stretch until they reach the underside of her breasts. She lets out a soft hiss at the gentle touch. I palm her silky flesh, and my fingers close around her nipple.
She wiggles against me, and I’m hard again.
My hand moves down her body and settles on her hip. Fingers digging into perfect skin, I whirl her around to face me. Her hands move to my chest, and I panic. She’s going to see that damned date. It’s inevitable if we keep this up. ButDio, I want her again. And I don’t want to take her from behind. I want to see her face as I wring out every ounce of pleasure.
