Page 84 of Where Dark Hearts Devour
I’m so glued to the intricate details—the feathers of the dove and the licks of the flame—that I don’t realize he’s removed everything from his bottom half until my gaze focuses on the enormous cock in his hand.
Cristiano is leaning back against his bedroom wall, slowly moving his hand up and down his shaft while he watches me watching him.
He jerks his head toward me. “Touch yourself.”
“No!” Anxious sweat leaches through my pores.
“I’ve eaten you out, little one—you have nothing to be embarrassed about.”
I stare at him, unable to put into words why I’m not on board with this despite his logic.
“Come on, Castellano.” His eyes drop to my thighs. “I want toseeyou. Spread your legs for me and let me see the beautiful pussy I just fucking worshipped.”
An intoxicating throbbing picks up between my legs.
He drops his head back against the wall and groans. “Castellano, I’m hanging on by a thread here ...”
He is?
“Have you any idea how much I’ve wanted this since the first fucking second I saw you?”
My pulse races.
“Please, just put a fi?—”
He stops short as he pulls his head up, because I’m doing as he asked. I’ve pushed a finger inside of myself, coating my fingers in my arousal.
“Oh, Jesus fucking Christ.” The words emerge as a strained, hoarse whisper.
I can’t believe how this is affecting him. His eyes glaze over and don’t waver from the movement of my fingers. His hand grips his cock tighter, and his chest isheaving.
I slip a second finger inside of myself and then rub the juices around my clit. But I’m so wet there’s no friction.
“Cristiano,” I gasp. I need him to do this for me.
His eyes darken, and he takes two strides to the bed, still rubbing his cock. “Lie down. Spread your legs.”
Alarm zaps through me. “Cristiano, we can’t . . . I . . .”
I can’t bring myself to say the words. Not here—not when there’s a beautiful spell to break.I have to remain a virgin.I want this night to be perfect. I want to feel every long, hard inch of this man, but ... losing my virginity to him could ruinus both. Seeing how distant Savero and Cristiano are with each other makes me think no love will be lost between the two of them, but a lot of face would be. In fact, Savero might even kill to restore his reputation. Would he kill his own brother? The fact I don’t know the answer to that makes me even more wary of giving my virginity to someone other than the Di Santo don.
He gently pushes my legs outward, the fire in his eyes no less dim for me. “We’re not doing that,” he says, and my anxious thoughts slow. “But we’re doing the next best thing.”
And just like that, my thoughts bounce back to the beat of,What the actual fuck? Has he forgotten I have zero experience?
I keep my mouth shut and lie back on the comforter with my legs extended outward. He nestles himself carefully between them and lets his cock fall heavily onto my clit. It makes me startle, but the sensation of having his hard lines and ridges resting against my sensitive nub makes me dizzy with desire.
He continues to lower his hips until his cock is applying a firm pressure against the cluster of nerve endings. He looks into my eyes as if he’s waiting for permission. I give him a light nod, and he starts to rub his cock up and down my pussy.
At first it feels strange, but very quickly, it makes me hot and breathless. In fact, I’m panting, and the need to find that release again is overwhelming. How can having a cock rub up and down on my clit make me want to come so fast?
I bite down on the top of his arm, and he lets out an annoyed growl. His cock doubles down on its task, pressing me just hard enough into the mattress. I wrap my legs around his back, pulling him closer, firmer.
“Fuck.” He breathes hot, reckless air into my ear, and I shift my hips, needing more.
Lost in mindlessness, I don’t realize how full I feel until he freezes above me ...
“Trilby . . .”
