Page 41 of Ruthless Vengeance
“I’ll be in touch.” The phone goes dead.
And now all I can do is wait.
Chapter Eleven
CLARA
God,he looks so sexy.
Marco buttons up his shirt, the muscles in his back shifting with every movement.
I stretch out my limbs, my body sore in the best possible way after last night.
My tongue darts out to wet my lower lip, my thoughts turning filthy as I admire him.
He catches me staring in the mirror, and a smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth, so I let the sheet fall just enough to expose my bare breasts.
I watch with a smug sense of satisfaction as his eyes glaze over as they dip to my chest.
“If I didn’t have a meeting, I’d be climbing back into that bed and fucking you senseless.” His voice is thick with need.
Heat pools in my belly at his words, my need for him nowhere near satiated.
The thought of Marco climbing back on top of me and burying his glorious cock inside me as he whispers in my ear has me growing slick between my thighs.
“I guess I’ll just have to fly solo, then.”
Marco growls as I start to trace the swells of my breasts with my fingers, my nipples already pebbling from my touch.
I bite my lower lip as I dare my hand to trail lower, disappearing beneath the sheet. “If you like, I can schedule you in for next week?”
Marco whirls around, his dark eyes gleaming with arousal as he looks at me.
I pant as I trail my fingers over my lower belly. “Don’t worry, I’ll be thinking of you the whole time.”
His eyes flash with desire as he steps toward the bed, and I quickly glance down and let out a whimper as I notice the prominent bulge in the front of his pants.
I squeeze my thighs together, the dull ache already building between them.
“What will you think about?”
“You, bending me over the edge of the bed.” My fingers brush over my clit.
I let out a gasp as a surge of pleasure rushes through my body.
“Mmm…you like it when I fuck you from behind, don’t you, love?” Marco palms his erection through his pants.
“Yes.” I moan as I start to rub my clit.
I’d love nothing more than to watch him get off to the sight of me pleasuring myself.
“And I love watching that incredible ass bounce against my cock.” He grunts as he squeezes his length.
I moan even louder as a rush of wetness spreads between my thighs.
Marco smirks before reaching out to grip my chin, gently tilting my face up so I can look at him.
“Pencil me in for next week, then.” He bends down to brush his lips over mine, just enough to tease me. “In fact, pencil me in for every single day.”
