Page 119 of Rules Of Engagement: St. Louis
“I have tomorrow too.”
His hands framed my face, his gaze so heavy on me, my pussy started thumping. I jumped into his arms as he caught me by the thighs smoothly.
“What are you thinking?” he asked.
“I’m thinking I want to remember this exact moment forever. You, here, in Sicily, looking at me like I’m the only woman in the world.”
“That’s because you’re the only woman in my world, Naomi.”
I kissed his mouth, and he returned the kiss with uninhibited hunger.
“This is dangerous,” he murmured against my mouth.
“Why?” I moaned back.
“Because I could fuck you against this wall and that would be inappropriate.”
“I don’t care…”
“Naomi.”
“I want you.” I sucked in his tongue. “Now…”
He unzipped his pants and snatched my thong so hard it tore from my body.
“Oh!”
“See what you’ve made me do?” He murmured, pressing his heavy dick inside me.
“Sssssssssss, oooooh, baby,” I moaned.
“Mmhmm.”
Christian recaptured my mouth and stroked me slowly to start, his meticulous way of making sure I felt every inch of him thoroughly, which I did. My body came alive, my nerves dancing, tingling, and warm. My ears heated and my nipples became sensitive to touch as he moved against me.
“Oooooou…”
His speed increased, his strokes becoming ramming thrusts that multiplied the passion between us. The grip of my thighs in his hands tightened, and each time he entered, he spread me to accommodate his girth.
“Fuck, fuck!” I squealed, pulling from his mouth and biting down on his jaw and into his throat.
“Grrrrrrggggggh….”
“Yes! Yes! Harder, oh! Christian!”
I vibrated against the wall as he pummeled my pussy with no regard. It was euphoric, and even in the depths of our passion, I had a moment of serenity, where I took in our surroundings, my eyes lifting to the Heavens to see stars spilling across the night sky and felt loved like I never had before.
Chapter
Twenty-Seven
NAOMI
I blinked,and my focus cleared as the sounds of Mel’s Diner filtered back into my consciousness. Journey and Frankie were staring at me with matching smiles on their faces while they spoke to each other in low murmurs but loud enough that I could hear every word.
“Do you think she’s going to snap out of it anytime soon and tell us about her relationship?” Journey asked Frankie.
“I’d say it’s going pretty good, if that ridiculous, lazy grin on her face is any indication,” Frankie replied, cutting into her chicken and waffles.
