Page 81 of Scarred Heir
“Like what?” I raised my bottom when he jerked the lace down my legs, leaving me exposed to him.
“We’ll get creative.” He smashed his mouth against mine, producing a forceful kiss. “You remember when you said I was tense?”
“Yes.” I slid my hand down his chest and to his belt.
“Make me less stressed.” He leaned back in his chair and let me unbuckle his belt and undo his pants. “On your knees.”
I slithered down his body and knelt in front of him. Licking my lips, I slid my hand inside his pants and squeezed his length in my firm grip. He twisted his fingers in my hair and yanked on it when I moved my wrist back and forth.
“Eyes here.” He pointed to his soulful stare. “I want you to see the pleasure on my face.”
Pride took over when he bit his sexy lip and his eyes rolled in ecstasy. As I pleased him, I lost myself in his stunning cheekbones and kissable mouth. His vibrant blue eyes drew me in, keeping my gaze trained on his.
“Sable,” he breathed out.
I leaned forward and swirled my tongue around the tip of his head, tasting the saltiness that gathered there.
“Fuck,” he moaned. “I’m torn between letting you finish or ramming my cock inside your pussy.”
His filthy words fueled my desire to make him come in my mouth. I licked down his length and to his balls, tracing my tongue along them and sucking them into my mouth.
“Hell!” He gathered my hair into a ponytail and yanked on it as I pumped his shaft harder. “I’m not conflicted anymore, goddess, make me come just like that.”
As I used my hand and mouth in perfect unison, his legs quivered against my sides. With one last hard tug of my hair, he sunk into his chair and mumbled something in Italian. I wrapped my lips around his length just in time to catch his warm release. I grasped his base tight as I drained him, swallowing everything he gave me.
He released my hair, and then caressed my cheek on his way to cup my chin.
“Feel better?” I smiled.
“You always make me feel better.” He guided me back into his lap. “I knew I’d like having you as my assistant.”
“I don’t get much work done when you’re around.” I cuddled into him, resting my head on his chest.
“Well, I can’t exactly fire you, considering I know why you don’t get much work done.” He rubbed my back. “I do have to get back to work.”
“Are you sure you want me to go with you to Puerto Rico?” Being with him was all I wanted, but I didn’t want to intrude on his time with Marchello.
“I always want you with me.” He kissed the top of my head. “I’m not going to leave you behind. Not now.”
When he strengthened his hold on me, I sensed his mood shift. His muscles tensed and his breathing wasn’t as steady.
I wouldn’t press him. If he wanted me with him, I would go. No questions asked. Besides, I might not like the answers.
TWENTY-ONE
Milo
I preferredthe heat in the air from the frigid temperatures in New York City. I had escaped the cold by coming to Puerto Rico, but the pending war brewing between Medina and my family was just heating up.
As we climbed the steps to the residence set back on the private beach, Sable gripped my hand. This had been a long day filled with new experiences for her. Checking in on my brother to tame my own fears wasn’t the way I wanted to introduce her to life’s luxuries, but we had to take what we could get.
Introducing her to Chello and Lissia would make our relationship more official. I wanted her to get to know me better. I had been struggling without my father and brother. Being here provided me with some serenity, even if we could only stay for one night.
She slowed her pace as she gazed at the beachfront property in one of the most exclusive sections of the area.My family had safe houses all over the world. It had been a few years since I had been here.
We stopped once we reached the porch, but she didn’t loosen her grasp on my hand. I didn’t mind. I thrived off her dependence on me. It was a natural intuition for me to protect her.
“This is gorgeous. I thought your house in New Jersey was spectacular, but this is um….” She waved her hand around. “I’ve never seen anything like this.”
