Page 136 of Madness & Mercy
My eyes fly open, then roll back as he thrusts deep, and a broken sound tears from my chest, part moan, part sob, allsurrender. My body convulses with release, trembling violently beneath him, helpless and ruined and begging for more even as I fall apart.
He pulls out with a groan, his hand still tangled in my hair.
“Get up,” he growls. “Now. Before I decide to finish in your mouth like the dirty little thing you are.”
I’m already moving, half-staggering as I rise. My knees are bruised. My lips are swollen. My entire body’s on fire.
But I’ve never felt more alive.
Never felt morehis.
CHAPTER 20 – MINE
NICO
Fuck. I wasthisclose to coming down his throat.
The way he looked up at me—hungry, desperate, trying to earn back what he broke—it almost worked. No, itisworking. And that pisses me off almost as much as it turns me on.
I slam him against the wall, shoving two fingers between his lips. He opens for me without hesitation, taking it deep, gagging around the intrusion but never breaking eye contact.Christ, he’s never been this submissive. This eager to obey. It’s unraveling me faster than I want to admit.
I pull my fingers free, slick and trembling, and drag them lower, teasing the spot I know he wants me most. He moans, hips jerking forward, needy and desperate.
“You want my fingers inside you,cucciolo?” I breathe against his ear.
“Please…” His voice is a wrecked whisper.
I chuckle, circling his rim but not pressing in. “How bad?”
His knees nearly buckle.
“So fucking bad,” he gasps. “Please. Inside.”
I slip one finger in, just enough to feel him clench around it, and that’s when my phone vibrates in my pocket.
He freezes.
I don’t.
I push in deeper while fishing the phone out of my pocket with my free hand.
He turns to look at me, every part of him trembling.
He clamps around my fingers so tight it’s like his body’s trying to keep me inside him, greedy little thing. He jerks when I push deeper, a sharp gasp slipping past his lips.
Too loud.
“Cover your mouth,” I murmur. “Unless you want everyone to hear.”
He slaps a hand over his mouth as I pin him harder to the wall. He squirms, but not to get away. He’s arching into it, chasing more,desperatefor it.
I slide another finger in, twisting them just right. His knees buckle.
I answer the call with my free hand, keeping my voice level. “Yeah.”
Julian’s eyes widen, pupils blown, cheeks flushed. He’s trembling, hips rolling on instinct. I tighten my grip over his mouth and hold a finger to my lips.
“I said I’d handle it,” I growl into the phone. “If Luca’s got a problem, he can come to me directly.”
