Page 177 of Madness & Mercy
“Nico…” I rasp, but it comes out broken, more plea than protest.
He pulls back just enough to look at me, his eyes black with want. “Do you have any idea,” he growls, his voice rough, “what seeing you wearing my ring does to me?”
I swallow hard, my cock straining against my sweats. “Apparently it makes you horny.”
His smirk is pure danger.“You have no idea.”
Then he drags his hand down my sweats, gripping my cock through the fabric, and I bite back a whimper. My knees nearly buckle.
We’re out in broad daylight. But with him pressed against me like this, with that ring burning on my finger, I can’t move even if I wanted to.
His hand grips me tighter, and I bite down on my lip so hard I taste blood. My body jerks forward on instinct, grinding against his palm.
“Nico—fuck—” I hiss, my voice breaking.
He doesn’t stop. If anything, he gets meaner, his lips dragging down my throat, teeth grazing my collarbone.“I warned you not to tempt me,”he growls against my skin. “Now look at you, shaking, desperate, begging to be fucked in my garden.You’re all mine.”
The thought should terrify me, but instead it makes me burn hotter. The silk drapes, the fountain, the flowers…it’s all a backdrop to the way he’s touching me, like I’m his prize, his possession,his fucking downfall.
He shoves my sweats down just enough to free my cock, his hand wrapping around it in one ruthless stroke. I groan, my head falling back against the tree. Sunlight spears through the branches, blinding me as he works me over like he’s savoring every twitch, every gasp.
“You look so fuckingbeautifullike this,” he murmurs, biting my ear. “With my ring on your hand and my cock in your fist—”
I don’t even remember grabbing him, but I’m stroking him through his suit pants, desperate and sloppy. “Nico, someone—someone could come back—”
“Let them,” he snaps, grinding against me so hard I see stars.“I want the whole fucking world see you’re mine.”
The words rip a sound out of me I don’t even recognize. He strokes me in a ruthless rhythm that has me bucking into him like I’ve lost my goddamn mind.
“Fuck,Nico—” I gasp, but he swallows it with his mouth, his teeth grazing my lower lip like he’s punishing me for every second I’ve ever made him wait.
“Shut up andtake it,”he growls against my tongue. His strokes get harder, faster, the fine fabric of his suit rasping against my bare skin. He’s everywhere now—his cologne, his breath, the sharp press of his hand.
My knees threaten to give, but he’s got me caged, his body holding me up against the tree. The bark digs into my back,grounding me even as heat pools so sharp and fast in my gut I can’t hold back the noises tearing out of me.
“Look at you,” he pants, his forehead pressed to mine. “Getting off in the open like the filthy littleputtanoyou are.”
My whole body’s on fire, every nerve screaming, every muscle trembling. His fist works over my cock like he’s wringing the life out of me, and the worst part—thebestpart—is I can’t fucking stop him.
“Please—”I choke, not even sure what I’m begging for anymore.
His grip tightens, the pressure almost painful. “Come for me, cucciolo. Make a fucking mess on me.Right here.”
The command shatters something in me. Heat rips through me so hard I see white. My spine bows against the tree, a hoarse cry tearing out of me as I spill all over his hand, all over his perfect fucking suit. My release coats us both, sticky and hot, and I can’t even stop shaking.
He doesn’t stop right away. He strokes me through the aftershocks, dragging it out until I’m gasping, wrung out, clinging to his jacket just to stay upright.
Finally, he slows, smirking down at me like the devil in a thousand-dollar suit. He lifts his come-slicked hand between us, rubbing his thumb over my bottom lip.“Messy boy.”
I groan, my face burning, but I’m still trembling, still high on him, every bit of me screaming for more even as I sag against the tree.
“Tell me, piccolino,” he growls against my ear.“should I drag you upstairs and ruin you properly?”
I shake my head so fast I’m dizzy. “Just…just do it already.”
He chuckles darkly, low in his chest, and it vibrates straight through me. “So needy. You want me to take you right here?”
“Yes,” I gasp, nodding frantically.“God,yes.”
