Page 93 of Immoral

My heart soars. It happens every time Gianni compliments me, but I feel the shift in him. He's not holding back as he used to. It's as if the wall came down, and he's able to wear his heart on his sleeve where I'm concerned. I tease, "You saved me and hijacked me to Vegas, remember?"

Something passes in his expression. I'm unsure if it's regret or anger. Maybe it's a mixture of both. He closes his eyes briefly then seethes, "Iwillkill all of them for what they did to you."

As much as I want them dead so we can be safe and move on with our lives, I also don't want to let them steal anything else from us. I move my knees another inch so they touch the back of the seat. I caress the side of his head then reply, "Let's forget they exist for the rest of the night. Now, call the chef."

His lips twitch. "I kind of like this bossy side of you."

"Ha ha! Start dialing!"

He grabs the phone, swipes at the screen, then holds it to his ear. He says, "Cara's and my dinner got cut short. We're on our way home. Can you whip up some manicotti and the new dessert you were telling me about the other day?"

He listens and pecks me on the lips. His hand slides up my thigh and under my dress until it reaches my ass. He squeezes my cheek and gives me another kiss.

He retreats and says into the phone, "Great. We'll eat in our suite. Thanks. Ciao." He tosses his phone on the seat then puts his lips back on mine, rolling his tongue inside my mouth.

I wrap my arms around him, kissing him back with the same intensity and grinding my lower body against his growing erection.

He mumbles between kisses, "You didn't wear panties."

I move my mouth to his ear, nibble on his lobe, and reach for his zipper, freeing his cock. He groans when I lightly drag my nails over his shaft. I sink over it, taking all of him at once while letting out a shaky breath.

"Fuuuck, tesoro," he murmurs, gripping my ass cheek tighter and pulling on my hair until I'm facing the ceiling. He scrapes his teeth down my neck then bites my collarbone.

A sensual mix of pleasure and pain shoots through me. Lately, everything Gianni does to me feels more intense. I moan, "Oh God."

"Who do you belong to?" he growls.

"You, baby. Only you," I reply, trying to ride him faster, but he moves his hand to my hip and keeps me at the same speed.

"When we get home, I'm licking and sucking every inch of yourpussy. And when you come, I'm going to do it all over again until you have no voice left," he declares.

My insides clench his shaft. The nerves in my walls awake in delight. My breath hitches more, and I try to move faster again, but he keeps me at the same slow pace. I plead, "Please."

He replies with a kiss then releases his grip on my hip, moving it back to my ass. "You're greedy tonight. Tell me how much you love me again."

"So much, baby. I love you so, so much," I whisper, pressing my forehead to his and riding him faster.

"Tell me you love being my wife," he demands, his eyes piercing into mine.

"It's all I ever wanted," I confess.

"And you love it?"

Heat sweeps through my veins so hot, pellets of sweat break out on my skin. Tiny sensations grow, causing spasms against his erection. I cry out, "Yes. I love being your wife. I love you."

His breathing picks up. He keeps his hand firmly on my ass and his other arm around me, caging me as close to him as possible. He moves his mouth to my ear. "All night, tesoro. I'm going to make you orgasm so many times tonight, you'll be too sore to walk in the morning. When you can't take anymore, you'll beg me to stop. But I'm not going to. I'm going to give you more and more until you have nothing left to give me. Do you understand?"

A burst of tingles erupts in my spine. I shudder then adrenaline rolls through my body, bringing me to the edge.

Gianni holds my face in front of his. "You're beautiful. Now, ride me like this is the only chance you have to have me tonight." He brings his hand to my hip, slams me down on him, moves me back up, then does it all over again.

All hell breaks loose in my body. An orgasm hits me like a lightning strike. It feels like it comes out of nowhere and electrifies every cell in my body. I cry out, "Baby! Oh God! Baby!" Then my eyes roll back.

He holds me tight, stroking my spine and guiding my hips to extend my orgasm. In a firm voice he proclaims, "From now on, you tell me when you're coming. I want to hear it all night long. Understand?"

All I can reply is, "Baby, I'm still coming!"

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