Page 28 of Filthy Desire

She felt Gio’s body tense and then he shouted her name. She felt the warmth of his cum through the condom. His fingers kept moving, his hips kept pumping and then everything in her body narrowed to that perfect point of pleasure.

Pleasure that got sharper, higher, until her body locked up tight as her orgasm crashed through her.

“Gio!” Kara screamed as she writhed and shook with the force of her release.

Everything in her body lit up as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her.

Her vibrator was fine, but nothing could replace a real cock and a talented man who knew how to use it.

She hadn’t had an orgasm like that in…well… never.

What the fuck?

Don’t let his magic cock fuck with your brain. Remember what he is and who he is.

That resolve was all well and good until he bent over and kissed her spine.

Soft, sensual kisses and gentle nips that had her body trembling. His sudden gentleness, his sensuality, was far more dangerous than his temper. Kara feared that she was on the path to being well and truly fucked by this man.

In more ways than one.

His lips trailed a path up her back to her shoulders, and her tender neck. His scruff was rough against her skin and only added to the powerful sensations rocking her body.

Then he pulled back and withdrew from her body, his spent cock slipping out. After being so well fucked, she felt empty.

She reared up and wiped the sweat from her brow, still trying to catch her breath and calm her racing heart.

Gio turned her around and took her mouth in a kiss that was aggressive and claiming. Kara kissed him back with the same intensity. She didn’t want him to stop.

Her head was screaming at her to get the hell away from Gio Ferraro. But the rest of her body had no desire to leave.

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GIO

Gio reluctantly pulled away from Kara’s tempting mouth.

From her incredible body. From her distracting eyes.

And good timing too because he was still shaking from the force of his orgasm and that was all kinds of fucked up. Sex was always good, but sex with Kara? He felt like an animal, the pleasure so raw and carnal that even after that incredible release, he was ready to fuck again. And he wasn’t sure that one more time would be enough.

He recognized the danger of this smart, sexy, unconventional woman. If he wasn’t careful, she could become an addiction.

Disgusted with his reaction, he forced himself to walk over to the sink.

With shaky hands, he rolled down the condom and threw it in the bin underneath. After washing his hands, he reached for two glasses and poured water in each.

He slid one glass on the counter to Kara.

She was still standing, her chest moving in and out with rapid breaths, her heavy breasts and hard nipples distracting. Fuck, she was gorgeous. Now that he finally had time to get a good look at her, it wasn’t enough. He wanted to taste every inch of her smooth skin. He wanted to watch her face the next time he fucked her. He wanted her to know that he owned her. Her body, her pleasure, her…

Fuck, listen to yourself.

He’d lost his mind.

He needed to calm down, to cool off.

And then he needed this woman gone.

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