Page 43 of Wicked Knight 2

“Why not?” He glided his hand in and out with firm strokes.

“They might see us.” I spread my legs wider.

“I definitely don’t want anyone to see your pussy.” He set the fork down and focused on rubbing my clit. “It’s such a pretty pussy, and it’s all mine. Only mine.” He captured my mouth and kissed me hard.

His tongue and his hand fell into the same rhythm of thrusting in and out of me. If anyone walked in on us right now, I’d be thoroughly embarrassed to be seen spreadeagled on the kitchen table while Maxim finger-fucked me. But his hand felt too good. I didn’t want him to stop.

“Come for me.” He placed another piece of blini in my mouth. Then licked the powdered sugar off my lips. “You taste so good.”

He increased the tempo as he bent down to nibble on my nipple over my T-shirt. It was the most infuriating feeling because his wet mouth on me was so much better. With another glance behind me, I pulled my top over my head.

“Good girl.” He lapped at my peak with his tongue before he sucked the whole thing into his mouth.

My clit’s reaction was immediate. It swelled with a throbbing force that left me breathless. Maxim stepped closer and dug his fingers even deeper. I closed my eyes and eased into my climax. At first, it lingered at the tip of my bud, but then, like a shockwave, it spread to my core and down my legs.

I was still reeling from the high when Maxim removed his fingers and replaced them with his erection. He pumped several times before he stopped and whispered in my ear, “I want to see my cock disappear into that gorgeous ass of yours. And when you come, I want you to say my name.” He gripped my waist, and in a single fluid movement flipped me over, so my belly pressed against the table, while my ass was up in the air.

“We definitely should not be doing this,” I mumbled as he rammed into me.

He filled every inch of me as he surged in and out. “You’re ready.” He wrapped his arms around my body as he continued his relentless and sweet torture.

“Yes.”

When his lips found my cheek, I turned so our mouths would collide. He rode me hard like that until I orgasmed all over again. This time though, we climaxed together. I squeezed my eyes shut and clearly saw us jumping a dangerous abyss of desire. Because now that Luca and I were together, I wasn’t going to stop fighting until he was all mine. I wanted to be with him always. He left me so many times before. I refused to live without him, not even for a day. If the Brotherhood wanted a war, I was prepared to give them hell. They couldn’t keep him.

“Omigod, Luca. I love you. I have always loved you.” I blinked away tears.

Maxim hitched a breath, then released me. The air around us shifted from hot to cold in an instant.What did I say? Fuck. What did I say? Luca?I turned around to face him. The pain I found in his eyes cut me. I hadn’t meant to hurt him like that.

“I didn’t mean that.” I reached for my T-shirt, suddenly feeling naked and exposed.

I searched for the right words to make this right. But what could I say?

You’re not you, you’re him.

He scoffed and tucked away his semi-erect penis. “Was all this an act? To get me to fall for you? And then what? Set you free out of love?” His jaw clenched as he wrapped his fingers around my neck. “Well, at least now I know where I stand. Make no mistake, Donata. You’re here to stay. You’re here for me. For me to fuck until I can’t feel my cock anymore.”

CHAPTER15

But I Remember You

Donata

The next morning, I woke up alone in Maxim’s bed. I was the biggest idiot for letting my guard down. Having Luca back in my life had me on cloud nine. I couldn’t be held responsible for saying stupid things during mind-blowing sex.

“Arghh.” I screamed into his pillow. A knock on the door made me sit up. “Come in,” I called out, hoping Maxim had reconsidered and realized that being jealous of his past self was utterly ridiculous.

“The boss asked me to bring you breakfast.” Tore strode across the suite and set a tray of eggs and sausage and a plate of mixed fruit on the coffee table.

The oversize sofa and chairs in the living area faced the tall window and a cozy balcony. In the last three weeks I’d been in the compound, I’d tried to break the lock so I could get some fresh air in private, but I hadn’t had any luck with it.

Tore exhaled, fishing a key out of the back pocket of his jeans. “Boss said you can’t leave your room.”

“Great. We’re back to that. Are you going to guard the door too?” I glared at him.

“I have the first shift.” He nodded, pointing at the window. “Boss asked me to unlock the door. It’s a nice day out.”

“How generous of your boss. Which boss is this, by the way?” I was pissy this morning. Maxim should be eating breakfast with me.

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