Page 108 of Craving Danger

“Even the mafia part?”

Nodding, I say, “Yes.”

The hottest smile I’ve ever seen forms on his face. “Do you forgive me, baby?”

“Yes.”

The word gets smothered by his mouth while he pulls me flush with his chest.

His tongue traces the seam of my lips, and I open for him. As our mouths express our feelings, his hand covers my side where my tattoo is.

The kiss deepens, and I’m swept away to a world where there’s only Franco and me.

I lose track of time as our lips knead and our tongues memorize a dance that’s only ours.

Only when my mouth is tingling from all the friction does Franco break the kiss. He turns off the faucets before taking hold of my hips and lifting me against his body.

I quickly wrap my legs around his waist, and as he carries me to the bed, I feel his hard cock brush against my butt through his wet boxers.

He places his knee on the bed and gently lowers me to the covers. His eyes drift over my face, and seeing the love he has for me makes my heart feel complete.

It feels as if I was placed on this planet to be his.

“Are you sure, baby?” he asks.

Trailing my fingers over the stubble covering his jaw, I whisper, “I’ve never been more sure in my life.”

“Do I need to use a condom?”

I shake my head. “I’m on the pill.”

Franco is so considerate it makes me love him even more.

Pushing his hand behind my back, he unsnaps my bra and tugs it away from my chest.

His gaze lowers to my breasts, and I watch as his irises darken with desire while an expression of awe tightens his features.

He brings a hand to my right breast and softly brushes his thumb over my nipple before his palm covers me.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs. “So fucking perfect.”

Lowering his head, his tongue darts out and swipes over my other nipple before he sucks it into his mouth.

My back arches, and placing my right hand behind his neck, I moan, “Harder.”

He sucks and bites my nipple until I’m writhing on the bed.

I’m going to orgasm just from him devouring my breasts.

“Franco,” I whimper.

His hand massages my other breast, and his fingers tweak and tug at my nipple.

My abdomen tightens, and tilting my head back, moans and whimpers fall over my lips.

His teeth pull at my sensitive skin, and his eyes flick to my face.

It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, and it sends me over the edge.