Page 70 of Lies like Rubies, Part Two (Savage Jewels)

“You’re thinking hard again,” Nick said, his lips turning up in a slight smile, and warmth spread through my chest at his appreciative gaze.

“Lorenzo,” Sofia whined.“Please.”

“Your wish is my command, sunshine.” I would prove itto her over and over again, for the rest of our lives, if she would let me.

I laid down in the bed and lifted Sofia until she straddled me. She met my gaze, her blue eyes clouded with lust and a deeper emotion she quickly hid from me, turning away and kissing my shoulder instead of giving me time to figure it out. When she rolled her hips and slid her clit along my cock, I groaned.

“Fuck yes, beautiful,” I said as she began a driving rhythm, sliding up and down against me, my aching cock rubbing against her clit as she whined with pleasure.

“Fuck no,” Nick said, slapping her in the ass. “Stay still.”

He tossed me a condom, and I pushed Sofia back a few inches so I could cover up. This time, when she raised herself up, she sank down onto me with a guttural moan. “Lorenzo, you feel so good,” she whined. I reached up to tweak her nipples, hard, and she jerked her hips, clenching around me.

“Goddamn,” I said, wanting nothing more than to worship this woman for the rest of my life.

Nick had other plans though. With his palm on the center of her back, he pushed her down until she caught herself with her hands on either side of my ears. I took advantage of the position to wrap my lips around a nipple, delighted with the way her pussy clenched around my cock when I bit into her sensitive skin.

I could feel his fingers inside her ass, pumping in and out, scissoring her open, and then he was pressing into her, moving in and out, and I could feel every inch of him through the thin membrane that separated us.

Sofia whimpered and whined, moving her hips, and then stilling when Nick spanked her hard. I couldn’t wait tosee the red of her cheeks when he was done with her. Finally, finally, he seated himself fully within her.

The two of us stilled, stroking our woman’s back, soothing her as she keened with need. A drop of sweat beaded on her chest, dripping down onto me, and I couldn’t wait anymore. I shoved my hips up, impaling her fully.

Nick placed one hand on her shoulders and the other covered mine on her hips. Together, we rocked her back and forth, pumping in and out of her until she was sobbing with the need for release.

Our rhythm increased together until we were pounding in and out of her, breathless and sweating, moaning and grunting as we focused on pleasuring the beautiful goddess between us who’d given herself to us so sweetly.

As his rhythm turned ragged, Nick reached between us and fingered her clit. Sofia shattered around me, her pussy fluttering and tightening as she sobbed her pleasure. As the bottom of my spine tightened, I sped up my thrusts into her, and shouted her name as I came. She collapsed on top of me as I slowed my movements, and I held her tight.

Nick dropped onto the bed beside us, and I rolled her until we were on our sides, so he could cuddle up to her back.

“Good boy,” he teased.

“Fuck you,” I whispered as I dropped sweet butterfly kisses all over Sofia’s glowing face. “Fucking perfect,” I whispered in her ear. “I love you, Sofia.”

Even if she never said the words back to me, I wanted her to know I was on her team until the day I died.

She tucked her head under my chin. Nick took advantage of the position to steal a quick kiss from me before rolling over onto his back and groaning as he threw his arm over his eyes.

“Why didn’t we get remote control lights for this room?” he complained.

“Stop whining,” Sofia admonished him. “I’m the one laying between two furnaces here.”

He immediately rolled over to make sure we pressed against every inch of her body.

“Asshole,” she laughed.

“That’s asshole,sir, to you, wench,” he teased, slapping her thigh.

When she leaned back to kiss him, something warm broke open inside my chest. Maybe this really could work.

29

SOFIA

The weekend draggedon as I prepared for finals, attempting to balance my ridiculous new role as a mafia boss with my studies and Lizzie. Finally, I snapped at Dante and reminded him he was the one who insisted that a queen trust her generals, and if I couldn’t trust him to run a fucking mafia, who could I trust?

I still hadn’t reconciled the man who managed to quiet my inner turmoil, who made me desperate and aching to please him, who babysat my daughter, with the boogeyman that his reputation made him out to be. Maybe I never would.

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